i have a sword fairy

She suppressed the corners of her raised lips, frowned lightly and said, "It's better for a woman to give such a small sachet and other amulet-like love things by herself, otherwise it won't work..."

"Well, really?" The little fox demon subconsciously raised her head with a whoosh, and said in a little surprise, but the next second she realized that there seemed to be too much difference in her reaction before and after, Su Xiaoxiaotao blushed slightly, and shook her little head again, " Forget it...forget it. And Miss Lu, didn't you just say that Zhao Lang came to you before and said that he went down the mountain, and I went for nothing. "

Lu Wan smiled inwardly, looked at the handsome girl in men's clothing who seemed very attractive, and persuaded:

"Well, but at that time he didn't say how long he stayed at the foot of the mountain. It's been a few days. What if he has come back?"

Su Xiaoxiao was a little hesitant, puffed her mouth, and moved her eyes left and right, "It's still... or..."

Before she could finish saying 'Forget it', Lu Wan suddenly put away the sachet, turned around and jumped into the carriage to leave.

"Wait, wait!" Su Xiaoxiao shouted subconsciously.

Lu Wan pretended not to hear, and the movement of driving the horse started faster.

"Miss Lu, Miss Lu, don't go, I, I... I'll go, I'll go! I'll go, don't go!" The innocent little fox demon got anxious and jumped on the spot.

Lu Wan stopped suddenly, tilted her head, looked at her with a half-smile, pretended to frown and said, "Why don't you forget it."

Seeing her smiling, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't realize that Lu Wan was teasing her before, but she was willing to take it back after she had said it, besides, she really missed Zhao Lang a lot.

Su Xiaoxiao lowered her head in embarrassment, lit the toe of her right foot on the ground, and drove a certain unlucky little ant back and forth.Just like her messy mind at this time.

Not long after, the carriage with Chen Ji's carriage on it started slowly, but at this time there was a little fox demon holding a sachet on the carriage.

With her small chin propped up, she couldn't help muttering to the girl driving the horse with her back turned to her, looking for something to say:

"I... I'm not going to disturb his study, I'm just going to give him a sachet that is effective. I've been embroidering it for a long time... I will never say a word to him when we meet. I leave the sachet and leave, but he If you say that Xiaoxiao is a little vixen who wants family law or something, I will bite him! Well, if he is not here... I will wash and dry the quilt for him and leave."

"Okay, let's go!"

The wheat-colored Lu Wan spoke with a smile, trying to suppress the smile as much as possible.

This young couple is really, they are so reluctant to part with each other, and they dragged on for two or three months to insist on not seeing each other.Hey, I really can't stand it anymore, Mr. Zhao is so bold, soliciting customers to take care of this girl's business, I have to help!She smiled and shook her head.

The horse-riding girl who never made a show of doing good deeds was in a good mood, raised her eyes to Qiuyang, raised her hand and raised her whip.

The vigorous dragon horse pulled the carriage all the way away, the direction is the place where the sound of books in Duyou city is the loudest.

……

Hundreds of miles away from Duyou City, there is an ancient academy complex that has been singing for thousands of years, stretching endlessly in the green water and green hills.

Dressed in white clothes, tall and handsome, with jade hands behind her back, she arrived at the gate of Lin Lu Academy.

She registered at the concierge, and reported the name of a certain straightforward Confucian scholar, who was a unique and bigger lady.

Concubine Zhao Ling hummed a nursery rhyme from her childhood in her hometown all the way, and came to a certain school dormitory with ease, and gently knocked on the door of Dongli Xiaozhu.

The one who opened the door was a somewhat cynical student in Huafu, and in the yard, there was another tall and dull student squatting in the vegetable garden holding a book in his hand, at this time the student in Huafu was slightly stunned: "Hey, brother and sister, why are you here. "

After greeting her husband's friend and roommate with a light smile and explaining her intentions, Concubine Zhao Ling came to the north room on her own, and took out the key to her husband's room that she had previously assigned for checking the post.

She opened the door and entered the room, and after a while, the figure stepped out of the room again, and came out to wash with a quilt in her arms...

The sunshine today is really nice.

4 zero nine chapters

"Siblings and sisters are really virtuous."

Fan Yushu didn't know what he had thought of, and half sighed with emotion.

