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Chapter 135 Skirt Knife Gift to Beloved (Ask for Monthly Pass!)

As expected, the high blood pressure scene of the pickled radish falling on the skirt material of the junior sister's breast did not appear.

The main reason is that Junior Sister is too stable.

After a morning meal, Ouyang Rong felt a little regretful that he didn't get the atmosphere of the past.

What was the atmosphere like before?
It's the atmosphere where the little junior sister and he are fighting over the pickled radish.

And today's little junior sister is too ladylike and gentle.

Ouyang Rong was a little uncomfortable eating.

But what else can I say besides lamenting that my junior sister has grown up?
It was considered late for the two of them to come, when they left the Zaozhai courtyard and walked towards the main hall of Donglin Temple, there were already a lot of pilgrims gathered in the temple's side halls or incense burners.

Looking around, there are crowds of people everywhere.

There are ordinary people who burn incense and worship Buddha, there are idiotic men and women who yearn for marriage, and there are distinguished guests and wives who wish to fulfill their wishes.

It was also the first time for Ouyang Rong to see such a lively Donglin Temple.

However, it can also be seen from the accent that there are many visitors from other places. Thanks to the rapid recovery of Longcheng County from the flood, the source of tourists from other places quickly recovered.

It may be that Xie Lingjiang is too dazzling, or it may be that today is a marriage temple fair, an alternative version, with a hammer in hand, everyone is a nail.

Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang, brothers and sisters, walked side by side in the ancient and solemn palace, attracting the attention of many pilgrims in the crowd.

After all, who doesn't want to look at a man who is talented and beautiful, who doesn't want to look more?

Ouyang Rong was fine, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed that the junior sister's movements were a little awkward, so he turned his head and said thoughtfully:
"Go, change the way, don't go through the main entrance."

Xie Lingjiang was taken aback, the elder brother who did not take the usual path had already taken the lead to leave, so she had no choice but to follow suit.

Ouyang Rong took Xie Lingjiang along a side road with less traffic.

He was recuperating in bed at Donglin Temple before, and it wasn't for nothing. After all, it was the first place he saw when he opened his eyes.

"Junior Sister, look at that pond, there is a cockroach inside, lying on the steps in the morning to bask in the sun."

Ouyang Rong stopped and walked, stopping somewhere from time to time, and turned around with a smile:

"Xiufa, you know, it's the little monk at the door just now, he feeds this bastard every day, but I'm thinking, this old bastard may have eaten more than him.

"However, this pool seems to be called the Spirit Tortoise Wishing Pool. I don't know if it is spirit or not, but it can cheat many pilgrims out of their copper coins during holidays. This old bastard earns more than half of the monks in the temple."

Xie Lingjiang looked at the back of the elder brother who was striding ahead, talking and laughing.

It's like a kite that has lost its string under the blue sky.

She looked up, longing, and unconsciously stood on tiptoe, trying to drag him back.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly asked:
"Big Brother."

"Ok?"

"Aren't you curious, just... what you touched just now?"

Seeing Ouyang Rong turning his head in a daze, by the pool under the sun, the noble daughter of the Xie family turned her eyes away and turned her face away.

Ouyang Rong recalled the hard touch from the back of his hand when he tied the skirt in the carriage.

He said calmly, "Can you tell me this?"

Xie Lingjiang snorted: "I can't say it, why should I mention it."

Isn't this because you are afraid that you won't treat your brother as an outsider... Ouyang Rong complained in his heart, and nodded solemnly:
"Then...what the hell is it, and why put it under...the skirt."

Although she proposed it on her own initiative, Xie Lingjiang's face still couldn't help turning pink. She carefully looked around, turned around, and walked towards a certain empty alley beside her.

Xie Lingjiang lowered his head and said softly, "Turn your back and stay outside."

Ouyang Rong was taken aback.

Still did it.

