As expected, the high blood pressure scene where the pickled radish fell on the skirt material of the junior junior sister did not appear.

Mainly because my junior sister is too steady.

During a morning meal, Ouyang Rong felt a little regretful that he didn't have the same atmosphere as before.

What was the atmosphere like before?

It was an atmosphere of competition between the junior sister and him over the pickled radishes.

And today's junior sister is so ladylike and gentle.

Ouyang Rong felt a little uncomfortable eating.

But what else can I say besides lamenting that my junior sister has grown up?

The two of them arrived late. By the time they left the Zaozhaiyuan and walked towards the main hall of Donglin Temple, there were already a large number of pilgrims gathered in every side hall or incense burner in the temple.

Looking around, there are moving heads everywhere.

There are common people who burn incense and worship Buddha, there are crazy men and women who long for marriage, and there are also ladies of distinguished guests who wish to fulfill their wishes.

It was also the first time for Ouyang Rong to see such a lively Donglin Temple.

However, it can be seen from the accent that there are many visitors from out of town. Thanks to Longcheng County's rapid recovery from the flood, the number of visitors from out of town has quickly recovered.

Maybe it's because Xie Lingjiang is too dazzling, or maybe it's because today is a marriage temple fair, an alternative version, holding a hammer in your hand and seeing whoever is a nail.

Brother and sister Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang walked side by side in the ancient and solemn palace, attracting the attention of many pilgrims in the crowd.

After all, who wouldn’t want to see more of a talented man, a beautiful woman, a talented man and a beautiful woman?

Ouyang Rong was fine, but from the corner of his eye he noticed that his junior sister's movements were a little awkward, so he immediately turned around and said thoughtfully:

"Let's go, change the way, don't take the main entrance."

Xie Lingjiang was stunned. Her senior brother, who was not taking the usual path, had already taken the lead to leave, so she had no choice but to follow him step by step.

Ouyang Rong took Xie Lingjiang along a side hall path with less traffic.

He had been recuperating in bed at Donglin Temple before, and it was not in vain. After all, it was the first place he saw when he opened his eyes, so he was inevitably curious to explore. He was quite familiar with the road to the temple.

"Junior sister, look at that pool. There is an old tortoise in it. It lies on the steps to bask in the sun every morning."

Ouyang Rong walked up and down, stopping somewhere from time to time and looking back with a smile:

"You know Xiufa, he is the little monk at the door just now. He feeds this bastard every day, but I am thinking that this old bastard may have eaten more food than him.

"But this pool seems to be called the Spirit Turtle Wishing Pond. I don't know if it's a wishing pond, but it can defraud many pilgrims of their coins during the holidays. This old bastard actually makes more than most of the monks in the temple."

Xie Lingjiang looked at the back of his senior brother who was striding in front and laughing.

Like a kite that has lost its string under the blue sky.

She looked up, longing, and unconsciously stood on tiptoes, trying to pull him back.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly asked:

"Big brother."

"Um?"

"Aren't you curious about the thing that your hand touched just now?"

Seeing Ouyang Rong turning his head in confusion, by the pool in the sunshine, the noble lady of the Xie family averted her eyes and looked away.

Ouyang Rong recalled the hard touch on the back of his hand when he was tying his skirt in the carriage.

He said calmly: "Can you tell me this?"

Xie Lingjiang snorted: "I can't say it, why should I mention it."

Aren't you afraid that you won't treat your senior brother as an outsider... Ouyang Rong complained in his heart and nodded seriously:

"Then... what exactly is it, and why is it placed under... my skirt?"

Although she took the initiative, Xie Lingjiang's face could not help but turn a little pink. She carefully looked around, turned around, and walked towards a deserted alley nearby.

Xie Lingjiang lowered his head and whispered softly: "Turn your back and stay outside."

Ouyang Rong was stunned.

But I did it anyway.

I couldn't help but mutter in my heart, is the junior sister trying to take out the thing under her skirt? But... what on earth is this thing? You can just take it out and show it to him?

However, when I think about the fact that my junior sister is a lady with incredible strength, she is not the kind of coy little daughter, so wearing a skirt today is unprecedented.

Ouyang Rong was relieved when he thought of this.

"Okay, you... turn around and come in."

Ouyang Rong hesitated for a moment, then turned his head slightly and found that his junior sister was still dressed neatly.

It's just that she was holding something in her arms, and at the same time, the originally knotted skirt underneath her body had been untied.

A bit meandering to the ground.

Seeing the figure of the senior brother at the entrance of the alley, hesitating and shrinking, he seemed to move in reluctantly.

Xie Lingjiang took a deep breath as the fabric where he restrained the rabbit suddenly undulated.

She curled her lips and sneered: "Eldest brother, can you even guard against a gentleman?"

"No, no." Ouyang Rong shook his head hurriedly: "What are your orders, junior sister?"

Xie Ling Jiang Ou supported the wall with her arms and looked up at the sky. She glanced at him secretly from the corner of her eye and said:

"I don't know how to tie that knot of yours. Could you please help me, Senior Brother?"

It turns out that this is the case, simple.

Ouyang Rong nodded, walked over, bent down and squatted, grabbed the hem of the skirt, and tied it skillfully.

At the same time, he babbled:

"Look, this is called a bow tie. It's tied like this...cross it from left to right and pull it hard...next time, you can do it yourself."

"Yeah, yeah."

Xie Lingjiang seemed to respond unconsciously.

Ouyang Rong didn't know whether she heard it or not.

However, I don't know whether it was because the junior sister stood tall and straight, or because she deliberately raised her legs in cooperation.

In addition to the unique fragrance under the junior sister's skirt, Ouyang Rong also caught a glimpse of the dazzling white skin from the corner of his eye.

It is a small smooth calf with a well-proportioned arc.

A certain senior brother's heart suddenly shook, but he suppressed it immediately.

Heartfelt sins.

The skirt is re-tied with a bow.

Ouyang Rong stood up and clapped his hands.

The next second, a knife that had been squeezed between Xie Lingjiang's broad chest for a long time was thrown towards him.

"This is……"

Ouyang Rong subconsciously reached out to catch it and blurted out his question:

"What's the purpose of hiding a knife under my skirt, little junior sister..."

Halfway through the question, he paused and realized that this was nonsense.

To hide a knife, of course it’s the person who wants the knife... right?

Ouyang Rong raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Lingjiang, who was silent and looked a little shy.

He was no longer surprised. When he was dressed as a man, his junior sister often wore a crown and a sword. The latter was a gentleman's weapon.

I am wearing a slender lady's dress today, and it is definitely not convenient to wear a sword around my waist.

It makes sense to hide a short knife on the leg under the skirt, but the junior sister is really good at hiding it.

However, this short sword... is quite exquisite and unique, and it looks very valuable at first glance.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and looked at it curiously.

This short knife under the little junior sister's skirt,

The handle of the knife is made of white jade, which is white and delicate, clear and oily.

The scabbard is made of white sandalwood and embossed with floral patterns on brocade.

The white jade and white sandalwood are inlaid with gold patterns.

At first glance, you will feel that it is noble and auspicious, and it looks like an object from a royal family rather than an ordinary folk item.

Ouyang Rong looked a little surprised and played with the jade target white sandalwood knife in his hand.

I don’t know if it was kept close to me for a long time.
To be continued...