"Hey, Kitty Hawk, what do you think?"

The honest man Jia Tengying moved his body and turned his back to him. He didn't think much about Fan Yushu. After a while, he said sullenly:

"Brother Yushu, don't call people random nicknames. Hurry up and study for the exam. Senior Yu is out today. Let me supervise you. Ziyu has gone down the mountain. They are not here, so don't relax."

"I know, I know, isn't my brother and sister here? I'll take a break and learn later. Don't give a small report to a boring guy."

Fan Yushu looked curiously at Concubine Zhao Ling who was not far away, and saw that she was rolling up her sleeves, tying up her blue hair, coming out with her arms around the bedding and sheets in Zhao Rong's room, and going to the pool near Dongli in the courtyard.

"Siblings and sisters are too virtuous. What kind of blessings did Ziyu cultivate in his previous life? Could it be that he saved our Xuanhuang Realm?" Fan Yushu shook his head and sighed again.

Jia Tengying couldn't help but look at the figure of Fairy Qiumou who was washing the quilt very seriously, and nodded.

I didn't expect that such a pure and lofty fairy like Ziyu's brother and wife would have such a side tainted with mortals, eating human fireworks...

Jia Tengying then turned his gaze back, and said to Fan Yushu with a straight face:

"Brother Yushu, have you rested? Read a book quickly. We have been going to the Confucian Temple to participate in the preparations for the etiquette assessment in the morning, which has already delayed a lot of time. In the next few days, we will start the etiquette assessment in batches. Don't be distracted. , do your best in the final exam, hey, really don’t let Senior Yu worry about it anymore.”

"Okay, okay, you are the most boring, and you are more and more like Yu Huaijin. The ghost knows how I got here when I stayed with you two pieces of wood these days after Ziyu left."

"If Ziyu was here, I would definitely agree, and I won't let you go."

Fan Yushu: "..."

Beside the pool not far away, Concubine Zhao Ling, who was washing the sheets and quilts, curled her lips quietly, thinking that next time she came, she would have to bring some gifts like spiritual fruits, so she couldn't come empty-handed again.

Well, she has all five senses and her hearing is very good. She didn't deliberately eavesdrop. It was only because they mentioned the word 'Tzuyu' that she paid attention.

Concubine Zhao Ling, who was in charge of the house, nodded and stood up, wiped the white forehead that was splashed with water droplets with the back of her clean hand, shook her head and flicked her ponytail.

She turned around and went back to Zhao Rong's room, took out some old clothes from the closet after a while, and took advantage of today's sun to wash them together.

Soon, there was a sound of pounding clothes by the pool in the yard.

Amid the sound of pounding clothes, two young students were reading in the distance.

By the pool, a beautiful woman with long eyes of autumn water, like a goddess who has fallen into the world, is squatting by the pool, her chin resting on her knees, her ponytail is tied up and her sleeves are rolled up, revealing a slender neck like a white swan. Cut off the lotus root arm, scrubbing the quilt and the man's clothes.

The tune of the song humming from the corners of her lips from time to time has stopped. There are a lot of water stains on her white dress, which is slightly crystal clear in the sun. Do the work at hand and concentrate on it.

No one who saw this scene would have guessed that this little woman who was huddled by the water, showing a quiet side face, a little clumsy in her movements, but tried her best to make clothes earnestly, was not long ago the Tai Qing Si who gathered a continent of geniuses. The government is very grand and grand at the year-end Qingyuntai Grand Competition, overwhelming countless heroes and talents, and lightly trampled down the proud heads of all the men in the same class.

No one would have thought that she hadn't frowned all morning in Qingyun Terrace, but now she frowns lightly from time to time. This housework seems to be more difficult than practicing fighting skills...

Noon passed quietly.

Concubine Zhao Ling hung up the last piece of clothing under the clothesline in the open space outside the north house, took a step back, crossed her ten onion fingers, raised her two jade hands above her head, and stretched her waist in a straight line.

Tall and slender body with elegant and perfect curves.

"Huh~ It's finally over." Concubine Zhao Ling smiled lightly, showing some playfulness when Zhao Rong was not present.

With her jade hands behind her back, she circled the clothesline full of clothes and quilts with a sense of accomplishment, spun twice, and nodded in satisfaction: "Well, come in the evening... Maybe you haven't done it, so come to collect the clothes tomorrow." sheet."

