i have a sword fairy

Concubine Zhao Ling's brows that had just been stretched slightly frowned again.

But before she could react, the man next to the table who seemed to be staring at her, which annoyed her, sat down on the table next to him.

It seems that he is not leaving.

Zhao Lingfei's pretty face was cold, she turned her head suddenly, her eyes were indifferent.

The man's eyes are warm and moist, and the corners of his mouth are raised.

Zhao Rong met her gaze with a smile.

Concubine Zhao Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and this extremely familiar face was reflected in her clear eyes.

Like a pool of clear water, it finally embraces the bright moon in its arms.

And the moon in the water is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of her is... her sweetheart.

In the corner of the Four Seasons Hall, there is a pair of childhood sweethearts with four eyes facing each other.

The lectures in the front continued, but the small corner in the back belonged to the world of Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling.

Well, strictly speaking, they are not counted as two people, because...a special student was worried that another special student would cause trouble, so he followed them to the back row. I found a place to sit down...

But at this moment, the two of them didn't pay any attention to Fan Yushu.

Zhao Rong smiled brightly, and blinked at Concubine Zhao Ling with a smug expression.

Xiao Qingjun, let me find you, right?So what about hiding in the Taiqing Mansion at the ends of the earth?

The mountains and the sea can be leveled.

Concubine Zhao Ling tried her best to keep a cold face, but the person she missed day and night was right in front of her eyes, so she still couldn't keep her pretty face.Her eyes wandered a little.

At this time, seeing Zhao Rong's frowning look, she immediately stared beautifully, but then realized that she was flirting, and she was still "investigating" him...

Concubine Zhao Ling took a breath, and immediately restrained her expression, turned her head and continued to bow her head, reading the book seriously.

Seeing that Qing Jun ignored him, Zhao Rong coughed lightly, turned his head and looked around, ignoring the staring eyes of a certain special student that were bigger than copper bells.

He found that Mr. Yan on the apricot platform was drinking tea and taking a break, not paying attention to the bottom, while the students in the front row were covering their heads and doing the questions, and even many students were asking the brothers and sisters of the academy beside them.

Zhao Rong turned his head, looked at Concubine Zhao Ling who was biting her lip and staring at the white paper "seriously" doing the question, and raised her eyebrows.

He moved the case in front of him to Concubine Zhao Ling.

Immediately.

The two tables of the two were joined together.

Zhao Rong rubbed his knees to the left, and kneeled down beside Concubine Zhao Ling with a smile.

Very close very close.

Concubine Zhao Ling moved to the left without raising her head, followed by Zhao Rong.

She moved again, but he still followed.

Even closer, I could already feel his warmth.

Concubine Zhao Ling suffocated slightly.

The side has reached the edge of the table and cannot be moved anymore.

She turned her head suddenly, her beautiful eyes glared at Zhao Rong with an extremely disgusted expression.

Zhao Rong smiled warmly.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared for a while, but the man's gentle gaze was like poison, and she was the first to lose.

For some reason, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly felt a little wronged, she lightly sucked her nose, turned her head, and stopped looking at Zhao Rong, her eyes were fixed on the untouched white paper on the table.

Seeing Concubine Zhao Ling's inexplicable eyes, Zhao Rong felt a sudden pain in his heart, and carefully observed Concubine Zhao Ling's expression.

He crossed his hands, propped himself on the table, tilted his head to look at Concubine Zhao Ling's profile, and then looked at the thoughtful question on the table.

"Fool, it's like this..."

Zhao Rong involuntarily took the pen from Concubine Zhao Ling's hand, her warmth and fragrance still remained on the pen holder, his heart fluttered, but then he wrote down the pen lightly, and told Concubine Zhao Ling this essential question in a soft voice.

Concubine Zhao Ling had no expression on her face, her eyes were fixed on the white paper written by Zhao Rong, she listened to his explanation, she didn't speak, and let him speak.

a moment.

She secretly glanced at Zhao Rong's serious profile.

The two were a little close, so the tip of their noses occasionally passed each other's breath.

Warm and itchy.

Time passed by minute by minute.

"...Okay, that's it, fool, do you understand, why don't I say it again." Zhao Rong turned his head and said, staring at Concubine Zhao Ling seriously.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared at the white paper and nodded without looking at him.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, what does it mean to nod?Do you understand, or do you want to talk again if you don’t understand?

But before he asked again.

Mr. Yan, who was on the apricot platform in front of him, announced the dismissal of get out of class loudly.

The house full of students got up one after another, and the Four Seasons Hall became lively in an instant.

Seeing this, Concubine Zhao Ling hurriedly stood up, folded and put away the rice paper filled with Zhao Rong's words, and ran away in a hurry before many people paid attention to this side.

Zhao Rong looked at her with a chuckle, and instead of chasing her, he watched her go.

Just when her figure was about to disappear, Zhao Rong suddenly remembered something and shouted:

"Qingjun, I wrote you a... love letter, and it's at the concierge of your abode!"

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded like a flustered deer, and disappeared into the forest.

Chapter 168 I want to know you

Zhao Rong's shout attracted many people to turn their heads.

It's just that get out of class was just over at this time, and the Four Seasons Hall was very noisy, and the crowd dispersed, and the "Qing Jun" was heard by no one, so it was unknown that it was Zhao Lingfei's boudoir name. The blue lotus under the moon just now listened to the class together.

However, someone still saw it.

