My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 321 - 244 "Be Moderate in Your Actions

Chapter 321: Chapter 244 "Be Moderate in Your Actions

Any thought that arises is not unfounded; there must be deeper logic and reasons behind it.

When something is abnormal, there must be something mysterious, and the answer lies in the details.

These were words casually spoken by a university professor during a lecture on cultivation that Zhao Rong remembered from his past life.

Interestingly, he had completely forgotten what the lecture was about or even the subject matter, but it was this casual remark that made a deep impression on him and which he recalled once again now.

Did Qing Jun see Little Little?

This thought that had just surfaced captured all of Zhao Rong’s attention, even though his attempt to break through the "Chong Meridian" had failed and seemed to have complicated the blockage of his meridians; he had no mind to deal with it, let alone the Sword Spirit’s joke about him not lasting three seconds.

Zhao Rong clutched his chest, swallowing down a mouthful of blood, as if he had ingested a ball of ground iron rust.

"Gui, yesterday morning, do you know whether Qing Jun really saw into my Heart Lake, did she... did she use the secret technique to view the glittering waves and clear colors on the surface of the Heart Lake?"

It was now the early hours of the morning. The gaps in the doors and windows let in some cricket chirping, and besides that, in the spacious room, there were also intermittent sounds of labored breathing, equally silent as Zhao Rong’s Heart Lake.

After a moment of silence, Gui simply said, "Your Honor, I hid myself then, I did not see."

Zhao Rong said no more.

He rubbed his face, the thought that had just emerged from above the Heart Lake was just that, a thought, and not necessarily the true answer.

Zhao Rong rubbed his wrinkled brow and sighed softly, thinking quietly.

Where is the inner logic of this thought?

Abnormal, details...

He did not immediately get up but instead sat directly on the cold floor, legs crossed, left arm cradling the right elbow, right hand propping up his chin, frowning silently.

The quiet house, and Gui did not make any more noise to disturb the quiet.

Abnormal...details...abnormal...details...right, the bellyband, Qing Jun’s bellyband.

At a certain moment, Zhao Rong’s eyes flickered slightly, then he suddenly jumped up and staggered towards the inner room, quickly arriving at the front of the bed again, where he took out the carefully hidden pure white silk lotus flower bellyband and stared down at it.

Gui couldn’t restrain himself, "Hey hey, you’re already chilled to the bone, and you still want to warm up?"

Zhao Rong did not reply; after looking at it for a while, he suddenly lowered his head, his nose once again buried in the thin, soft silk.

Warm fragrance filled his nostrils.

Zhao Rong sniffed carefully for a while, then raised his head, his brows furrowing, "Worn or not worn? Did Qing Jun wear it yesterday?"

Gui: "..."

Zhao Rong ignored Gui and lifted his hand to sniff carefully a few more times, then fell into thought.

He was momentarily uncertain if this was still the original scent.

Zhao Rong now wanted to know, whether Qing Jun giving him this intimate garment at Taiching Prefecture was something she had prepared in advance or a spur-of-the-moment decision when she took it off there and then to give to him?

Clarifying this detail could explain all the current issues, including whether she had seen into his Heart Lake, and even what she might have seen inside the Heart Lake, involving Little Little.

Initially, Zhao Rong assumed that Qing Jun had made thorough preparations before coming to see him yesterday, like the Lotus Seed Glutinous Rice Porridge that could boil up the Innate Primordial Qi within his body, and this garment to keep him warm and free of worries through the night—the pure white lotus bellyband.

Zhao Rong thought it was his wife being thoughtful, but now it seemed that giving the bellyband was not thoughtful at all, as Qing Jun, having prepared the lively porridge that could anticipate his concentration on the Chong Meridian Breaking Mirror in the next few days, then why would she give him something that could potentially distract him?

Moreover, it was embarrassing.

It should be noted that Zhao Rong had never mentioned such a request to her before, so why would Qing Jun suddenly decide to give this to him at Taiching Prefecture?

Even considering Qing Jun’s pristine nature, unless he hinted or requested, she would not even think about giving such an intimate garment to her husband as a marital flirtation.

Qing Jun is certainly not like Little Little, who likes reading messy romance books; sometimes the blatant words and strange ideas that unexpectedly pop up, which are pretty aggressive, make Zhao Rong gape in awe, feeling quite inadequate. He then tends to pin Little Little down, discipline her for a while, and once she’s tearfully apologizing, he then interrogates her sternly, demanding to know where she learned it. "You naive girl know so much, I’m really worried..."

The sudden gift of the bellyband was indeed abnormal, and thinking it through, it must have been influenced directly by him; meaning, it was not prepared like the porridge in advance, but a spontaneous decision during their confidential meeting yesterday.

With this in mind, Zhao Rong couldn’t help but bury his nose and sniff carefully at the fragrance on the small silk garment again.

Inside the brow chakra, Gui, seeing this unbridled act, grinded his teeth and said, "Zhao Rong, I really underestimated your limit; I apologize to you. But for heaven’s sake, can you just do this quietly on your own? Don’t drag me into it."

It really couldn’t stand it anymore.

"You’re overthinking it, I... I am handling serious matters."

Gui impatiently replied, "I know you’re handling serious matters; these types of men’s serious matters, who doesn’t know?"

Zhao Rong’s face darkened: "I... "

Gui scoffed, "What about you?"

Zhao Rong’s expression instantly calmed, he nodded seriously and said, "I think the scent is wonderful, what about you? Would you like to smell it too? Oh, sorry, I forgot you’re just a spirit; you can’t smell anything."