i have a sword fairy

Who to look for?

It must be your husband, maybe he is looking for you, a fluffy girl.

He said softly, "Morning girl, is Mr. Zhu there? I made an appointment with her a few days ago, and I will come to visit today."

"Oh, yes." Jing Zi's expression changed, and she nodded as if smashing garlic, "Your...Young master, please follow me."

Her mood was the same as her expression, she was a little cramped, she didn't think much, she just turned sideways to get out of the way, and after Zhao Rong stepped through the door, she closed the door again, with a small flower shovel hidden in her back, and trotted in front of Zhao Rong, lead the way.

The two walked all the way to the depths of the courtyard.

The stronger the fragrance of the flowers.

It was just the short girl in blue clothes and the slender young Confucian scholar walking in tandem, and there was silence between the two of them for a while.

So the atmosphere is a little awkward.

But yes, if it wasn't for the conflict outside the academy, the two of them would have nothing to talk about, and probably wouldn't be able to get along with each other, so they don't know each other?

After all, the handsomeness of a human man, how can she, a weird little girl, appreciate it...

When Zhao Rong was thinking wildly, he followed Jing Zi and passed the flower garden where Zhu Weirui was writing when Zhao Rong saw her last time.

The two turned to a flower path.

Zhao Rong looked around curiously, the flower path was secluded, the spring water was tinkling, and a few exquisite buildings with carved beams and painted buildings in the distance showed a corner among the forest leaves.

It may be that he noticed his doubts, or it may be that the atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Jing Zi tilted her head and looked at the orchids on both sides of the flower path, and whispered casually: "Mr. is writing in the study, which is not far in front."

Zhao Rong responded with a smile, "I see."

Not long after, the two reached the end of the flower path, Jing Zi twitched her eyebrows, stopped immediately, left the flower path, and walked to a small clump of orchids beside the road.

Zhao Rong also stopped and turned to look.

The girl in blue walked up to a few orchids, squatting down, holding the shovel in her hand, carefully submerging into the soil, stirring lightly, loosening the soil, staring at the soil under the orchids, biting her lip Silent.

After a while, Jingzi breathed out lightly, put away the flower shovel, got up and returned to the flower path, she didn't look at Zhao Rong, she lowered her head slightly, and continued to walk forward, "Sorry for the long wait, the young master will follow me. "

Zhao Rong glanced at her, then looked at a few orchids, "It's all right."

The two continued to move forward. However, after passing by several flower bushes with shrunken petals and flowers, Jingzi's footsteps would slow down slightly, but she still didn't go any further. Instead, she sped up her pace and concentrated on leading Zhao Rong. The little girl kept frowning slightly, looking around, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhao Rong has been watching this scene from behind. When he passed a certain orchid bush that was not growing well, he thought for a while, and suddenly opened his mouth to the small body leading the way.

"These orchids are aerial roots... Well, that is, the roots that need to be ventilated, more than the air."

Jing Zi paused slightly, but she didn't turn around. She nodded and waved the flower shovel with her hands behind her back.

Zhao Rong looked around, "I don't think it's a problem to work so hard to loosen the soil one by one. The problem still needs to start from the root."

Jing Zi was quiet for a while, looking back, her big black eyes looked at Zhao Rong's expression, she tilted her head slightly.

Zhao Rong smiled, "It's just my humble opinion. The soil in your Yilanxuan is high-quality and full of fertility. It is more than enough to grow some spiritual flowers and plants on the mountain, but the air permeability is not good. It can be grown in other seasons. , it’s all right, it’s just that this dry autumn, this soil... is too stuffy.”

Jingzi looked down at the wet black soil on the shovel, stretched out her hand and scratched her forehead.

"I know, Xiao Lan needs to breathe more... I know the feeling of being stuck in the soil, it's very uncomfortable, um, but now the yard is full of the best soil we can find."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly, then shook his head slightly.

With doubts written on Jing Zi's face, she bit her lip and hesitated for a while, then turned around and saluted

"No need to be too polite." Zhao Rong waved his hand and said directly:

"It's too much to go too far. This Youyoulan herb is a gentleman of flowers that can grow even in empty valleys and dangerous places. Wherever such a good fertilizer is needed, almost any soil will do. Of course, this similar soil is also particular...Why don't you try bamboo roots? What about the mud? The soil is loose and breathable, and can drain water. Although the fertilizer is not high, it is very suitable for this orchid to live in."

Jing Zi let out a light snort, she tapped the minibus with her fingers, her eyes gradually brightened, "You mean... the sandy soil under the bamboo? How did you know about this? You also raised orchids?"

