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Chapter 1019 Concern Leads to Confusion [Seeking Monthly Tickets at the Beginning of the Month!]

"As usual, we can only stay in the town for three days. After three days, we have to return to the island, meet up with the fairies, and return to Jianze with the fleet."

"it is good."

"Look, this is the East Market. Brother Liang, buy whatever you want. This bag of silver should be enough. It's a gift from Miss."

"Oh."

"Brother Liang, don't forget what Miss asked you to do. I'm fine, I can go with you anytime. By the way, when are you planning to visit your family..."

"Uh-huh."

At dawn, around 3:45 AM, the sun rose in the east, and the morning light was like water.

At the entrance of a bustling market in Taoyuan Town, amidst the throngs of people and traffic, a young man and a woman stood side by side, not immediately going in, but instead whispering and chatting for a while.

Ouyang Rong and Madam Chen arrived here yesterday evening with the Lantang fleet. Most of the servants who came with the ship were not allowed to leave the island because they were responsible for transporting goods.

Because of Chen Jiaxin's relationship with Madam Chen, Ouyang Rong was somewhat of an exception. Early this morning, he followed Madam Chen by boat to Taoyuan Town and went to the town's market without attracting Lan Tang's attention.

Most of the Lantang fairies had actually left the island last night to go ashore on business. They each had their own missions and were all following the orders of Lantang Master Yu Nianyuan. Naturally, not many people paid attention to the accompanying warehouse ships.

At this moment, at the entrance of the East Market, the two people who came down from the mountain exchanged words for a while, and then the atmosphere fell silent.

Madam Chen chattered on for a while, but Ouyang Rong responded with simple words, his eyes not looking at her, silently watching the bustling stalls in front of him, as if searching for something.

Even after the last question was asked and Ouyang Rong responded, Madam Chen still looked at him expectantly, as if waiting for his answer.

But Ouyang Rong ignored him.

Madam Chen couldn't help but ask again:
"Brother Liang?"

Ouyang Rong seemed not to hear, his eyes scanning his surroundings.

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

What a dull-witted guy! How will he ever find a wife if he's this slow-witted... Madam Chen couldn't help but think to herself.

After waiting for a while without any response, she said somewhat helplessly:
"Alright, you go buy the ingredients first. The Goddess's vegetarian meal is important, you go ahead and get busy..."

Ouyang Rong seemed to only then hear her words, nodded slightly, and walked into the bustling market in front.

After thinking for a moment, Madam Chen followed him, trailing right behind him.

The two strolled around for a while, one after the other.

Ouyang Rong turned around and looked at Madam Chen. The two stood there for a while.

The latter was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Ouyang Rong seemed to think for a moment, then took out a small note from his pocket and handed it to Madam Chen.

Madam Chen took the note, looked down at it, and asked with a somewhat confused expression:
"This is……"

Ouyang Rong said calmly:

"Please help me buy part of the vegetarian meal ingredients list. Let's split up and do it separately."

Madam Chen hesitated, then said, "Why are these ingredients so strange? I don't even recognize some of the characters..."

Her words trailed off under Ouyang Rong's direct gaze. She coughed and nodded.

"Alright, let's split up. I'll go find the ingredients first. When shall we meet up?"

Ouyang Rong thought for a moment, then pointed to the entrance of the East Market:

"Once you've bought the ingredients, stay where you are and don't move around. Those who are fast will wait for those who are slow."

"That……"

"What?"

"N-nothing, it's fine."

The two of them acted separately.

Ouyang Rong watched Chen Da Niangzi leave.

His face was calm.

Of course, Ouyang Rong knew that there were some ingredients that Madam Chen couldn't even read, but that didn't matter. Whether Madam Chen went back to the ink room to ask someone or used some other method, as long as it could kill her time, that was fine.

This would allow Ouyang Rong to temporarily escape the entanglement and free up time to do other things.

The taciturn young man blended into the bustling crowd. A moment later, a new figure appeared at the entrance of the East Market. He was a one-eyed, fierce-looking man, tall and strong. He left the East Market directly.

About half an hour later, the fierce man arrived at a corner of the town, near a large inn with a plaque that read "Red Dust Inn".

The big man didn't go in immediately. Instead, he paid for his drinks at a restaurant across from the inn, chose a window seat, and sat down to eat peanuts and drink wine while waiting quietly.

He would occasionally turn his head to glance at the figures coming and going from the Red Dust Inn across the street.

However, there seemed to be something small wriggling in his arms, occasionally reaching out a small hand to grope around on the table. The owner of the small hand couldn't see what was on the table, yet couldn't resist a certain desire, so he could only grope around in the dark.