Concubine Zhao Ling squinted her autumn eyes lightly, made plans with her fingers, and then did not leave immediately, but hummed nursery rhymes in a soft voice, and returned to the north room where Zhao Rong lived.

She moved a wooden rocking chair that Zhao Rong liked to sit on when she was bored to the west window where the desk was, sat down, and opened the window to let sunlight and fresh air in.

Concubine Zhao Ling leaned back steadily, her slender jade legs were close together without gaps, stretched straight, she gently swayed the wooden rocking chair, and played with it for a while.

She tilted her head and stood beside a desk full of someone's atmosphere. Her autumnal eyes slowly swept over the thick bookshelf, the brush holder filled with brushes like a forest, the clean blue and white porcelain brush washer, and the neat white paper. On the top one, there is still a fragment of a sentence that he seems to have stopped writing in the middle of writing:

"The moon is a curtain of dark dreams, and the spring breeze is ten miles of tenderness."

Inside the house, the woman with the tear mole muttered softly, with a clear and waxy voice, gently echoing.

"The sound of plain strings is cut off, and the fragrance of emerald green silk is reduced... It's like a piece of flying flowers making it late, and it's hazy and rainy."

"... Mengmeng, Remnant Rain...Long Qing." She tilted her head to look at the handsome cursive script on the white paper, murmured softly for a while, then tapped the handle of the chair with her two onion fingers, "It's... so good. "

"These sentences are really nice, why are you so good..." A certain scumbag bit her red lips and lowered her head slightly, a little admiring little happiness, but mixed with a little fear and worry.She quietly took out a piece of fragrant white jade from her sleeve, stroked it cautiously, and holding the white jade in a silly way, put it on her delicate cheek, rubbing it lightly, and at the same time covered the black hole between her tender breasts with the other hand. Where Yu was, her lips parted lightly, "It's mine, it's mine... it's mine..."

I don't know whether it is jade or people.

Not long after, the woman with moles of tears sniffed her nose, brushed the black hair that had slipped from her temples, put away the white jade, and was about to turn her head.

But in the next second, from the corner of her long and narrow autumn eyes on her beautiful face, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the ink stain on a piece of bamboo on the pillow of the rocking chair next to her head.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked back and saw a line of elegant lower script:

"Drowsiness in spring, fatigue in autumn, nap in summer, hibernation."

"Puchi~ big slob!" This was a random essay that someone had smacked when he woke up in the afternoon, and Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help but suddenly smiled. She tapped the pillow on the wooden rocking chair with her index finger, then suppressed her smile, and turned her face to someone The man thousands of miles away snorted.

She slowly calmed down, turned her head to look out the window, in the direction of someone's departure, and she didn't know how many times she missed him for a while.

The next second, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly straightened her waist, kicked off the embroidered shoes on her feet, and sat on the wooden rocking chair with a pair of jade legs crossed. Turning to look at the elegant objects and books on Zhao Rong's desk, eager to try.

It's like a little thief looking at a treasure mountain that hides rare treasures, well, like a kitten around a table of rich fish and dishes, with joy and anticipation on his face.

Looking through your husband's things, it's not called Cha Gang, um, it's just right and proper... A certain sneaky kitten nodded.

Then, under the warm autumn sun, Concubine Zhao Ling was rocking her rocking chair, curiously and happily flipping through these elegant books that had accompanied Zhao Rong for a long time.

She really wanted to get to know her husband thoroughly, but she couldn't help getting close to him, even if she just stared at him in a daze, it was something Zhao Lingfei would never tire of seeing.

Because even though the two were childhood sweethearts and had been very familiar with each other for a long time, they were also each other in the past.After all, they had been in a cold war for so long before, and they only got back together for a few months.

Concubine Zhao Ling has a deep love for Brother Ronger. Over the years, this pure heart has not changed, and she can feel his affection now, but after they have been away for many years, they are already unfamiliar with some of each other's life habits and concepts. To slowly understand again, this kind of wonderful taste produced by approaching and slowly exploring the familiar and novel sweetheart in the middle of passionate love, is like poison, which makes Concubine Zhao Ling a little obsessed.

