i have a sword fairy

Qian'er was refreshed, and with a wave of her little hand, she snatched it over.

She looked down, but she didn't have time to open her mouth happily.

Zhao Rong's words were like a basin of cold water extinguishing the little flame in the little girl's heart.

"Good Qian'er, send some letters for me."

Qian'er: "..."

"Hey, have you been in contact with Da Chu?"

Qian'er nodded dejectedly: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

Zhao Rong rubbed the manly hair she combed.

"Send this one to Mr. Fang for me, and the other to Zhong Nanguo..."

After a while, the little girl left.

Before leaving, I told him not to forget to promise her poetry and letters, um, Miss.

Zhao Rong smiled and agreed helplessly.

Soon.

Looking at the direction in which the lady and Qian'er were leaving, he was slightly relieved, and then looked back.

The next few days seem to be busy.

……

Linlu Academy, Nanxuan Academy.

From a long distance, you can see the front of a small courtyard with curling green smoke rising.

A young Confucian scholar was holding a scroll in his hand, flipping through it while walking non-stop.

On the way back, Zhao Rong went to the library to borrow books.

However, he didn't go up to the seventh floor for a while to meet that Yang Wuwei.

There are some things he hasn't figured out yet.

Moreover, when I go back later, at night, some guy who likes to be stern will probably give Zhao Rong a make-up lesson and ask him to learn piano and painting.

It's better to get ready first, and then go upstairs to get to know each other.

At this moment, the sky is getting dark, in front of the courtyard.

Squeak——

Zhao Rong lowered his head and flipped through the book while pushing the door open.

The smell of smoke and fire from the kitchen food hits the face, and the sound of crackling firewood burning comes into the ears.

He sniffed, smiled, and walked straight to the north room without looking up.

Passing by the field and walking to the north house, Zhao Rong turned a page of the book and was about to raise his hand, but suddenly paused.

In the corner of the eye, there is a certain blue shadow bouncing around.

He stood on the steps, closed the book in his hand, and turned his head to look.

In front of the fence in the east corner of the yard, there was a slender girl in a blue dress with her back to Zhao Rong.

She leaned against the fence with her lower body, bent down, leaned forward with her upper body, and leaned into the fence. She was jumping up and down at the moment.

Looking from behind, he couldn't see the slender girl's face.

But looking at the back, Zhao Rong had never seen it before.

new guest?

It's just that her posture at this time...

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Zhao Rong walked towards Dongli, and he deliberately took a detour, instead of going straight towards the direction where the slender woman's buttocks were facing when she bent down.

I am afraid that it will cause unnecessary misunderstanding when I get closer later.

Regarding how to avoid such embarrassing scenes, Zhao Rong is already very experienced, and at this time, he is also obedient and self-conscious, which makes people feel distressed.

He is getting closer.

Soon, he came not far from her side.

Only then did Zhao Rong see clearly what this woman was doing.

The corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

The slender girl turned out to be picking the autumn chrysanthemums he and brother Teng Ying had cultivated.

She was leaning forward, one hand on the fence railing, the other straight out in front of her.

The target of this "chrysanthemum thief" is the tallest and longest chrysanthemum tree in the chrysanthemum bush.

But although she doesn't look short, she still can't reach it. She is jumping and jumping and trying to reach forward, but it is still in vain for the time being.

Zhao Rong watched this scene speechlessly.

"Cough cough."

He covered his mouth and cleared his throat.

The slender girl who was cocking her butt froze for a moment and turned her head.

In the next second, he jumped back lightly and jumped off the fence.

While clapping the hand that was still 'committing the crime' a second ago, she looked left and right as if nothing had happened.

Looking around, as if nothing happened.

Just suddenly, the slender girl looked left and right and her head suddenly stopped, her eyes 'nailed' on Zhao Rong's face.

She looked straight at him, lowered her head slowly, and then looked up and down carefully at the man in front of her, her eyes extremely focused.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows. At this time, the two of them were facing each other, and he could see the appearance of this woman clearly.

I saw her looking soft and weak.

It belonged to the kind of people in the city below the mountain, where playboys swaggered through the city with their dog legs, and when they bullied men and women, they would run over to bully the delicate and good family with excitement as soon as they saw chicken blood.