Zhao Rong reluctantly withdrew his gaze. He was looking at the beautiful figure of the "fearful deer" from behind, so he couldn't see whether she nodded or not. He couldn't help but feel a little worried. He wanted to chase after him again, but he didn't know if he was in a hurry. , then give up.

At this moment, a figure rushed to Zhao Rong's side and locked his throat.

"You, you, you really know Concubine Zhao Ling?"

Fan Yushu's powdered handsome face still had some disbelief, even if everything he observed with staring eyes just now proved this point.

With this gust of fragrant wind, Zhao Rong pushed Fan Yushu's hand away in disgust, and said, "Didn't I tell you, Qingjun, um, Lingfei is my wife..."

He blinked, "Three matchmakers and six hires, and the bright matchmaker is marrying, can there be a fake? How about showing you the marriage certificate?"

Zhao Rong didn't elaborate on who was "marrying" whom, ahem, is this important?unimportant!

Fan Yushu nodded seriously and said, "Okay, show me."

"Fuck off."

……

Concubine Zhao Ling hurriedly trotted for a while, and saw that the bamboo horse behind who hadn't felt it before, but now became more and more "shameless" didn't chase after her, so she recovered slowly and breathed a sigh of relief.

After a few moments of silence, Concubine Zhao Ling narrowed her Qiushui long eyes slightly, turned her head, and looked behind no one.

She suddenly had some secret annoyances in her heart, and then she was worried about gains and losses...

Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head lightly a few times, her chest heaved for a while, and her expression gradually returned to her usual calm and desolate expression.

It's just that the pink cheeks in the white still can't fade for a long time.

It caused some passing students to secretly look sideways.

Concubine Zhao Ling glanced her clear eyes casually, and the men who were peeking dodged their eyes one after another.

She didn't care, because at this moment, the words that the person said before parting were still echoing repeatedly on her heart.

Why did he become a student of Lin Lu Academy, and he came to Taiqing Mansion with a gentleman from the academy... It made him so anxious before, really, running around, but... it's also very good, it's for taking the initiative come find me...

Brother Rong looks pretty good in student clothes, and he's more energetic. Well, he was actually good-looking before, but he just keeps a straight face to me every day. Now... um, he has a hippie smiling face, and he's not a proper person, and... also makes people Hate……

Also, why did Brother Rong's handwriting change?It's different from when I was a child... Could it be Uncle Bai's pot of wine... There are many things that are different, has he experienced many things in these years... No, I can't talk to him now...

Letter, letter, his letter to me, my letter...

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes were bright, and with two small white hands hidden under her sleeves, she caressed the rough rice paper covered with a certain character, and walked lightly towards Nanci Jingshe.

About half an hour later.

Concubine Zhao Ling came to the door of Nanci Jingshe. At this time, she had recovered her previous look.

Concubine Zhao Ling stopped in front of the table, and politely said to a female official with a high bun who had stood up to greet her:

"Hello, do you have my letter?"

The voice is cool.

The female officer in a high bun sighed slightly, "Miss Zhao, I still haven't received the letter you ordered today."

This Miss Zhao has been asking every day for the past few days, and she doesn't know what the letter is that makes her so reluctant to let go...

Concubine Zhao Ling bit her lips and said, "No, it's not that, it's... Well, you can give me all the letters you sent me."

The female official with a high bun was slightly stunned, and couldn't help taking another look at Concubine Zhao Ling, feeling a little different from before. This cold-tempered Fairy Zhao is asking for love letters from those men?

She cleared her throat, feeling strange, but didn't think much about it, "Okay, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, the female officer Gaoji took out seven brocade boxes one by one, all of which had the words "Qinglianxuan" written on them.

Concubine Zhao Ling waved her sleeves and put it in the Sumeru, without saying anything, she turned her head and entered the Nanci Jingshe.

Walking briskly, he disappeared from everyone's sight in a short while.

Seeing this, several female officials looked at each other in blank dismay.

……

This is a sober and elegant house.

look around.

The tables and chairs carved from high-quality red sandalwood are engraved with a variety of delicate patterns, and the delicate and gentle feeling of belonging to the daughter's family circulates everywhere.

The faint sandalwood fragrance and a kind of sweet fragrance that belongs to women are quietly floating in the room.

Inside the house, specks of sunlight shine through the hollowed-out tallow windows.

In the southeast corner is an exquisite couch covered and hidden by a blue and white curtain, with tassels swaying gently in the wind.

Next to the couch is a mahogany dressing table with a rhombic bronze mirror, located under the south window.

This is a woman's private boudoir, which is fresh and comfortable as a whole, but apart from some necessary things, there are not many interesting things in the secular women's boudoir. Overall, the owner of the private boudoir looks clean and elegant, simple and indifferent.

at this time.

A woman pushed open the door and entered.

She was dressed in white with curly hair, and her eyes were lonely and cold, but the hazel tear mole under her long eyes gave people a sense of tenderness and tenderness.

At first glance, people will sigh, what an ethereal and beautiful fairy.

After Zhao Lingfei entered the room, she still stood at the door, closed the two doors with her back, leaned against the door with her back, gasped slightly, and calmed down for a while.

She glanced left and right at the empty boudoir with agile eyes, then leaned against the door and raised her head slightly, her eyes flickering.

I don't know what to think.

The woman was so quiet for a while.

At a certain moment, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, forming a shallow arc, which immediately lit up this elegant and simple boudoir.

This situation, this moment, is so beautiful.

It is the most moving color in this room.

Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her head and smiled slightly. After thinking about it for a while, the corners of her mouth became even more curved.