i have a sword fairy

Just not for long.

Sushou sneaked past again...

Concubine Zhao Ling burst out laughing, as if she was also amused by her silly behavior.

She smiled like a flower, narrowed her beautiful eyes, picked up Zhao Rong's love letter, and pressed it to her chest with both hands.

The woman stared blankly at the front, which was an empty boudoir, and she repeatedly murmured: "I want to get to know you, I want to get to know you...I also... want to get to know you..."

However, she didn't know when, she gradually stopped talking, and the smile on her face also disappeared.

And when she wasn't smiling, her pretty face was cold.

Concubine Zhao Ling bit her lower lip, staring straight at another love letter on the desk.

Some dusty memories came flooding back.

First love letter, I went back, but you left.

The second love letter, you want to know me...is it true?

Or... are you trying to trick me back again?

She paled.

The love letter on the chest was pressed harder and harder.

sink in.

From then on, just like this, the woman's mind was like the clouds in the sky outside the window, suddenly clear and dark.

……

Zhao Rong didn't know that one of his love poems made Qingjun give birth to so many girls' thoughts.

After attending class with Concubine Zhao Ling for the first time, he went back in a good mood, and even looked at Fan Yushu feeling much more pleasing to the eye.

At night, Zhao Rong tossed and turned, his mind was full of Qing Jun's beautiful image.

When she was attending classes in Four Seasons Hall, she ignored his cold side face.

When he was stalking and bullying her, her almond eyes widened with anger.

After class, the figure who fled in a hurry...

Zhao Rong couldn't wait for Mr. Yan's class tomorrow morning.

But the night was deep and quiet, and he couldn't fall asleep. He whispered a few words, but there was no response.

A few days ago, after he entered the academy, Gui told him that he was going to sleep for a while. These days, he would call it every day to see if it woke up.

No one chatted late at night, and Zhao Rong gradually fell asleep.

The next morning.

Zhao Rong happily ran to the Four Seasons Hall.

He had been looking forward to it since the beginning of the get out of class, but Zhao Rong still didn't find that beautiful figure in class until Mr. Yan withdrew and dismissed the class.

Qingjun did not come.

Zhao Rong frowned.

When I went to Nanci Jingshe with Fan Yushu to breathe fresh air in the morning, I asked, and all the love letters have been taken away. Logically, Qingjun should have received the love poems he wrote.

Why didn't you come...

Do you want to stop waiting and see the next lesson the day after tomorrow?

Zhao Rong shook his head, no, I can't wait any longer, I have to act immediately.

If she doesn't come, it means that the "licking" is not strong enough.

Hurt Qingjun too deeply at the beginning, it is estimated that she still has some lingering fears, and dare not take the initiative to approach him.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly.

Although Qing Jun looks cold and self-improving on the surface, she is stronger than men, but she was not like this when she was a child.

Although her mother died young, there is still his mother, Aunt Liu, who takes care of her, so she does not lack maternal love.

However, the absence of her father since she was a child made her feel insecure, and she had a certain complex, longing to be protected by a heavy man with a sense of responsibility.

That's why Qing Jun relied on him so much when he was a child. He not only regarded him as his childhood sweetheart's elder brother, but also devoted all his fantasies of fatherly love and all his emotions towards men to him.

Later, as she grew up, Zhao Rong gradually alienated her, and she practiced outside for many years, so she became cold and self-reliant, but this was just Qing Jun's protective look.

Deep in her heart, she should still be the same as when she was a child, living a romantic but fragile little girl...

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, feeling a little distressed.

She is his wife.

Since a love poem doesn't work, let's do it again!

But have to change it...

Just do it.

In the next few days, Zhao Rong got up early every day to send a love letter to Nanci Jingshe, listened carefully to the lectures during the day, and went back to the residence to review his homework at night. After that, he carefully prepared the love letter for tomorrow, practiced, and fell asleep.

For those love letters sent out, Zhao Rong is confident that no woman can bear too much.

but……

After a few days, Concubine Zhao Ling still didn't come to the Four Seasons Hall, which is a bit difficult.

Cough cough, it's no surprise that she is the wife of Zhao Rong and Zhao Ziyu, she is really not an ordinary woman...

So Zhao Rong adjusted his plan, not only to deliver letters every morning, but also at noon and evening, three times a day, launching a fierce "offensive" against his sword fairy lady.

I don't believe it, this can't stop you...

In this way, a few days passed.

This morning.

Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu once again joined hands to breathe fresh air.

Fan Yushu yawned and glanced at the calm Zhao Rong.

Not long ago, after learning that Zhao Rong was really the husband of Concubine Zhao Ling, I thought that they would not send love letters together again, but I didn't expect that Zhao Rong would fall out with the other party just like him, and they let them hang out...

Fan Yushu felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

However, when he thought that Zhao Rong's wife was actually Concubine Zhao Ling, he still felt a little dazed.

He had heard of this name a long time ago when he was in the family, but he never expected that not long after he came to the academy, a random classmate he met was Concubine Zhao Ling's husband. Are all the students of Linlu Academy so fierce this year?

Fan Yushu looked sideways at his companion again.

The clothes are simple, the face is correct, and the pair of star eyes are very powerful, but the overall appearance is ordinary, and it cannot be remembered at first sight.

It should be a person of cultivation, but it seems that his cultivation has not yet reached the Fuyao state.