"I read some in some miscellaneous books." Zhao Rong smiled, but he thought of a friend in his previous life who liked to toss flowers and plants. He still remembered that kid saying that the city was too boring, as if he was buried in this kind of soil full of fertilizer. I went to Dashan to support teaching by myself, and the last time I contacted, I heard that I even tossed a garden...

Zhao Rong returned to his senses and said again: "Just now I passed the Zunjing Pavilion and saw a bamboo forest on the right side."

"Master, you know everything, you're amazing." Jingzi's eyes sparkled, and she looked a little eager to try. The next second, the little girl turned around and pointed to the most central room among several forest buildings not far ahead. Houses with plaques. "

"That's Lanxuan's study room. Mister is inside. You just need to knock on the door before you enter. But Mister may also be obsessed with writing. Just wait a moment. I... I'm going to collect mud, bamboo root mud, bamboo root mud , the rusty soil must be breathable, and there are bamboo leaves piled up to make fertilizer, it should be enough, hey, why didn't I think of it before, how stupid..."

After Jingzi gave an order, she muttered in her mouth.

Zhao Rong was slightly stunned and nodded.

The girl in blue ran away in a hurry, bounced and disappeared on the flower path when she came, and went to find a 'new home' for her sisters.

Zhao Rong looked back and smiled dumbly.

Afterwards, he turned around, walked along the flower path, and continued to walk in the direction Jing Zi had just pointed to.

Not long after, he arrived at the door of Lan Xuan's study. Zhao Rong straightened his clothes and raised his hand to knock on the door.

After a while, no one answered.

He glanced at the door, thought for a while, and in order to avoid the embarrassing scenes of getting out of the bath and changing clothes, he raised his hand and knocked on the door slightly harder.

dong dong dong-

After a while, there was still no one.

Is this fascinated writing, immersed in it?

To be on the safe side, Zhao Rong turned a corner and went to the west window on the side of the study.

I saw that the west window is open, and there are desks next to the windows of ordinary study rooms, which is a common arrangement.

Zhao Rong didn't have much worries, and looked into the room directly through the propped up casement.

Sure enough, in front of a desk nearby, there was a woman in Confucianism shirt, facing Zhao Rong sideways, bent over to write, with her upper body pressed against the table, her face was full of concentration, and her eyes were staring straight at Zhao Rong. On the copybook on the table, the Qianxisu handwriting that was holding the writing brush went like a dragon.

But... this scene, when Zhao Rong took a few glances at it for the first time, he always felt that something was wrong, and the picture was a little uncoordinated.

Hey, what's wrong, what's not coordinated, what's wrong?

Zhao Rongning took a closer look... In the next second, he was enlightened, but he couldn't move his eyes away. His eyes were attracted by the place where Zhu Yourong's bent upper body and the desk were "sticking". 'Press'!The pressure of Mount Tai.

Mr. Zhu, why do you have more things?

I saw that magnificent scenery that Zhao Rong had never seen before, which existed only in speculation at most, appeared in front of his eyes without a trace of defense, just looking at it felt heavy on the desk.

It's true 'without an iota of defense, without a iota of apprehension, you just show up...'

Still encountered a strange scenery.

For a moment, Zhao Rong's eyes were blank, but his intuition told him that it would be better to sneak away as if nothing happened and saw nothing. Move, praying in my heart 'it won't happen, it won't be such a coincidence'.

But at this moment, God seemed to be against him, coming to whatever he was afraid of, in front of the desk, it seemed that he felt someone's gaze, or was attracted by someone's shadow blocking the light, Zhu Yourong frowned, Suddenly tilt your head.

In an instant, inside and outside the west window, the air between the two became quiet.

"..." Zhao Rong.

"!!!" Zhu Yourong.

Chapter 272 This sun is round and...and square

The study room is already in the deep place among the orchid bushes, but the west window is out of the way, and it is even more remote.

You have to make a big circle from the door of the study, and generally no one will come.

Outside the west window, there were originally a few secluded orchids, which were the private scenery where Zhu Yourong rested his chin in a daze or seduced his eyes when he was free to practice calligraphy.

But now, a guy who never expected to appear suddenly without a trace of defense, through the west window, saw her private scenery...

The bright sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves and hit the west window of Lan Xuan's study obliquely.

It also spread obliquely on the two men and women inside and outside the west window.

But it didn't melt the frozen and embarrassing air, instead Zhao Rong felt that there was nowhere to hide, and everything was clearly visible.

If nothing else, he was caught by someone on the spot.

In other words, if I said that I just came here and didn't see anything, would you believe it?

At this time, the two looked at each other.

Zhao Rong was staring unblinkingly at the staring willow eyes of the woman in Confucian shirts. His expression was stiff, and he lifted his right foot quietly a moment ago, ready to sneak aside, feeling that there was nowhere to put it.

