She stared at the handsome face in front of her and said with a surprisingly serious expression:

"There will be no feelings of dislike... and being angry after something is hidden from someone close to you... ashamed and angry... I am actually very easy to talk to. Just don't... go too far."

After hearing this, Ouyang Rong looked confused, scratched his head and asked:

"Did Rong Nushi go through something in the past two days? Did anyone say anything? Why did she suddenly become sad? She didn't talk so much before..."

"It's nothing, don't think too much about it." She looked away again, with cold eyes and an impatient tone: "Just answer the question, don't change the subject."

Seeing her voice rising, Ouyang Rong thought for a while and tried in a low voice:

"Okay, actually I do have such a small selfish desire."

"What? You say it, and I will listen."

She immediately turned back, her stern expression quickly disappeared, and she looked at him intently.

Ouyang Rong:......

However, I can't take it back after I've said it... He pointed to the orange sachet around her waist:

"Ms. Shi, can you stop wearing this?"

After saying this, the air in the city became a little quiet, so quiet that it made people feel panicked.

After a while, Ouyang Rong carefully asked the motionless girl in palace clothes:

"Why doesn't Ms. Shi say anything?"

Rong Zhen was expressionless: "That's it?"

Ouyang Rong seemed to be slightly disappointed when he heard her tone.

"Isn't this offensive enough?" he wondered.

"Oh, it's quite offensive. You actually have the nerve to mention this to me, haha."

Rong Zhen nodded.

Ouyang Rong found that Rong Zhen, who had a very nice tone just now, had turned cold to the naked eye.

So is the aura.

Under the bright sun, the temperature around him seemed to have dropped by three degrees.

Before Ouyang Rong could change his mind and make amends, Rong Zhen sneered:

"It's not enough that I paid you back the IOU last time. I have this little hobby, and you have to take care of wearing a sachet? Who are you from me? You have such lenient control. Why? Or, someone told you that it's in the way of them.

Eyesight?"

"It's not an eyesore, nothing..." Ouyang Rong denied.

Rong Zhen said calmly: "It's okay. It's not impossible to take it off. You can exchange it for something."

"What to change?"

She raised her head slightly and stared at the ice-white jade hairpin on Ouyang Rong's hair crown with her cold eyes.

He immediately shook his head: "This won't work. It's a relic left by my mother. It's a bit particular."

Rong Zhen lowered his eyes and said, "I can't do that either. The sachets are also very particular."

"What's the point? How can this be the same?" Ouyang Rong shook his head, got smart, stretched out his hand towards her, and begged seriously: "In this case, if you have any mother's relics on you now, give them to me and exchange them."

Rong Zhen was quiet for a moment, then lowered her head subconsciously, as if looking at her chest. The next moment, her movements froze, and her fox face suddenly turned red, as if it was dyed red by the morning glow above her head.

Ouyang Rong saw the expression of Lady Shi for the first time, and he thought of a poem for no reason... The most gentle way of lowering his head was like the shyness of a water lotus that cannot bear the cool breeze.

“What a beautiful thought!”

Rong Zhen said something and hurried downstairs.

Ouyang Rong shouted with concern: "Rong Nu Shi, go to the right of the toilet and enter the tower. Your way down is there."

I saw her petite back slipping faster.

"You're not feeling well? It's strange. Could it be that it's some kind of relic that's inconvenient to give away?"

Ouyang Rong was curious. After a while, his face returned to calmness, his eyelids drooped, and he reviewed it again:

"Then don't make such a joke next time... But she wants to have a heart-to-heart talk today, which makes people speak a little boldly..."

After about a cup of tea, the convoy escorting the transfer of the Buddha's head safely passed through the West City Gate. Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen also returned to the team and escorted the Buddha's head to Xunyang Grottoes.

Along the way, the two rode horses and walked in the front row of the team, as if they didn't recognize each other, and their eyes didn't meet. It was as if the conversation at the top of the city had never happened.

Regarding the wanted arrest for borrowing Lin Cheng's portrait, Rong Zhen went to talk to Aunt Song.

To Ouyang Rong's surprise, the deputy supervisor listened quietly and acquiesced.

Mother Song suddenly looked at him: "Where is the string of death-saving Buddhist beads that Your Majesty gave you?"

"I will offer it to you in my humble home." Ouyang Rong replied politely.

"This is a gift from Your Majesty. How can we neglect it? Get it quickly and carry it with you."

After looking at her, Ouyang Rong looked calm and sent someone home to get it. When he got it, he held the beads in his hand and played with them.

The old woman looked at him with blank eyes, nodded slightly, and hummed softly: "This is also for your own good."

In the afternoon, the head of Donglin Buddha was safely escorted to Xunyang Grottoes.

The next day, Rong Zhen came to tell him that all the corresponding wanted portraits had been distributed and sent to various states and counties.

That evening, Ouyang Rong came off duty and did not return to the Huaiye Lane residence immediately. He bent down to get in the car and told Ali: "Go to Xingzi Lake."

"Yes, sir."

Not long after, the carriage passed by the Xingzi Lake construction site. The blue and black carriage curtain opened a corner, and Ouyang Rong glanced outside at the Xingzi Lake construction site where all the female officers had been evacuated.

The Overwatch Council has officially returned this place to Jiangzhou Hall, and the entire Xingzifang has been completely liberalized.

Originally they would not have withdrawn so quickly, but Rong Zhen and others knew that Ouyang Rong still had to deal with Wang Lengran's "mess", so they reciprocated the favor.

Ouyang Rong's eyes fell on the Xingzi Lake next to him, his expression was peaceful and serene, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Said to himself: "Okay, I know you are in a hurry, so don't be in a hurry now, you will make a lot of noise..."

Glancing at the crowd of people on the surrounding streets, he sat motionless and allowed the carriage to drive past Xingzi Lake.

Halfway through, Ouyang Rong was about to close his eyes and rest, when a series of wooden fish sounds suddenly sounded in his ears.

This sound of wooden fish lasted for a long time, and it was not the same type. It was a dull sound of wooden fish at first, and then it was supplemented by a crisp sound of wooden fish.

Finally, looking at the overall situation, there is a strange balance between the increase and the decrease. Well, it is still a small increase, with more than 200 merits.

[Merits: one thousand eight hundred and nine]

"It's strange, how can there be such a big fluctuation? It's numb once, and then it's numb again. Is it a coincidence or... who is talking about me..."

Ouyang Rong rubbed his confused face.
Chapter completed!