Especially when I discovered the clues that Zhao Rong missed her at a certain moment when he was studying...

Concubine Confucianism, one of the black-sealed thirteen classics, was flipped through by Zhao Lingfei curiously. Every page on it was filled with dense notes and annotations, which dazzled her a little. But at a certain moment, when she was about to close the book , a thin white onion finger paused on a certain page.

Certain lines of Zhao Rong's ink marks are surrounded by conspicuous large blank spaces, which are not covered by the surrounding handwriting, which seems to have been deliberately left out.

"Coloured threads are lightly wrapped around red jade arms... Small charms hang obliquely on the temples of green clouds. Meeting beautiful women... 1000 years."

A certain book on the bookshelf seemed to be the official history of a certain country under the mountain that Zhao Rong had read through. When two onion fingers gently twisted it out, a raft of fragmented lines of poetry slipped out of a certain page.

"Admiring the flowers in spring and watching the snow in winter, I miss you when I wake up... I miss you when I dream..."

A woman with a tear mole pursed her lips, pressed the poem to her chest, stared blankly for a while, and murmured for a while, because she remembered the sentence in Zhao Rong's love letter before, "I miss you when you walk, and you miss you when you sit." A sweet heart suddenly...

The next second, she hurriedly put the poem back into the book again, and carefully restored the book back to the shelf like a thief. Well, next time Brother Ronger gives it to me, she must not show any flaws, um, what am I Didn't see it, didn't see it!

The rare quiet time in the afternoon passed away with Concubine Zhao burying her head from time to time, covering her peach cheeks with her palms, or squinting her eyes to cover her lips.

It is a rare joyful pastime in the boring practice, just like his appearance in life.

She would also raise her head from time to time to look at the sheets and quilts on the clothes rack outside the window, which were blown by the autumn wind.

……

Inside Dongli Xiaozhu, in front of the stone table.

"Little Eagle, do you think the siblings will live in Ziyu's room today?"

Fan Yushu had nothing to say, he was really bored to death.

"I don't know." Jia Tengying shook his head, holding the book and continuing to read it seriously.

Fan Yushu's eyes lit up suddenly, "You explain that if you wake up early, if your siblings meet Yu Huaijin, and this time Ziyu is gone, will they see each other wrongly, and fight again without saying a word?"

Jia Tengying shook his head seriously, "If that's the case, we must stop them."

"What's the matter, brother and sister, it's better to beat Yu Huaijin again, so that you can relax for a few more days." Someone dreamed happily.

Jia Tengying got up suddenly, picked up a pile of books, ran silently to the field ahead, squatted down with his back to Fan Yushu, and started studying again away from him.

"..."

Fan Yushu, who was left behind, shook his head, stretched his neck and said persistently to that side:

"Little Eagle, if you go on like this, you probably won't be able to get a wife in the future. You're like a boring gourd. Which girl would like it? You should learn from Tzuyu. Even if you get a wife in the future, it's probably a rich man who is greedy for you. Ye, listen to Brother Yushu's advice, women are things you can't handle, and you must be careful about the soups and medicines she cooks in the future, and the new neighbors next door..."

He paused, then murmured softly, "But it's a pity, you don't even have such money and family property now, unlike my son, your life used to be full of troubles... Hey, come on, boy."

"Dong, dong, dong——!"

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door in Dongli Xiaozhu.

A stranger outside the door shouted, "Excuse me, is Mr. Jia there?"

who?Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying were stunned. Jia Tengying got up and went to open the door. Fan Yushu, who seized every opportunity to catch fish, immediately dropped the book and followed curiously.

Jia Tengying opened the courtyard door and saw a familiar middle-aged man dressed as the gatekeeper of the academy outside the door. At this time, he said politely:

"But Mr. Jia Tengying from Dongli Xiaozhu?"

Jia Tengying saluted and said, "I'm here, what's the matter?"

The concierge of the academy glanced at the registration paper in his hand, nodded and said, "Well, there are people looking for you at the gate of the academy, it's... two young girls."

"Looking for me?" Jia Tengying was taken aback.

"Girl?" Fan Yushu stared, "There are still two!"

The instant reaction, uh, the focus of the two seems to be completely different.

Jia Tengying scratched his head, a little confused, the closest female relative to him was still in the mountains thousands of miles away.