i have a sword fairy

Zhao Rong calmly digested it.

Zhu Yourong turned to look at him and said:

"Right now, the people sent by the academy to deal with the matter have already set off and are on their way, and will arrive at Jiyue Mountain soon.

"Among the first group of people, there should be a lot of people you are familiar with. Meng Zhengjun, Mr. Yan, and a student who is a student, um, is a disciple of the deputy mountain chief..."

Zhao Rong nodded and exhaled.

For the first time, he felt that it was really good to have a responsible and powerful force as his backer, and he felt like an authentic son of a famous family.

Apart from other things, at least the attitude of Lin Lu Academy warmed Zhao Rong's heart.

However, it is unknown whether Zhu Yourong has any rights and interests that Zhu Yourong has fought so hard for him.

Zhu Yourong suddenly said: "By the way, Ziyu, there is one more thing, um, maybe speaking in my capacity, it might be a bit inappropriate..."

Zhao Rong was puzzled, "What's the matter? But it doesn't matter."

Zhu Yourong looked away, and her voice became softer, "Actually, you can still... find a proper academy... to ask for some comfort and compensation."

Zhao Rong blinked and understood in seconds.

The two then discussed for a while.

Not long after, the relevant topic ended, and there was a sudden silence between them.

It seems... I have nothing to say.

Zhao Rong looked at Zhu Yourong, but the latter didn't look at him, and his eyes were fixed on the door, as if... ready to leave?

Zhao Rong suddenly remembered something, and felt that it would be better to explain it clearly first.

He was first afraid of lifting the teapot and pouring tea to leave people behind, then he couldn't help but said: "That's right, wait a minute."

"What's the matter?" Zhu Yourong didn't take the tea.

Zhao Rong thought for a while, then said:

"Fellow Daoist You Rong, I was in the small courtyard in the bamboo forest before. Actually, I thought I would never see...everyone again, um, I won't see you either, so..."

Zhu Yourong looked down, "So what?"

Zhao Rong gritted his teeth secretly, and still brought it up, "So before parting with your clone, it sent you some messages."

Zhu Yourong asked softly: "What did you let it... pass?"

At this moment, she finally turned her head and stared at Zhao Rong's expression intently.Ask him to speak up.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly.

At that time, he asked Zhu Yourong's ink-colored clone to send Qian'er a thousand miles away, and he said some words to it that now seem quite hypocritical.

Zhu Yourong's reaction...was the words not sent back?

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere became even more silent.

Zhao Rong said, just about to speak, when suddenly, the roller blind at the door was lifted.

Xiao Qian'er swished in.

She first glanced at the hall as if nothing had happened.

Especially the distance between Zhao Rong and Zhu Yourong.

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief, and then ran to the middle of Zhao Rong and Zhu Yourong.

At this time, she suddenly turned her head and said to a certain woman in surprise:

"Hey, Mr. Zhu, are you back? By the way, Brother Rong, I didn't disturb your discussion, did I?"

"..."

Zhao Rong looked at the innocent girl standing in front of him, and was speechless.

Did you bother to say it?

But he still shook his head, and then looked at Zhu Yourong...

Chapter 574 You Rong: Tzuyu's Heartwarming Last Words

What he wanted to mention before was actually some parting messages he made in the bamboo forest courtyard not long ago.

At that time, because he was a little bent on 'seeking death', he left no way of life, and gave it all to Xiaoqian'er.

So before saying goodbye to 'Mo Se Zhu You Rong', the parting message I made was inevitably a bit sensational and self-moving.

He imitated the ancients and came up with a "Yourong Taoist Friend Book".

The last sentence is:

"Fellow Daoist Yourong, don't be obsessed with a certain thing in front of you...or a certain person and become obsessed with it.

I say goodbye to you forever with this word. "

As a result, Zhao Rong lived to death and turned the crisis into safety. Now that I think about these "farewell messages", the more I think about it, the more I blush and embarrass myself.

Especially the last sentence to Zhu Yourong seems to be a bit narcissistic, as if Zhu Yourong would not be able to live without him as a blue-faced confidant... And if you think about it, it seems that there is a lot of ambiguity, like a husband wrote a letter on his deathbed. Same as wife.

However, the situation was critical at that time, and Zhao Rong really had the will to die, so his emotions were a little... overflowing and presumptuous.

And if she calls him narcissistic, then be narcissistic. He's going to die anyway, so why not be presumptuous?What happened to writing a sensational farewell letter to Mr. Zhu?What's more, there will be a separation between yin and yang in the future, so it won't be embarrassing...

However, Zhao Rong still miscalculated.

He came back alive and well, with almost no injuries.

This is embarrassing.

I don't know if Zhu Yourong misunderstood when she received the "Yourong Daoist Letter", or if she thought that Zhao Rong was confessing to death... Then she either frowned or got angry or felt nothing.

Rao Zhao Rong, at this time, when he thought of Zhu Yourong's possible reaction, he always blushed.

In addition, if there were no such misunderstandings, it is estimated that this oolong will be laughed at by Zhu Yourong for 100 years.

For example, "Well written, don't write again next time."

For example, "That's all for Tzuyu? I'll do all the tricks for my husband. Tell me, who is a serious person who will write a swearword?"

