Song Yizhi could not promise Rong Yueyuan that she would not be hurt in the future. She could only wrap her arms around the man and comfort him with her actions.
Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and touched Song Yizhi's head without saying anything.
There was nothing he could do to stop Song Yizhi. He could only watch her struggle and practice silently.
He can support her when she encounters dangers she cannot handle, and heal her when she is injured, but other than that, there seems to be nothing else he can do.
Song Yizhi huddled in Rong Yueyuan's arms, and his whole body was surrounded by a warm atmosphere.
"Fifth Elder." Song Yizhi's soft voice sounded.
Rong Yueyuan responded, then looked down at the little girl in his arms, "What's wrong?"
"Don't think that I am so fragile. I am not a porcelain doll." Song Yizhi raised his head, his beautiful peach blossom eyes full of seriousness.
"I know." Rong Yueyuan's voice was gentle, "I know you are tough, but this does not conflict with me not wanting you to get hurt."
Song Yizhi buried his head in Rong Yueyuan's chest and said with a loud voice, "Rong Yueyuan, why are you so nice to me?"
Rong Yueyuan couldn't help laughing when he heard his wife's muffled inquiry.
This magnetic and slightly deep laughter made Song Yizhi gradually feel uncomfortable.
"Zhizhi, you are my wife. If I don't treat you well, who will I treat well?" Rong Yueyuan wrapped his arms around Song Yizhi, and his tall body completely enveloped the petite person.
This rather formal title came out of Rong Yueyuan's mouth, but he said it with a more affectionate meaning.
Song Yizhi's ears felt slightly warm, and she raised her head and looked at Rong Yueyuan.
The smooth and distinct jawline looked very cold, but when the man looked down, the tenderness in his eyes almost neutralized the coldness.
"Then what if..." Song Yizhi didn't say anything, but Rong Yueyuan raised his hand to cover his mouth.
Rong Yueyuan obviously guessed what Song Yizhi was going to say, and he looked a little helpless, "There will be no one else but you, and if you don't want to be my Taoist companion, it only means that I haven't done a good enough job. "
Song Yizhi stretched out his hand to take down Rong Yueyuan's hand and said seriously, "You did a good job."
"So you are my Taoist companion now." Rong Yueyuan's eyebrows were soft, and his gentle voice was filled with a smile.
"..." Song Yizhi was stunned for a moment and then laughed.
The fifth elder has learned bad things and knows how to use clichés.
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The next day.
When Song Yizhi woke up, he found that there was more cold power in his body.
Seeing that the sky outside was still a little dark, Song Yizhi was not in a hurry to get up. She turned her head and looked to the side.
The man who was resting with his hair loose and his eyes closed looked even gentler. Perhaps the people around him made him feel at ease, and his overall state seemed very relaxed.
Song Yizhi looked at it for a while, then closed his eyes to get familiar with this power.
Compared with the previous two forces, this current one is too overbearing, and it will take some time to master it skillfully.
When Song Yizhi opened his eyes again, it was already bright outside.
When she was about to get up, her arms around her waist were retracted.
Song Yizhi's elbows softened, and then he lay on Rong Yueyuan's body, and the black hair behind him poured out.
"What?" Song Yizhi put his hands on Rong Yueyuan's chest, straightened his body slightly and looked at the man who had opened his eyes at some point.
Rong Yueyuan glanced sideways at the sky outside the window, and then looked at Song Yizhi lying on his body, "It's still early."
Hearing this, Song Yizhi was speechless, "Fifth Elder, you have changed."
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi quietly.
"If this were the case before, you would have wanted to drag me up at midnight for morning exercises." Song Yizhi joked.
Rong Yueyuan looked at his wife steadily, "You used to practice for only one hour a day."
Compared with those disciples who have to get up at the beginning of the day to practice, she only needs to spend an hour practicing swordsmanship in a day, which is very, very easy.