Upon seeing this, the burly man's lips twitched, and he immediately shifted his body to the side, blocking the view from other directions.

Fortunately, he was sitting in a corner by the window on the first floor of the restaurant, so no one paid attention to him and had no way of noticing the strange little hand.

After groping around for a while, the little hand finally found a peanut and quickly pulled it into the arms of the fierce-looking man.

Little did she know that the peanut she could reach was handed to her by the burly man with a smirk; otherwise, who knows how long it would have taken her to find it.

At one point, Ouyang Rong whispered a reminder:
"Keep your voice down."

The little ink spirit hiding in his arms responded defiantly:

"You're going to teach this fairy how to do things?"

"Ah."

"You big idiot."

"Shhh."

Miao Si crossed her arms and said, "Shh, what are you shushing about?"

Ouyang Rong said calmly:

"Xiaoxuan and the others are here."

Miao Si immediately fell silent.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong's attention was completely drawn to the figures of several women at the entrance of the Red Dust Inn across the street.

A young Taoist nun with a cool and aloof demeanor, a female knight in red, and a quiet young woman in white appeared side by side at the entrance of the Red Dust Inn, seemingly preparing to go out.

Ouyang Rong picked up his teacup, took a sip, and prepared to get up.

Miaosi, nestled in his arms, quickly reached out her little hand, blindly grabbed two peanuts, and hid them back in her bosom, looking just like a little hamster storing food for winter. Just then, Ouyang Rong's hand, holding a teacup, paused.

At the entrance of the Red Dust Inn, one of the three women, who was about to leave, turned her head to look.

It was the aloof young Taoist nun; her eyes swept across the street.

Ouyang Rong felt that gaze sweep over him, but he didn't get up and continued to drink tea in his original seat.

He even waved to the worker at the counter, and after the worker arrived, he gave him a few instructions and ordered a few more dishes.

At the entrance of the Red Dust Inn, the aloof young Taoist nun seemed to call out to her two companions, saying a few words to them. The red-clad heroine and the white-clad young woman turned to look at the inn across the street. Then, with some curiosity, the two women followed the aloof young Taoist nun, who had taken the lead, and walked together towards the restaurant across the street.

The Fang sisters were actually a little puzzled as to why Huang Xuan had suddenly brought them to the inn across the street. They had clearly agreed that she was going out to run errands. However, because of their harmonious relationship over the past few days and their trust in Huang Xuan after her repeated successful judgments, the two women obediently followed her.

At this moment, Huang Xuan's face was calm as she led the Fang sisters into the inn. They sat down at a table near the corner and, with the waiter's smile, ordered a pot of tea.

In the early morning, there weren't many guests in the inn. The restaurant hall was sparsely populated. Next to the three women's seats was a table by the window, which belonged to a fierce-looking man with one eye.

Their eyes met briefly, then quickly looked away.

The Fang sisters were initially a little hesitant, but after entering the restaurant and seeing the fierce-looking man, they immediately shut their mouths, kept their eyes down, and silently followed Huang Xuan, who was in charge.

The tea was served quickly, and the two tables of people ate and drank quietly for a while.

A moment later, the fierce-looking man seemed to pick up a wine jug and say a few words to the red-clad female knight-errant, who then beckoned with a somewhat bold gesture, as if inviting her.

The burly, fierce man immediately took his wine jug and sat down at the table next to the three women.

The young woman in white glanced sideways, while the aloof young Taoist nun remained unresponsive, continuing to drink her tea.

This scene, witnessed by occasional passersby, did not arouse any suspicion. However, some guests couldn't help but admire the chivalrous and forthright young woman in red, who was willing to share a meal with others. But what was even more enviable was the burly man's potential romantic luck...

At that moment, the four people at the table looked at each other for a while.

Fang Shengnan suppressed her smile, lowered her voice, and said with a hint of surprise:
"Young Master Ouyang, you've arrived? We thought something had happened to you and you couldn't come down the mountain..."

She slowed down as her older sister, Fang Juxiu, was watching her, seemingly telling her not to talk nonsense. The woman in red stuck out her tongue.

Ouyang Rong raised his cup and took a sip, his voice rang out:

"Something came up and I was delayed."

As he put down his cup, he felt a gaze fixed on him from the side.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and said to the quiet young Taoist nun sitting next to him:
"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. We didn't miss our trip down the mountain, so everything will be fine."

Huang Xuan glanced at him and softly responded:

"it is good."