On weekdays, I see that he is good at nourishing his energy, and his face is usually calm when encountering problems, and he can naturally talk well when he enters the academy. However, among the many disciples under Mr. Yan, his performance is not outstanding. Neither brilliant nor vulgar.

But...he is the husband of Concubine Zhao Ling, the heavenly daughter of the Taiqing Mansion...

"Does it look good?"

Zhao Rong said softly.

Only then did Fan Yushu realize that he seemed to be staring at it for a long time, coughed lightly, turned his eyes away, and then changed the subject:

"Well, Ziyu, I see that you hand in three love letters every day, uh, isn't that too much?"

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows lightly.

Fan Yushu turned his head, as if he had come here, and spoke earnestly.

"Ziyu, the most important thing about love letters is to craft them carefully and write beautiful, sentimental and literary sentences. Women like this, instead of making crude ones. Write something I miss you so much, I like it so much With vulgar and plain words like yours, we should win with quality instead of blindly pursuing quantity, Tzuyu is making a fool of himself."

Zhao Rong turned his head and glanced at Fan Yushu, nodded, thought for a while, and complimented him wittily, "Brother Yushu, what's your trick?"

Fan Yushu cleared his throat and finally waited for this sentence. He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he took out a book with no words on the cover like a treasure, and gestured to Zhao Rong.

"Ziyu, I just told you because I think you and I hit it off. Don't spread it around and let others learn it secretly."

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, but he put it down again, continuing to nod with a serious expression.

He has seen this book many times. Fan Yushu would read this book every time he wrote a love letter.

Seeing this, Fan Yushu nodded in satisfaction, a child can be taught.

He coughed, and handed over his hands cautiously.

Zhao Rong took it, and opened the first page to have a look.

"One Hundred Love Letters from Talented Scholars Who Let Fairies Fall"

He raised his brows gradually and flipped through it.

It was different from Zhao Rong's imagination.

What is written in this book are all gorgeous and tedious profound sentences, isn’t it about a love letter... Wait, hey, this seems to be a love story, but it’s going around and around, with twists and turns, who can understand it? ?

However, the literary talent is good, but are you sure this is a love letter for the fairy?And not for old pedants?

Hey, what word is this? It's so uncommon. Go back and look it up...

Zhao Rong looked at it for a while, and was a little dizzy, but he could understand it roughly, but this must be a Confucian scholar who has specially studied it. Your writing is so profound, and you have a strong sense of style, but...

Zhao Rong nodded sincerely, "Brother Yushu, I admire you."

"Where is this? This is the love letter that we Confucian scholars should write. Do you want to take it to observe for a few days and copy a few sentences?"

"I didn't expect it to be a book read by educated people... If it's nothing, it's good that Xiaosheng doesn't take advantage of others. Brother Yushu, please put it away."

Fan Yushu put it away complacently, with the love letter he was going to deliver today in his sleeve, and he walked happily.

He had been rewriting all night yesterday, and he had a sudden inspiration in the middle of the night. He hid a lot of metaphors between the lines, such as homonyms, such as wonderful allusions, and even hidden heads... Lanzhi will definitely smile...

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing, and suddenly worried about the education level of that girl Ye who had never masked her face.

In other words, can she really understand...

Not long after, Zhao Rong and Zhao Rong came to Nanci Jingshe again.

1 Seventy Chapters Ye Lanzhi

early morning.

At the gate of Nanci Jingshefang, unlike usual, there was no one there.

Only three female officials were on duty in front of the gate.

There were several melodious morning bells ringing in the distance.

Today is the first day of the first month, and all the four prefectures of the Taiqing Mansion have a monthly morning meeting. Students from the four prefectures must attend if they have nothing important to do.

Not long after, many female students returned to Nanci Jingshe one after another.

More and more people came in.

At this moment, a group of people were slowly walking in front of them, seven female students returning together.

The seven women are Chunlan Qiuju.

Bystanders look at it, they are all pleasing to the eye.

However, most of the passers-by will unconsciously glance at the most marginal female student among this group of women, who is dressed in ordinary Xiaoyaofu white clothes and has a mole of tears in her left eye.

Because she is Concubine Zhao Ling.

And just not long ago, under the envious eyes of everyone, he climbed up to the high platform step by step, and took over from the deputy palace master the award of the first-class student in the Haoran Realm in this season's Qingyuntai Grand Competition, and the super-standard mansion. The birth month gives spiritual resources.

Most of the seven female students were laughing and talking, only Zhao Lingfei walked quietly aside, listening to the conversation of her companions, and staring at the door of Nanci Jingshe Fang, who was getting closer and closer, wondering what she was thinking .

Most of the seven girls are from Xiaoyao Prefecture, but there is also a [-]-year-old girl who wears the uniform of Fuyao Prefecture.

This young girl's hair is combed with lily temples, and she has a pretty face, petite and lovely, smiling sweetly in the crowd, chatting with senior sisters, quite lively.

At this moment, a senior sister smiled at her and said:

"Junior Sister Lanzhi, not long after you entered the mansion, you won the No. 13 ranking in the Qingyun Dabi Fuyao Mansion. You are outstanding in the same session. You are really amazing. In a few years, when you enter Xiaoyao Mansion, maybe you will have a soulmate." The concubine is the same."