I couldn't help muttering in my heart, is this little junior sister going to take out the thing under the skirt?But... what the hell is this? If you want to take it, you can take it, and you can show it to him?
However, when I think that my junior sister is a gentleman with explosive force value, and not the kind of twitchy little daughter, it is unprecedented to wear a skirt today.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Rong was relieved.

"Okay, you...turn around and come in."

Ouyang Rong hesitated for a moment, then turned his head slightly, and found that the junior sister was still fully dressed.

It's just that she hugged something in her arms, and at the same time, the skirt that was originally knotted under her body was untied.

A little meandering.

Seeing the elder brother at the entrance of the alley hesitatingly, shrinking his head, he seemed to be reluctant to move in.

Xie Lingjiang's cloth bound the rabbit suddenly rose and fell, and he took a deep breath.

She pursed her lips and sneered: "Eldest senior brother even guards against gentlemen?"

"No, no." Ouyang Rong hurriedly shook his head: "What are your orders?"

Xie Ling Jiang Ou supported the wall with his arms, looked up at the sky with his eyes, secretly glanced at him from the corner of his eye and said:

"What kind of knot do you have? I don't know how to tie it, so please help me again."

It turned out to be this matter, simple.

Ouyang Rong nodded, walked over, bent over and squatted, grabbed the hem of the skirt, and knotted it skillfully.

At the same time muttering:

"Look, it's called a bow tie. It's tied like this...Cross it left and right, and pull it hard...Next time, you can do it yourself."

"Hmm."

Xie Lingjiang seemed to respond unconsciously.

Ouyang Rong didn't know if she listened or not.

However, I don't know if it's because the junior sister stood still, or if she deliberately raised her calf in cooperation.

In addition to the unique fragrance under the junior sister's skirt, Ouyang Rong also caught a glimpse of that dazzling whiteness from the corner of his eyes.

It is a small smooth calf with a well-proportioned arc.

A certain senior brother's heart fluttered suddenly, but he suppressed it immediately.

I feel guilty.

The skirt is re-tied with a bow.

Ouyang Rong stood up and clapped his hands.

In the next second, a knife that had been squeezed in Xie Lingjiang's broad chest for a long time flew towards him.

"This is……"

Ouyang Rong subconsciously reached out to catch it, and blurted out a question:

"What's the purpose of hiding a knife under my junior sister's skirt..."

It was only in the middle of the question that he stopped talking and realized that this was nonsense.

Hidden knife, of course you want the knife man... right?

Ouyang Rong raised his eyes and looked at Xie Lingjiang who was silent and seemed a little shy.

He was no longer surprised, when Junior Sister used to wear men's clothing, she often wore a crown and a sword, which is a gentleman's weapon.

Wearing a slim lady dress today, the sword must be inconvenient to wear around the waist.

There is a short knife hidden on the leg under the skirt, which makes sense, but the little junior sister can really hide it.

It's just that this dagger... is quite exquisite and peculiar, and it looks very precious at first glance.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head, looking curiously.

The dagger under the junior sister's skirt,

The handle of the knife is made of white jade, white and delicate, clear and oily.

The scabbard is made of white sandalwood, embossed with brocade flower patterns.

White jade and white sandalwood are inlaid with golden patterns.

At a glance, it feels noble and auspicious, like objects of a royal family, rather than ordinary folk items.

Ouyang Rong looked a little surprised, and played with the jade white sandalwood knife in his hand.

I don't know if it has been kept close to me for a long time.

On the blade and scabbard, there is also a faint smell of a unique virgin fragrance that belongs to women.

Xie Lingjiang turned her face away, Ouyang Rong couldn't see her expression.

"Brother, aren't you curious now?"

After a pause, the tone seemed to be casually urging:
"If you're not curious after reading it...then give it back to me."

Ouyang Rong thought for a while, and couldn't help but said:
"Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for Junior Sister to tie this thing to her leg, wouldn't it be bothersome?"

Sure enough, he likes to be talkative and nosy.

