My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 257 - 212: Soft Jade, Warm Fragrance, Charming Qing Jun (Part 2) (Combined Large Chapter)

Chapter 257: Chapter 212: Soft Jade, Warm Fragrance, Charming Qing Jun (Part 2) (Combined Large Chapter)

"No," she quickly shook her head, her voice soft, "whenever Qian’er is unhappy, she drags me to the city to shop. She says that shopping improves her mood. Take this and cheer up."

Zhao Rong glanced at the bulging purse in Qing Jun’s hand. He knew a bit about the fungible currencies used in Du You City instead of Spirit Stones, especially the Colorful Butterfly Coin, which was quite precious.

However, unlike just now when he accepted tea and autumn clothes, this time, Zhao Rong did not reach out to take it.

Zhao Lingfei looked at Zhao Rong with clear, bright eyes and smiled:

"You are my husband, what’s mine is yours, and yours... is still yours. It doesn’t matter whose hands the purse is in, what is there that you can’t accept? A man must not be without money, and you shouldn’t lack expenses at the Academy. Brother Rong’er, take the purse. Is there anything else you want? I’ll bring it to you when I visit Linlu Academy."

Zhao Lingfei grabbed Zhao Rong’s hand, pried open his fingers, and stuffed the purse into his hand.

Zhao Rong looked at Qing Jun; she had even thought of an excuse for him to freeload, and had given him a way out.

Until tonight, Zhao Rong had always thought that a man could harden his heart to freeload if necessary—why shouldn’t I eat what my wife provides, isn’t it by my own merits?

He had also eagerly contemplated eating Qing Jun’s ’soft rice.’

But when the moment came, when Qing Jun carefully brought the ’soft rice’ to his lips, coaxing him to take it,

Zhao Rong suddenly found himself unable to swallow it.

It was like a sudden cure of a stomach illness; that ’soft rice’ suddenly lost its appeal.

It turned out that thinking about eating ’soft rice’ and actually doing it were completely different things.

Especially in the face of a woman who had given him her true heart, intending to stay by his side forever, how could he harden his heart to eat her ’soft rice’?

If I need it, and I ask you, and you give it to me without a second word, that’s acceptable.

But like now, when you bring the ’soft rice’ to my lips, pleading me to eat, I don’t want this kind of twisted relationship.

Zhao Rong’s expression was calm, but he took a deep look at Qing Jun, who was stuffing things into his hand, then gently pulled out his hand and pushed the purse back to her.

"I don’t want it," Zhao Rong shook his head. "I still have some Spirit Stones, which are enough."

Zhao Lingfei’s gaze slightly dimmed, and she clenched the bag in her hand tighter, revealing the sharp corners of the coins inside.

In the past, in front of others, the cold, strong, taciturn woman now looked down in embarrassment in front of her beloved, her hand holding the purse still raised in the air, unsure whether to give or take, completely at a loss.

She was annoyed, wondering if her clumsy words had again hurt Brother Rong’er’s pride...

However, before Zhao Lingfei could continue to blame herself and panic,

she suddenly found herself enveloped in a warm embrace.

Zhao Rong saw Qing Jun looking down and around, afraid she might start overthinking again.

He took a step forward and pulled Qing Jun into his embrace.

Zhao Lingfei was startled, then quickly realized and opened her arms to embrace Zhao Rong.

Outside Qinglian Pavilion, in front of the small courtyard gate.

The two embraced each other.

Strictly speaking, this should be the first hug between Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei.

That night near the sea, it was only Zhao Rong who hugged Zhao Lingfei; she was not proactive.

But this time, both embraced each other very tightly.

Zhao Rong felt the warmth of soft jade in his arms and whispered into her neck, "I don’t want your purse, silly girl, remember, I will take care of you. Tell me what you want and I shall fetch it for you."

Zhao Lingfei buried her head in Zhao Rong’s chest, her cheeks pressed against his sturdy chest. Hearing Zhao Rong’s resolute tone, Zhao Lingfei gently rubbed her face against his chest, like a happy kitten, her muffled voice coming, "Brother Rong’er, is it true? Will you give me whatever I want?"

Zhao Rong emphasized each word, "In this realm of heaven and earth, among flowers, trees, great rivers and oceans, rare treasures, Enlightenment Divine Weapons, sun, moon, and stars, from the azure sky above to the Nine Netherworld below, anything that could bring a smile to your face, I will fetch for you!"

Zhao Lingfei looked up, staring at Zhao Rong’s determined face, his vow ringing in her ears.

Her Sword Heart quivered ceaselessly.

At Lotus Pond Heart Lake, the lotus blossomed, and the childhood companion crowed.

There were signs of dead wood springing to life.

Zhao Lingfei felt her heart was soaked in honey, but inexplicably, she felt like crying.

Having a good man’s word is enough for a lifetime, with no further desires.

Zhao Lingfei sniffled, then buried her head back into his chest, her voice trembling, "You’re... you’re coaxing me again, Brother Rong’er, always saying silly things. If I want the moon, would you pluck it down for me too?"

Zhao Rong held her close, looking up at the bright moon overhead. After a moment of silence, he squinted and said, "This Nine Heavens Bright Moon, how could it not be plucked... Qing Jun, I know you like it. Just wait a bit longer, give me some time, I will fetch that moon and hand it to you personally."

"Pfft." Zhao Lingfei laughed softly, taking it as another of Brother Rong’er’s silly remarks; she just needed his intentions.

Zhao Lingfei continued to rub her face against Zhao Rong’s chest, her eyes brimming with joy, "No, no, I don’t like that cold moon in the sky..."

I like the moon in my heart; you are the moon of my heart, and you are all I want.

She was too shy to say it aloud, so she silently spoke in her heart.

Zhao Rong smiled, aware of Qing Jun’s intentions, but still he said, "Qing Jun, if I pluck the moon down for you, how would you reward me?"