Generally, as long as there is a bit of experience in bullying men and women, she will close the fan in a chic posture, and use the tip of the fan to provoke her chin domineeringly.

At this time, Liangjia gave a flustered and timid look in his eyes, and then he didn't know what he was thinking. Under this situation, he still wanted to run, thinking that he could outrun this group of strong men.

Well, of course, the result was surrounded and stopped by Huahua Eishao's gang of dogs, Evil Shao laughed wildly, but slowly approached at a speed slower than a tortoise.

The delicate Liangjia tilted his arms, shrank his body and shivered like a chicken, shouting for help, help.

Evil Young Master opened his arms, his expression twisted and crazy, and he yelled something like 'you shouted so hard that no one will come to save you', and then matched with the laughter of a large group of dogs around.

Then, the evil young man, the dog leg, and the good family just dragged and groaned, waiting left and right, waiting for a hero who would appear from nowhere, the hero to save the beauty.

Finally, at last, Liangjia saw the hero who chased away the evil boy and rescued her, he was handsome and talented.

She gave a salute in a slim and elegant manner, bit her lips and said, "I want to repay my benefactor with a promise of my body", with a weak look that I still feel sorry for.

This is roughly what the slender girl looks like now.

Zhao Rong nodded slightly.

I think she has that taste.

The only problem now is that Zhao Rong doesn't remember saving the girl when he was driving down the mountain.

The only one who took the initiative to save was Su Xiaoxiao, a stupid fox demon. I remember that she ran away in a panic without even giving an accurate answer whether it was "a promise in this life" or "the next life". up.

So, the girl in front of me, who looked weak and weak, probably didn't come to repay him with a "promise with her body".

At this time, the slender girl stared straight at Zhao Rong with gentle eyes like water, without blinking.

Zhao Rong looked at her, then at the chrysanthemum behind the fence.

His tone was curious, "What is the girl doing here? Uh, is there something on my face?"

Zhao Rong touched his face, then shook his head, he should still be as handsome and extraordinary as before he went out in the morning.

The slender girl stared at him and shook her head vigorously.

Zhao Rong smiled and pointed aside, "My surname is Zhao, my name is Ziyu, and I live in Beiwu."

Hearing this, the slender girl opened her eyes slightly, a little surprised, and looked Zhao Rong up and down again.

Her eyes straightened.

Zhao Rong blinked, know me?

Is my son so famous in the academy?

But what the hell is Dongli Xiaozhu stealing his chrysanthemum?

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he pointed at the splendid Qiuju behind the fence, "What are you doing picking this?"

The slender girl tilted her head to look at him, nodded seriously and said, "It looks delicious."

Zhao Rong: "..."

The two stared at each other for a moment.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Zhao Rong coughed lightly.

He skipped the topic of something wrong with this uniquely wrong girl.

With a sunny smile, he cupped his hands and saluted, "May I ask who is..."

"Bifang."

A familiar calm voice suddenly came.

Zhao Rong turned his head to look.

Yu Huaijin was walking out of the kitchen, holding a plate of... cucumbers.

As if seeing his doubts, the old-fashioned girl put the cucumber away with her backhand, paused for a moment, and explained.

"This is my maid...well, she's also a book boy."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and glanced at the slender girl in front of Dongli who was laughing at her.

Zhao Rong nodded and turned around.

However, she saw that the female book boy named Bifang was no longer staring straight at him as before, and her eyes were much more restrained.

However, he was still peeping.

At this moment, see Zhao Rong.

Bifang smiled softly, a little shy.

"return."

Yu Huaijin spoke seriously.

Bifang lowered her head, "Oh."

The voice is weak.

Before leaving, she glanced sideways at Zhao Rong, with a reluctant look on her face, but she still raised her palm and waved it lightly at him.

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, Bifang also smiled happily, and then trotted to Yu Huaijin's place.

Yu Huaijin raised her hands and saw the scene of the two 'flicking' with a straight face.

She frowned slightly.

Chapter 3 Two teachers and students, two masters and servants

Zhao Rong thought this Bifang girl looked quite interesting.

Well, except stealing chrysanthemums.