My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 306 - 234 Qing Jun’s Husband-Taming Technique_3

Chapter 306: Chapter 234 Qing Jun’s Husband-Taming Technique_3

Like a spring breeze sweeping across desolate lands once more, heralding the burst of all life.

But, once Zhao Rong entered the "house" that was on the verge of collapse, buffeted by wind and rain, the thought of leaving it was no longer about breaking just a half of the Sword Heart. It meant total collapse, both house and tower falling, Jade destroyed, and even... only one person remaining.

Right now, within this lakeside pavilion where few people wander, Zhao Lingfei, in front of Zhao Rong who finally became her husband from her childhood sweetheart, transformed from a formerly aloof and proud White Lotus Fairy into a willful and impudent girl.

Her gentleness, her naive charm, her haughty defiance, they were all reserved for him alone.

"And you’re not allowed to think strange things about me in your heart either!"

Zhao Lingfei’s lips were slightly pouted as she lightly pursed her red lips, staring at Zhao Rong, hoping to make her husband listen.

At the same time, she kept a non-stop vigil with her Divine Sense, seeing that no one was disturbing them. Zhao Lingfei let her guard down slightly. In front of others, she must absolutely honor her husband and maintain his dignity—that was the line she vowed never to cross in her heart after her willful behavior at the Nuanyi Gathering.

But now, when no one was around, and she was with Rong’er, er brother, in private, she could afford to be "willful" occasionally. And now... it was time to start practicing the "Concubine Control Technique" that Aunt Liu had taught her.

Back then, when Zhao Lingfei was still in her boudoir and Aunt Liu was still alive, just after her engagement to Zhao Rong, Aunt Liu treated her more like her own daughter than her future daughter-in-law, passing on her knowledge and wisdom without worrying in the slightest that her son would be henpecked under this "daughter’s" skirt.

At that time, in the privacy of her chamber, Aunt Liu secretly taught her how to tame Rong’er, er brother. Those words were still vivid in Zhao Lingfei’s memory, such as "No matter their age, men are actually just like children, like Rong’er right now. Usually, you should spoil him, but sometimes you also need to discipline him, especially when strange inclinations are about to emerge. However, the method of disciplining should be a blend of toughness and gentleness, grasping a suitable degree..."

Zhao Lingfei remembered how Rong’er, er brother, used to act fearless in front of her when they were young, but in front of Aunt Liu, he was always well-behaved.

Thus, Zhao Lingfei had no doubt about Aunt Liu’s words...

Within the Elegant Pavilion.

Zhao Lingfei’s long eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze like a pool of autumnal water, the shimmering ripples reflecting the familiar visage of Rong’er, er brother, and the light brown tear mole below her left eye shifted gently upwards with the narrowing of her eyes, leaving its original place.

In Zhao Rong’s eyes, Qing Jun at this moment seemed more like... a tigress slowly emerging from her den, hmm, a white one because the White Tiger looks nice.

The White Tiger, seemingly insatiable, raised its paws to circle elegantly, its half-closed eyes fixed on him unwaveringly, the air tranquil. But in the next moment, this White Tiger could suddenly shift from quiet to motion, pouncing with force, pinning him to the ground, knocking him out and dragging him to her den, preventing him from energetically seeking the "good friend" little fox again.

Let alone introducing the little fox to the lair of the mother tiger as a guest, that was certainly a one-way trip!

Therefore, he had to put the "Concubine Control Technique" into effect, to subdue this White Tiger who wished to ride atop him, giving her a thorough training!

Afterward, he could freely enter and exit both the White Tiger and the little fox’s den, as a pair together...

Danger!

Zhao Rong’s sense of alertness surged...

"Husband, do you understand now?"

Zhao Lingfei’s lips curved up slightly as she tilted her chin up and glanced at Rong’er, er brother.

Zhao Rong pressed his lips together, saying nothing.

"Good, open your mouth,"

Zhao Lingfei scooped up a spoonful of hot porridge, blew gently on it with a smile and extended the porcelain spoon toward Rong’er, er brother’s mouth, making a double entendre.

Zhao Rong bowed his head, remaining silent.

Zhao Lingfei’s eyebrows lifted, her heart secretly rejoicing.

She parted her Jade lips, ready to coax him further.

But what Zhao Lingfei did not expect was that, before she could wave the big stick and then offer a sweet date, perfectly executing the first form of the "Concubine Control Technique," Rong’er, er brother, suddenly spoke up.

"Alright," Zhao Rong nodded calmly, then shifted his gaze slightly away from Zhao Lingfei, speaking lightly, "Then I will think of someone else."

Someone else! Another woman?

In an instant, Zhao Lingfei’s eyes widened as she stared at Zhao Rong. Her tightly closed lips parted slightly, revealing the pink tip of her tongue.

But at this moment, Zhao Rong did not look at the lovely expression and tempting scenery of his wife.

He tilted his head, feigning nonchalance as he looked at the scenery on the lake’s surface, casually saying:

"If my wife doesn’t want me to think about her, then it should be alright to think of someone else, right? Surely, my wife can’t control that."

"No way!"

Bang—

Zhao Lingfei forcefully set the bowl down on the table, rejecting him outright without a second thought.