Xie Lingjiang seemed to have gradually grasped the character of a certain senior brother.

He is always forced, and he can empathize with others.

She immediately turned her head away and said:
"Then what can I do, I want to protect my brother, but today I came here wearing a skirt after taking a bath and incense, and it would be too troublesome not to wear a sword around my waist, so I brought a knife."

Ouyang Rong didn't even think about it, and said politely, "How about I get it for you."

"Okay, it's a deal." Xie Lingjiang nodded immediately.

"..." Ouyang Rong.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but take a few more glances at the younger sister's straightforward tone without even thinking about it.

Why do I always feel that I am waiting for him...

Ouyang Rong shook his head, and without thinking too much, he pinned the white sandalwood knife, which he didn't know was priceless, to the sapphire blue belt around his waist.

A gentleman with a sword, of course, is a gentleman.

But a gentleman with a sword is also heroic and handsome.

Seeing the silly look of the senior brother who was solemnly matching her skirt knife, Xie Lingjiang's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes dodged a little like a deer.

Big Brother is so stupid.

The skirt knife used to press clothes in the daughter's boudoir was not recognized.

However, it is normal to think about it a little bit.

In the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were very few customs of this kind of skirt knife, mainly poor people, who did not have the money to toss about this thing. If any knife can be used as a skirt knife, then the kitchen knife can also be used...

But in the five surnames and seven Wangs who have always flaunted Chinese clothes and pure Han style.

All the sons of the five surnames have clothes and knives.

There are also girls with five surnames, but they are called skirt swords.

The skirt knife, as the private property of the daughter's boudoir, also has the meaning of protecting chastity.

And women's chastity, not only in the five surnames and seven wangs who abide by the etiquette, is extremely valued in the Han family in the Han area.

Although the current Great Zhou Dynasty has experienced a hodgepodge of Han and Hu mixed blood in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the atmosphere is relatively open.

But these ritual-like customs are still inherited by the families represented by the five surnames and Qiwang. This is one of the reasons why the five surnames women are so honored in the "marriage and love market" of the Great Zhou Dynasty, not only because of their rarity.

and so.

The skirt knife is entrusted to others.

Naturally... only trust the beloved.

In addition, what Ouyang Rong didn't know was that Xie Lingjiang's skirt knife was somewhat different from that of the five surnamed women.

In addition to the gold inlaid jade, there is a line of small characters "Jin Yu Liang Yuan" engraved on the bottom of the white jade handle, and the hostess' nickname is also engraved on the body of the knife.

Raising a knife is like raising jade, which can nourish spiritual charm.

Not to mention that it also had Xie Lingjiang, the hostess of a seventh-rank Qi trainer.

Previously, she had found an isolated copy of the Southern Dynasty in the family's secret room, from which she accidentally learned a certain lost art of raising utensils in the royal court of the Southern Dynasty.

During his spare time studying in Wuyi Lane, the young Xie Lingjiang used this skirt knife to care for him for nearly ten years.

So much so that the current aura of this jade target white sandalwood skirt knife has been able to vaguely touch Xie Lingjiang's heart lake consciousness, and it has been locked by her from afar.

The two vaguely built a magical connection like a heart-to-heart, just like a bridge.

Xie Ling and Jiang Neng could feel mysteriously the aura of a beloved man on the other side of the skirt...

This is amazing, if she explained it to someone in detail, she would be a little bit embarrassed to say it, so she would naturally keep her mouth shut.

However... Xie Lingjiang still underestimated someone's torment, and... the sensitivity of her delicate body and heart lake.

Just off the back lane.

"Brother." Xie Lingjiang suddenly called.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and found that her body seemed to be a little tense, and asked curiously:
"Well, what's the matter?"

"Can you... no, don't keep touching the knife with your hand."

Xie Lingjiang bit her lip and paused to speak.

In the past, she held the sword heroically and generously, but now her two bare hands are a little helpless, and her fingers are unconsciously pinching the corners of both sides of the jacket and short skirt.