Fang raised his cup, gestured to Ouyang Rong, and said in a gentle tone:

"It's good that Young Master Ouyang has come. We'll wait a little longer later, there's no rush. You should take care of the important matters on the mountain first..."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Just then, there was some movement in Ouyang Rong's arms, and a small hand reached out again, starting to grope for peanuts on the table.

Huang Xuan was sitting right next to Ouyang Rong, the closest one. When she looked down and saw him, a faint smile appeared on her usually aloof face. She picked up a peanut and handed it to him.

The little hand touched the peanut, and as if it were a precious treasure, it pulled it back and began to gnaw on it in someone's arms, making a soft rustling sound, like a little mouse.

Everyone laughed when they saw this.

Only Ouyang Rong's lips twitched slightly. He reached into his robes, seemingly to press her down, but quickly withdrew his hand, as if avoiding the little black spirit's finger-biting action.

Sensing the unusual gazes of the three women, Ouyang Rong immediately changed the subject:
Where are you going?

Fang Shengnan and Fang Juxiu both looked at Huang Xuan, but neither of them spoke.

Ouyang Rong followed the two women's gaze and looked at Huang Xuan:
"Is Xiaoxuan going out?"

Huang Xuan seemed a little embarrassed.

Fang raised his sleeves and spoke softly to help her out of the predicament:

"The little fairy is a little worried about you. She has been waiting for many days, but you haven't come. The little fairy suggested that we prepare a boat first, just in case you don't come. She will... she will take a boat into Yunmeng Marsh to see if she can find you."

Although Fang Juxiu spoke lightly and embellished his words, Ouyang Rong frowned more and more as he listened.

Huang Xuan had been observing Tan Lang's expression, and upon seeing this, she lowered her head.

"Xiaoxuan, didn't I say..."

Fang Shengnan quickly interrupted;

“Young Master Ouyang, we listened to you and waited patiently, but we were just afraid of the worst. Little Fairy was also concerned about you, so it was inevitable that we were a bit too impulsive… But with this experience, next time Little Fairy and we can wait for you with peace of mind and won’t be too anxious.”

Ouyang Rong didn't speak, his eyes fixed on the teacup in front of him.

Huang Xuan lowered her head slightly and remained silent.

Fang Shengnan was about to say a few more good words for the little fairy when Fang Juxiu quietly reached out and pressed her hand under the table, signaling her to shut up, as if worried that she was adding unnecessary details and going too far.

The two sisters looked at the "brother and sister" in front of them and, at one moment, even found that the two had a surprisingly compatible temperament. They were both the kind of people who could bring a sense of pressure to each other without saying a word. The fact that they were sitting together in silence was also a strange "match," as if they were carved from the same mold.

However, at this moment, the usually self-reliant young nun was completely overwhelmed by Young Master Ouyang's aura, making her seem like a small fry compared to a big fish.

At the moment, Ouyang Rong and Huang Xuan sat silently, causing the atmosphere at the dining table to become somewhat tense. The Fang sisters exchanged glances, but neither dared to break the silence.

The lonely little Taoist nun lowered her head even further.

She reached out and picked up the teapot, silently poured tea into the empty cup in front of Ouyang Rong that he had been staring at, filling it to about seven-tenths full, and then continued to sit there silently.

Ouyang Rong didn't look at her; he was already looking at the teacup, where steam was slowly rising from the rim.

Just then, Ouyang Rong, who had been motionless, stirred slightly in his chest. A familiar little hand reached out and furtively began to grope for peanuts on the dining table.

This time, however, Little Ink Spirit was unaware of the "serious situation" outside.

The Fang sisters couldn't help but glance at her, and Huang Xuan also turned her head slightly to take a look.

Ouyang Rong remained expressionless and patted the small, thieving hand that had reached out from his arms.

The little hand first withdrew, then seemed to take a step back and get angrier the more it thought about it. The little ink spirit stretched out its little hand again and waved it wildly, as if to resist and not submit to someone's oppressive rule.

Ouyang Rong's facial muscles twitched slightly. Just as he was about to lose his temper and teach him a lesson, a slender hand suddenly reached out from the side, gently placed it in Ouyang Rong's arms, and gently pressed down on Miao Si's mischievous little hand.

Miao Si seemed to realize whose hand it was, and quieted down, letting out only a soft "humph" before falling silent.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and glanced at Xiao Xuan, who was moving gently beside him.

The aloof young nun tilted her head slightly, gazing at the young man. Her slender hand remained inside his embrace, not withdrawn.

(End of this chapter)