Chapter 304: Chapter 234 Qing Jun’s Husband-Taming Technique Chapter 304: Chapter 234 Qing Jun’s Husband-Taming Technique “Qing Jun, ah~”
Lingfei Zhao tilted her head to look at the water outside the pavilion.
The autumn water was shimring, the cool breeze was comforting, she gazed into the distance, the sky clear and spotless.
At this mont, Lingfei Zhao was sitting with dignified grace inside the Elegant Pavilion by the lakeside, on the railing seat facing the water. After hearing the words, she fell silent for a mont before turning to look at the beaming man in front of her.
Zhao Rong stood before Lingfei Zhao with one hand holding a bowl of lotus seed glutinous rice porridge and the other a porcelain spoon, carefully scooping up a spoonful of hot porridge, holding the bowl underneath, and cautiously bringing it to Lingfei Zhao’s mouth.
Zhao Rong, ah, slightly opened his mouth, coaxing her to drink.
Lingfei Zhao glanced outside the pavilion where there were no pedestrians, and then she attentively observed her husband’s smiling face, her eyes clear and bright, and said playfully, “My husband has yet to teach .”
Zhao Rong frowned, his face feigning anger.
“What are you talking about, Qing Jun? My wife is kind and virtuous, with unmatched beauty, indeed a peerless woman in both heaven and earth. She knows propriety and understands the principles; it took eight lifetis of fortune to marry her. There’s no need for any further instruction from her husband, that would be superfluous. It’s more like my wife should teach …”
As he spoke, he gave a slight cough and then quickly asked, “Um, is the porridge still a bit hot? This container keeps the heat quite well.”
Lingfei Zhao smiled faintly, watching him, remaining silent.
Zhao Rong brought the spoon to his lips and blew on it, before bringing it back to Qing Jun’s lips. He glanced at his wife’s rosy lips, tender and moist, like the vibrant petals of an azalea after a spring rain, wondering which flavor of rouge Qing Jun had applied today…
Lingfei Zhao looked at the slightly distracted Zhao Rong, then at the lotus porridge he had carefully blown on. She didn’t imdiately lower her head to eat; instead, she tilted her head and lightly bit her lip, sending a ripple through Zhao Rong’s heart.
“Is there really nothing you wish to teach ?” asked Lingfei Zhao gently. “Speak freely, my husband. I am not unreasonable.”
Indeed, you’re not unreasonable. You’re just a jar of vinegar, without any actual reason.
Zhao Rong’s hand holding the porcelain spoon trembled slightly as he internally lanted. However, upon reflection, Qing Jun had indeed given him ample face in public earlier, obedient and agreeable, even lowering her stance for his sake.
Knowing her, she has pride in her bones, the pride of Taiching’s Tranquility Mansion. What of the commotion earlier at East Fence Small House, the breaking of the formation? If she wished to break it, then so be it. Qing Jun is a sword cultivator with a pure heart and fearless dedication, and with a reason to draw her sword, the breaking was justified.
Yet, to accommodate her husband’s worries and to cooperate with his way of handling the matter, she silently and without hesitation played along with him in a good cop, bad cop routine, taking the initiative to step back and apologize to other won.
Zhao Rong, feeling the continuous warmth from the bowl in his hand, felt a warmth in his heart. So what if Qing Jun was being a little capricious and sharp with him in private? A little cajoling would do. Won need to be cajoled, especially a woman like Qing Jun; with a bit of cajoling, anything might be possible.
Zhao Rong raised his eyes to et those of Lingfei Zhao, who was looking at him askance. He gave a gentle smile and sincerely said:
“Qing Jun, you did nothing wrong, there’s nothing for your husband to teach. Earlier was just a temporary asure. That Yu Huaijin is sowhat complicated; we might as well give her a way out to avoid lingering resentnt. However, you drew your sword for , and in the end, you were the one wronged for my sake. I truly feel remorse and guilt in my heart.”
Zhao Rong again lowered his head and blew on the porridge, his expression focused.
Lingfei Zhao watched, as the gentle Rong’er fed her porridge, her eyes softly lowered, “I am not wronged.”
After speaking, Lingfei Zhao slightly opened her mouth, lifted her chin, and took a bite of the lotus seed porridge Zhao Rong had brought to her lips, her eyes shaping like crescent moons.
“It’s very sweet.”
She looked at Zhao Rong and sweetly called out.
Zhao Rong was taken aback for a mont, then a frown gathered between his brows, “It tasted just right to . Qing Jun, you don’t like it?”
His voice carried concern as he looked around, his gaze lingering slightly on the forest by the lake to the right, and then his eyes lit up.
“I’ll go fetch so spring water, add a bit to it, to dilute the sweetness.”
Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Rong, holding the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, turned to go to the spring.
However, in the next mont, he paused because soone had already grabbed him.
“Don’t go,” Lingfei Zhao held onto the hem of his clothing with both hands, “I didn’t say I didn’t like the sweetness, silly.”
As she spoke, she turned her gaze out of the pavilion, not looking at him.
“Oh,” Zhao Rong nodded, then laughed as he scooped up another spoonful of hot porridge, bringing it to Qing Jun’s mouth again.
Just then, the Tranquility that had been swinging on Lingfei Zhao’s step-shaking suddenly stopped swaying. The purple tassels among the rosy clouds reverted to the form of a little girl, with her tiny arms stretching towards Zhao Rong as if swimming, and the little girl’s mouth even made so cooing sounds.
Zhao Rong glanced at the Tranquility who was begging for porridge with her spoilt behavior, then pulled back his attention and ignored the “silly daughter,” continuing to attend to her mother.
Such a fuss over so damned porridge…
However, it seed that Tranquility had long seen through her “gender-biased” father and turned instead to her mother, affectionately nestling against her cheek, and with her little purple hands, she brushed a few strands of hanging black hair for Lingfei Zhao.
Lingfei Zhao’s eyelids lifted slightly as she glanced at Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong coughed twice, and after feeding her another spoonful of porridge, he then scooped a small spoonful for the inquisitive Tranquility to taste.
Tranquility held the spoon with her small hands, buried her face and took a bite, smacking her lips a few tis, then imdiately shook her head and wrapped her arms around Zhao Rong’s spoon handle, cooing with delight.
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