Felt some weird and wonderful feedback.

This noble lady of the Xie family felt her face was a little hot, she tried her best not to squint, and looked at Ouyang Rong seriously.

"Oh good."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and immediately put his somewhat rough palm down from the warm and smooth white jade handle of the skirt knife at his waist.

Just subconsciously touched it. After all, it is a new object, just like a new toy. After Ouyang Rong got it, he felt novel, so he liked to touch left, rub right, and study subconsciously.

Ouyang Rong only said that the junior sister was afraid that he would damage her treasure, but he didn't think the junior sister was stingy.

Unexpectedly, after he turned around, Xie Lingjiang's upright expression suddenly collapsed, as if he let out a long sigh of relief.

In fact, the feeling coming from that side was not too intense or special, but she just felt a little weird and shy in her heart.

I can't help being an outsider.

Maybe it's because... the person holding the knife is too special in his heart.

This is also the first time that Xie Lingjiang's skirt knife fell into the hands of outsiders.

In addition, she can take the initiative to break the mysterious heart-to-heart connection.

But Xie Lingjiang didn't do that.

He glanced at the figure of the elder brother in front of him.

She stopped for a while, remembering the aura on his body.

Xie Lingjiang closed his eyes slightly, and used some kind of formula that came with the secret storage and nourishment technique.

Her mind wandered for a while.

Xie Lingjiang pinpointed the unique aura of the big brother, so that the skirt knife that had planted a ray of thought firmly remembered it.

Only when the skirt knife is in the hands of the elder brother himself can he build a bridge with her mind, send back feedback, and have a magical connection.

In addition, if anyone other than the senior brother gets the skirt knife, the skirt knife will not be able to bridge Xie Lingjiang's mind.

Not to mention the slightest impact.

The heart is like a flat lake, without waves.

Xie Lingjiang is mainly just in case.

The skirt knife was presented to Eldest Brother. Although he carried it close to his body, what if he accidentally bumped into other close women around Eldest Brother, such as the white-haired maid, or Aunt Zhen and the others.

Xie Lingjiang has a strong mental and physical obsession with cleanliness, and doesn't like outsiders touching her things, except for a certain elm head that makes her teeth itch with hatred.

And right now, her skirt knife is only an exception for him.

After cutting off all other feedbacks of the skirt knife except for the elder brother.

Xie Lingjiang immediately opened his eyes, nodded in satisfaction, and continued to follow.

At the entrance of the alley, the skirt knife was secretly presented.

Ouyang Rong took Xie Lingjiang, who had re-knotted the skirt, back to the original road, bypassed the congested incense burner square through the small road, and arrived near the main hall where the incense was burning.

It was still early in the morning, and the morning had just begun.

Ouyang Rong was not in a hurry to go to Beitian Jiyangyuan, and unknowingly, under the guidance of his junior sister, he went to the temple fair for a while.

The two were among the lively and chaotic crowd of pilgrims.

It's just that the relaxed Ouyang Rong and the nervous Xie Lingjiang didn't realize it.

Not far behind them, at an unknown time, there was an indifferent look quietly.

Indifferent eyes fell on the two of them like a shadow.

Not long after, as if they sensed that it was getting late, Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang finally stopped joking around, lined up together, and entered the main hall where incense was burned and asked for a lottery.

In the rear, the female fairy Yuji who followed all the way in disguise couldn't help frowning, and looked around.

She followed Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang around for a long time.

As a woman, she gradually noticed an interesting thing.

This daughter of the Xie family seems to like Ouyang Lianghan?
Even an outsider like her can almost see that woman's deer flashing eyes that turn to her sweetheart from time to time.

Of course, this may also be due to the boring marriage temple fair around here. Many couples and lovers are in pairs. The jade fairy can smell the sour smell of love by comparing them casually.

It's just that there seems to be someone who doesn't know between the two of them.

Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless...

Fairy Yucheng was thoughtful.

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