i have a sword fairy

By the way, can this stuff be eaten?

He couldn't help laughing.

I thought of the slender girl in blue who said seriously 'looks delicious' just now.

Kind of cute.

However, it seems a bit sad that this Bifang girl followed Yu Huaijin, a guy with a straight face all day long, as her book boy.

At this time, Dongli Xiaozhu was inside.

After Zhao Rong played "Yi Lan Cao" impromptuly, he picked up a pen and added a picture of a certain word '正' on the paper next to it.

He raised his eyes and glanced not far away at Yu Huaijin, who was holding a brush and concentrating on practicing calligraphy, and Bifang, who was standing behind her quietly and well-behaved, with her hands behind her back.

It's just that Zhao Rong was not surprised.

Sure enough, this Bifang girl was sneaking glances at him again, as if she was looking at her benefactor.

Zhao Rong touched his chin with two fingers, and smiled lightly at her who was about to look away.

Bifang was stunned for a moment, and then she also smiled happily.

She glanced at Yu Huaijin who was engrossed in writing in front of her, lowered her head and quietly took out a fiery red embroidered pouch from her sleeve.

Holding the bulging embroidered pouch in both hands, Bifang weighed it down, feeling the weight, and immediately narrowed her eyes into crescent moons.

She opened the fiery red embroidered pouch, poked two fingers into it, turned it over, and then twisted out a small thing that looked like a snack.

Zhao Rong looked at it, but he didn't know if it was candied fruit or dried fruit.

Bifang lowered her head, took the snack into her mouth, smacked her mouth a few times, but swallowed gently, trying not to make any noise.

During this period, her eyes were also fixed on Yu Huaijin's back, looking cautious.

Zhao Rong put down his pen and laughed dumbly when he saw this, no matter how much he ate a snack, he looked like a thief.

Senior Yu Huaijinyu is indeed a bit strict, no matter how he treats others or himself.

But look at this strange pair of master and servant who are all thin and weak.

Bifang was slender, while Yu Huaijin was even shorter, like a little girl, um, a stern-faced little girl.

Zhao Rong suddenly understood.

More and more silently mourning for the brother of Yu Huaijin, the little ancestor who may be in the future.

It seemed that Zhao Rong was watching.

Bifang restrained her greedy movements, and she looked at the food in the pouch, and then looked up at Zhao Rong who was not far away.

Zhao Rong shook his head with a smile, and declined politely. He didn't expect that he was still a foodie, um, he was also greedy for chrysanthemums.

Bifang also laughed.

The slender girl smiled softly, smacked her lips, and then poked her finger into the rusty pouch, wanting to get some more snacks.

It's just that the movement stopped in the next second, and the embroidered pouch was stuffed back into the sleeve with lightning speed.

She lowered her head meekly, glanced at Yu Huaijin who was looking at him from the side, and calmed down.

Yu Huaijin turned her head, frowned slightly, and glanced at Zhao Rong.

For this strange pair of master and servant, Zhao Rong shrugged his shoulders, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and continued to practice the piano.

This time, Yu Huaijin's make-up class was not as heavy as the last time.

After all, there is not enough time, and I should know that a certain 'Mr. Zhao' is very busy.

From evening to just after nightfall, the make-up classes for music and arts were over.

Yu Huaijin seriously told Zhao Rong not to slack off his piano practice.

Speaking of his current level, it is very difficult to get a normal result in the upcoming mid-month exam.

Zhao Rong looked calm and nodded in response.

Seeing this, Yu Huaijin sighed slightly, with a worried expression on his face.

It should be because of the fact that Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu's results in the mid-month exam were extra.

Zhao Rong raised his eyelids and stopped talking nonsense.

Yu Huaijin hesitated for a while, and then asked about the school work in Shuyitang's calligraphy class, how is the current situation.

She is very serious in every class, as is Zhao Rong's calligraphy class, but she is also a fan of the authorities.

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and answered truthfully, with some tactful words.

He doesn't know about other schools, but compared with Zhao Rongjiao's Zhengyi Hall as a whole, they are indeed inferior, and according to the current trend, the gap is probably getting bigger and bigger.

Yu Huaijin frowned even more.

She saluted Zhao Rong and turned to leave.

It's just that Zhao Rong also looks like he is going out.

He asked softly, "Where is Brother Zhao going?"

Zhao Rong replied casually: "Yi Lanxuan."

Yu Huaijin suddenly put on a serious face, and his expression became serious.

Soon.

The three of Zhao Rong came to Yilanxuan together.

That's right, there were three of them, as well as Yu Huaijin, and her weak school boy.

Yu Huaijin followed silently without saying a word.

It seems to be very suspicious of someone's purpose of coming to Yilanxuan at night.