Song Yizhi smiled slightly guiltily.
There's no way to argue with that.
"Also, I have never disturbed your sleep, except when you go to the academy." Rong Yueyuan added.
Song Yizhi snorted, and then said unreasonably, "Do you know that getting up early is very important to me!"
"Not anymore." Rong Yueyuan said calmly, "Would you like to sleep a little longer?"
"No." Song Yizhi sighed, "Let's deal with the matter first."
Sleeping in is also time-consuming. If something happens, you can't sleep. It's not okay if you miss something.
Rong Yueyuan responded.
Seeing the arm still hanging on his waist, Song Yizhi seemed to realize something.
"Fifth Elder, you don't want me to go?" Those beautiful peach blossom eyes were bent, looking a little wilted.
Rong Yueyuan, who guessed his thoughts, responded.
"Don't worry." Song Yizhi said softly, and then asked, "Are you going to stay at the inn next?"
"Yeah." Rong Yueyuan said, "It's not time for me to take action yet. I'll practice some practice at this time."
Song Yizhi couldn't help but click her tongue twice. After taking away the hand on her waist, she got up to dress and wash herself.
After leaving the inn, Song Yizhi wrapped himself in a cloak and walked towards the Ecstasy Cave.
After Song Yizhi came out of the Ecstasy Cave, the night was already deep, and the scent of incense on her body became even stronger.
Back at the inn, Song Yizhi and Bei Xianyue had another quarrel.
In the next few days, Song Yizhi and Bei Xianyue gradually went from having a heated argument to having nothing to say.
Since there was a complete stalemate between them, Song Yizhi spent more and more time in the Ecstasy.
Ecstasy Cave, elegant room.
Song Yizhi was leaning on the beauty's couch with a wine glass in her hands. Her eyes were blurred, and she smelled of alcohol mixed with incense. The fragrance made people's blood boil.
After dealing with a group of guests, Ziwei walked into the private room with a few waiters. Seeing Song Yizhi thinking about himself, she winked at the waiters.
However, before the waiter could step up, the wine glass in Song Yizhi's hand was thrown at him.
"Miss Ziwei." Song Yizhi shook his head to suppress the alcohol, and his drunken voice sounded cold and stern, "What are you going to do?"
Looking at Song Yizhi, who was strong on the outside and fucked on the inside, Ziwei was not afraid at all. She walked up to him gracefully, then bent down and sat down on the soft couch.
Ziwei pointed her slender fingers at the waiters at the door, and said in a very gentle voice, "Miss Song, take a look, do you like any of them?"
Song Yizhi reached out and pinched Ziwei's neck.
When the waiters at the door saw this, their expressions changed immediately and they wanted to rush to save Ziwei, but they were stopped by Ziwei's gesture.
"Song, cough...what is Miss Song going to do?" Ziwei pretended to be having trouble breathing.
How much strength could a useless and drunk Song Yizhi have? Not to mention strangling Ziwei to death, it was unlikely that he could even pinch Ziwei until she had difficulty breathing.
"I told you, I have a Taoist companion." Song Yizhi's tone was cold.
Ziwei smiled and said, "You don't like that person, what? You still want to protect yourself like a jade for him?"
"Keep your body like a jade?" Song Yizhi laughed so hard that she almost burst into tears, "Is he worthy?!"
"Then what do you want?" Ziwei lowered her head and glanced at the hand still hidden around her neck, then chuckled, "Miss Song really doesn't mean what she means."
Song Yizhi took back his hand and said coldly, "He is my only supporter. I am not stupid enough to push him out."
Ziwei understood immediately.
That man was eaten to death by Song Yizhi. He definitely couldn't control Song Yizhi from visiting these places, but not letting Song Yizhi and other men mess around was his final bottom line.
If Song Yizhi only had such a backer, how could she do anything random?
Now it seems that she really only has this one backer.
In this way, everything will be much easier to handle.
(End of chapter)