For example, "I heard that someone's posthumous writing is very good and touching. When will I write another letter to my husband?"

Zhao Rong: "..."

I'm still being careless, I should have confidence in my handsome, witty and brave self, and be able to overcome danger...

So now, he feels that he needs to find an opportunity to quickly explain to Zhu Yourong.

Prevent from destroying and tarnishing the great friendship between the two.

It is said that it is a bosom friend.

……

At this time in the tent hall.

A certain girl squeezed between Zhao Rong and Zhu Yourong.

Xiaoqian'er was surprised: "Hey, Mr. Zhu, you're back? By the way, Brother Ronger, I didn't disturb your discussion, did I?"

Zhao Rong shook his head and remained silent.

Zhu Yourong suddenly turned her head: "I'm really bothering you."

She paused, just as the handsome girl in front of her narrowed her eyes and was about to smile and nod.

Zhu Yourong smiled sweetly again, with a sweet voice:

"Miss Qian'er, you are really good."

She shook her head, and explained very patiently: "Before in the small courtyard in the bamboo forest, when Tzuyu was in a critical situation, I asked my avatar in ink to pass some heartwarming last words to me. When I mentioned this matter, I was afraid that he would play tricks, so I pretended not to receive it, as if I wanted him to say it again..."

The female student from the academy bit her lips lightly, and complained with a smile: "Hey, Miss Qian'er, I finally got out of it, and I asked Ziyu to admit it again, but now it's a good thing, you are here, Ziyu probably wants to do it again. Play stupid, get away with it."

"!!!" Someone went into cardiac arrest.

Zhao Rong stared at Zhu Yourong.

So you were just playing dumb?Wait, no!The point is that it's fine if you pretend to be stupid, let's chat in private, but now why are you telling the whole story in front of Qian'er, what the hell is this?

The blood pressure couldn't be suppressed immediately, and it soared up.

Zhu Yourong smiled and looked at Zhao Rong.

Then he lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Zhao Qian'er.

When the girl heard the words, her eyebrows were slightly raised, her mouth was red and her teeth were white, and she whispered, "Farewell...last words?"

She glanced at Zhu Yourong, took the teacup, and said thank you crisply.

But it was the teacup that was at hand and didn't drink it. He just tested the temperature of the cup with the smooth back of his little hand.

Then she gently grabbed Zhao Rong's big stiff hand, put it on the side wall of the teacup, and warmed his hand.

Zhao Qian'er raised her head, looked at Zhao Rong, and said in doubt:

"Brother Rong, is this true?"

The small hand gently covered his big hand, together with the hot tea cup, to keep him warm.

Zhao Rong: "..."

Zhu Yourong looked as usual, and looked at Zhao Rong with some searching eyes, waiting for his answer.

Zhao Rong opened his mouth and closed it again.

Why in front of little Qian'er, Zhu Yourong could speak so frankly, but he was speechless, feeling guilty?

……

No, Zhu Yourong, what exactly do you mean?

Zhao Rong grasped the source of the situation, turned his head to look at Zhu Yourong who seemed nothing had happened, and glared at her secretly.

It wasn't long before the two had just looked at each other.

A cold and pleasant female voice suddenly came from outside the tent.

"That's right, husband, is what Mr. Zhu said true? In the small courtyard in the bamboo forest...you also gave her a heartwarming last words?"

Everyone in the tent turned their heads to look, and the roller shutter at the door was opened again.

Concubine Zhao Ling walked into the hall with a calm expression, first glanced at Zhu Yourong, and then looked at her husband curiously.

The moment Qingjun came in, Zhao Rong's waist straightened, "Ah, you said this... oh, it's...it's true."

Concubine Zhao Ling and Xiao Qian'er looked at each other.

Zhu Yourong smiled lightly, with graceful movements, poured another cup of hot tea and handed it to Concubine Zhao Ling.

"Thank you Mr. Zhu."

Concubine Zhao Ling took the teacup calmly, looked into Zhu Yourong's eyes, smiled and nodded, "Mr. Zhu left in a hurry just now, Concubine Ling thought Mr. Zhu was in a hurry to go back to Duyou City, but it's a pity that I haven't thanked Mr. Zhu properly. "

She turned her head to look around, and burst into a beautiful smile: "I didn't expect Mr. Zhu to turn back suddenly after Concubine Ling and Qian'er left. Do you have something to discuss with your husband temporarily?"

Zhao Lingfei nodded politely, her voice was as crisp as a silver bell:

"Well, it's okay, we will have dinner together later, Concubine Ling also wants to thank Mr. Zhu for saving my husband and Qian'er today."

Zhu Yourong looked at this little girl who behaved gracefully, and the smile on her face became wider.

The female gentleman raised her finger and pointed forward lightly, saying: "Don't worry about this."

She turned to look at Zhao Rong.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled and nodded, "Indeed, there is no rush."

After the words fell, she turned her head together with Zhao Qian'er and looked at her husband.

Zhao Rong, who was sandwiched by the three women, secretly complained.

Damn, why can you be so tacit?

And... what are you looking at me for?

Zhao Rong scratched his head and smirked, looked at the expressions of the three women, and said with a sloppy tone, "Hey, I forgot if I didn't say anything, I'm starving to death, let's go and eat."