Neither is falling, nor is it continuing to slip away without incident.

Zhao Rong suddenly wanted to raise his hand and touch his nose to ease the embarrassment, but he quickly woke up and canceled this movement.

Cough cough, did you see anything strange again?Anyway, I didn't see anything strange, I touched my fart's nose...

When Zhao Rong was thinking wildly, in the west window, in front of the desk... No... To be precise, Zhu Yourong, who was pressing the case, was tilting his head. His round eyes, which were originally round, slowly recovered, and the curved eyes were narrow and long. Like two willow leaves in early spring.

The woman in the Confucian shirt narrowed her eyes slightly, carefully scrutinizing the bastard's expression outside the window, not missing any sign of it.

Under Zhu Yourong's gradually becoming creepy eyes, Zhao Rong knew that there was not much time left for him.

Then pretend you didn't see anything and say hello?Well, that's not bad, she won't be forced to ask me why I'm blind, will she?

The dubious one must find an excuse first, and quickly run back to the house to corset his chest, hide the extra things here, and then come out to test him by insinuating, but... I just want to kill him and refuse to admit it. Zhu Yourong can't put the knife on my neck, can he?She is a woman and a gentleman in name, so she must be ashamed to say so, that's fine...

It's just that it's more natural to say hello, it's not a big problem, this young master is good at it.

Zhao Rong felt that his thinking had never been so clear, and he secretly praised his witty head.

In front of the west window, the young Confucian scholar suddenly smiled and said:

"Hey, what a coincidence, Zhu Yourong, are you here?"

The tone was as flat as ever.

The Confucian woman stared at his smiling face, was quiet for a while, and nodded slightly.

The young Confucian scholar looked around, with a surprised tone, "I didn't expect this road to come here. I just knocked on your door and saw that you didn't answer, so I went around..."

The woman in the Confucian shirt remained calm, but the gaze she stared at Zhao Rong was not so oppressive.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt the pressure was greatly relieved, and he smiled brightly, "Haha, the sun here is so bright."

Zhu Yourong's face suddenly changed.

The corners of Zhao Rong's eyes twitched, and he quickly waved his hands, "No, I mean, the sun in the sky is brighter than the previous few days, it's bigger, and, and... and square..."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Zhu Yourong: "..."

Zhao Rong closed his mouth tightly.

Zhu Yourong took a deep breath, his chest heaved violently, and Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched.

In the next second, she put down the brush that was almost dripping dry, and straightened her upper body. At the same time, she turned her back, but she didn't let anyone see too much of the round and square sun.

However, Zhao Rong could still see from the back that the Confucian shirt on Zhu Yourong's body was obviously tighter than before, and some places were propped up, but the suddenly compact Confucian shirt also showed her slender waist and fragrant shoulders. Round and round, as sharp as the back of the show.

Zhu Yourong supported the edge of the table with one hand, and clenched his sleeves tightly with the other. With his back to Zhao Rong, he couldn't see his face, and was quiet for a while.

I don't know if the picturesque eyebrows and eyes are slightly furrowed, or if the exhaled lips are bitten with white marks?

Suddenly, a gentle and clear voice came from the window to the outside.

"Chen... Ann, Zhao Ziyu, don't run around like that next time."

Zhao Rong's right foot, which had no place to rest, finally landed on the ground. He nodded quickly, and found that she was turning her back as if she couldn't see her, and said with a serious voice and a rare respectful tone: "Mr. Never dare again, even if the sun..."

Zhao Rong hurriedly stopped, wanted to slap his mouth hard a few times, but couldn't help but get involved in the sun, what was he thinking?Miss the sun?think……

Zhu Yourong resisted the urge to close the window, she raised her hand and pressed her chest, she lowered her eyes and remained silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Outside the window, Zhao Rong was also silent for a while, and suddenly smiled brightly, "Zhu Yourong, haven't you finished writing the words on your case? Don't worry, leave me alone and continue writing. I'll stroll around and enjoy the orchids .”

When the words fell, he turned around, ready to disappear for a while, to give the woman in the house some time to 'Zhou Xuan', for example... close the west window, shut off the sun...

Zhao Rong took a few steps, looked left and right at the elegant place full of orchids, and turned sideways onto a small path.

"and many more."

Suddenly, another voice came from the west window behind him.

Zhao Rong stopped, turned his head curiously, and said, "What's the matter with Mr. Zhu? Eh..."

In an instant, his words stopped, just because of the scene in front of him.

Elegant casement, a woman in a Confucian shirt with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a few beautiful orchids outside the window, and the pale golden morning sun bring some warmth to this picture. Of course, there are also " Great 'view.