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly, like guarding against thieves.

He shook his head, took the lead to enter Yi Lanxuan, and went to find Zhu Yourong.

After a busy day, it's around [-]:[-] p.m., Zhao Rong came over to see how Zhu Yourong wrote the character 'Yong'.

This time they met, the two were no longer as casual as they were when they got along in private a few days ago.

Although it is still in Lanxuan's study.

But there are a few more pairs of eyes looking around.

Zhu Yourong also restrained a certain scenery, wearing a blue Confucian shirt, with a calm expression.

Zhao Rong copied his sleeves and stood in front of the desk to watch her writing.

His face was calm, and he pointed a few words from time to time.

It's just that the two of them have kept a normal distance, and there is no other communication.

In the name of practicing calligraphy, Yu Huaijin also lowered her head to write beside her, and looked up at them from time to time.

Jingzi is very happy about Bifang's arrival.

Just seeing Zhao Rong also came to the door together, she raised her small face like her sister Yu, as if she was facing an enemy.

At this moment, Jingzi also moved a small bench and sat beside the desk, with a pair of big black eyes, circling around Zhao Rong and Zhu Yourong.

Bifang, on the other hand, was greedy for snacks and secretly glanced at Zhao Rong.

Even a fool can see the meaning of such a strict defense.

Zhao Rong was quite speechless, and really wanted to tell them that there was no need for it.

He and Zhu Yourong are currently in the same kind of confidant relationship with the same preferences, so they got along with each other for no reason, and it was not what they thought.

But Zhao Rong knew it without trying, explaining it was useless.

Come to think of it.

If a man and a man, or a woman and a woman are bosom friends, then it's fine, but between a man and a woman...

Generally speaking, in the novels, it seems that this kind of situation will develop in the direction of confidante and long-term love.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong quite understood the worries of Yu Huaijin and Jingzi.

At the same time, he was a little shaken by the fact that the pure friendship with Zhu Yourong that he had always been sure of before would not deteriorate and become something wrong.

Maybe it's time to pay attention...

Zhao Rong stood quietly in front of the desk, and looked up at Zhu Yourong who was quietly writing with his head down.

Her side face was calm and serious, and she didn't look at him.

There was no unnecessary reaction to the fact that there were so many people watching in the study.

Zhu Yourong is still focusing on the calligraphy in her pen, which she loves.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt that such a woman was indeed extremely beautiful even if she put aside her skin, identity, and temperament.

His eyes showed sincere appreciation.

For such a woman, only the first-class man in the world can hold her hand.

Well, here, except for me.

Zhao Rong put himself in a certain category without blushing.

He already has Qingjun and Xiaoxiao.

Before, I also wanted not to be promiscuous, so I kept avoiding Mr. Zhu.

It's just that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. The first time he skipped class, he was caught on the spot and blocked by her.

Now that I agree to teach Zhu Yourong calligraphy, I am also infected by her beliefs and experiences.

The two got along with each other tacitly and talked very happily.

However, Zhao Rong knew it, and he also knew that Zhu Yourong, who was a 'first-class scholar of Confucianism', also knew it.

For the two of them, no matter if it's any one of them, or both of them together, if they try to get even one step closer, it will be extremely dangerous.

There is a red line between the two.

This is the result of Confucian etiquette that is invisible but exists all the time.

He is a student and she is a teacher.

Unless you can change your identity, if you take a step beyond, you will stand on the opposite side with thousands of Confucian scholars.

Needless to say, there is a tacit understanding between Zhao Rong and Zhu Yourong.

However, when Zhao Rong got along with her in the past few days, thinking about it now, it seemed that they were indeed getting too close.

So it's no wonder that there are a few more pairs of bright little eyes beside her now.

It may be that there are too few confidants in calligraphy, and the two hit it off immediately, and they couldn't help it...

He is actually very confident in himself.

Will not take the initiative to take that step.

Many men, always because of an inexplicable look in the eyes or a close action of a woman, can't help but wonder narcissistically, whether the other party is interested in him...

Zhao Rong understands this mentality very well, because he does too.

Zhao Rong was still worried before, whether Teacher Zhu's love for him would deteriorate...

And now it seems...

In the quiet study room, Zhao Rong took a good look at Mr. Zhu, who looked normal, but she didn't give him a second look.

Zhao Rong blinked.

Feeling a bit worried.

Hey, I was 'poisoned' by those novels and movies in my previous life...

So, now this relationship situation.

As long as Zhao Rong came to see Teacher Zhu, Yu Huaijin and Jing Zi would most likely be there to accompany him.

The two take what they need.

He taught Mr. Zhu to write and helped her take calligraphy classes in two schools.