i have a sword fairy

Being recognized and praised by her husband's teacher, Concubine Zhao Ling and Xiao Qian'er were of course smiling happily, but they turned their eyes and saw Zhao Rong looking down. His calm expression didn't change much, so the smiles of the two girls restrained a little.

Seeing this somewhat incongruous scene.

Zhu Yourong pursed her lips, but didn't say anything.

But Mr. Yan and the others didn't know what happened just now, so naturally they couldn't see it, they only thought that someone was serious and humble, and they appreciated it more and more.

After a while of excitement, Zhao Rong proposed to leave, and everyone had nothing to do.

So they left the camp on the wasteland, broke away from Dugu Chanyi and other people's clothing and lodging arrangements, and rushed to the upper reaches of the Huangling Waterfall, a place that Zhao Rong and Xiaoqian'er are quite familiar with - Zhulin Courtyard .

Of course, Zhao Rong didn't want to bring the teachers of the academy to live in the courtyard where Zhang Huizhi lived, and it was also the bloody place where he left a broken arm.

Near the small courtyard in the bamboo forest, there are many quiet courtyards.

The elegant buildings have become a small village indistinctly, located in the dense bamboo forest, it was originally a good place for Qingxiu.

Before that, apart from Zhang Huizhi's family, there were also many Confucian officials who wanted to guard the mausoleum of the late Emperor Dali, and lived here.

However, after the attack on Zhao Rong happened, many people had already fled in a hurry after questioning, lest they would cause disaster.

Although there are still a few stubborn Confucian scholars left, there are still many courtyards vacant, suitable for Zhao Rong and others to settle down now.

In addition, it is also close to the scene of the attack - Zhulin Xiaoyuan and Dali Imperial Mausoleum, which is convenient for Sima Duyi, Meng Zhengjun, Mr. Yan and others to go to the field investigation tomorrow.

Zhao Rong took Concubine Zhao Ling, Xiao Qian'er, Uncle Bai, Zhu Yourong and other academy teachers, and each found an empty courtyard to rest in the south of the small courtyard in the bamboo forest.

At this time the night was getting dark, Zhao Rong wanted to let the teachers go to rest first, and talk about things tomorrow, but Concubine Zhao Ling smiled and offered to suggest Mr. Yan, Mr. Zhu and other teachers of the husband to come to their yard for supper.

Take advantage of the beautiful scenery of the night to drink wine and enjoy the moon.

Concubine Zhao Ling and Xiao Qian'er just brought the dishes and wine they had prepared in the back kitchen.

Mr. Yan, who loves liveliness and good wine, naturally praised him.

Meng Zhengjun, who didn't like the excitement, turned his head and glanced at Zhao Rong, thinking it was his instruction, and after thinking about it, he didn't leave.

The relationship between the two had just eased, so it was inconvenient to refuse. At the same time, she was interested in Zhao Rong's daughter of the sword fairy embryo.

According to Meng Zhengjun's knowledge, this is one of the most important talents cultivated by the Taiqing Mansion next door, with a lot of resources.

But right now, it seems that Tianjiao, a woman who should have attracted the attention of all the people in the Taiqing four prefectures, has become a well-behaved lady who cooks for a certain student in her own school.

The son-in-law has achieved such a realm of soft food and hard food, Meng Zhengjun really convinced a certain student surnamed Zhao, and the kind of son-in-law she had seen and thought before was obedient in front of his wife. worlds apart.

Facing Concubine Zhao Ling's expectant eyes, Zhu Yourong also nodded and stayed.

She knew that Concubine Zhao Ling's purpose in keeping these academy teachers for dinner was probably to show herself and at the same time save face for her husband.

The ultimate goal of this concubine concubine's sister is to resolve the current state of incongruity.

Ziyu's peaceful appearance made even Zhu Yourong feel a little scared when he saw it, let alone his two childhood sweethearts.

Right now, Zhu Yourong is staying with Meng Zhengjun, Yan Jidao and others, being a redundant person, and not leaving for a long time, because she still has some guilt and self-blame for causing Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling to quarrel.

At the same time, she still has some inexplicable... guilt and loneliness.

At the beginning, Zhu Yourong really didn't like Zhao Lingfei's second daughter's overt and secret precautions, and the extreme politeness of treating her as an absolute outsider.

Zhu Yourong would of course feel relieved that the two daughters could suffer some setbacks, but she absolutely did not want the conflict to become more intense, so that she herself would become the trigger for the breakdown of the relationship between Ziyu and his wife.

This is already destroying other people's families.

She is Zhu Yourong, Mr. Lanhua from Linlu Academy, and a first-class scholar of Confucianism who is well-known in Jiuzhou Academy.

Her upbringing and pride prevented her from doing such a thing.

What's more, Zhao Rong's reaction and decisive statement this time, while awakening Concubine Zhao Ling and Xiao Qian'er, has also made Zhu Yourong see clearly his position and attitude towards the relationship between the two of them.

Zhu Yourong felt that she should leave first.

But before leaving, I want to see the relationship between Ziyu and the two ladies in the family ease up, and I am a little afraid that they will become more and more tense...

At this time, Zhu Yourong made the promise, and even called Zhao Rong to have dinner and drink with him, and he was not allowed to get away.

Concubine Zhao Ling bit her lower lip lightly, and sent a grateful look to Mr. Zhu.

The woman in the Confucian shirt nodded gently.

Seeing that everyone else had agreed, Sima Duo also stayed. Moreover, he was also quite interested in someone who might be the disciple of Shan Xiang.

then.

An impromptu dinner, held in the lonely bamboo forest, elegant courtyard, autumn delicacies, good night wine...

……

The dinner party begins.

Held in a courtyard surrounded by bamboo forests.

There is a starry sky above your head, and delicious food and wine in front of you.

Zhao Rong, who raised his head, looked away, and took a glass of fine wine from the little Qian'er who was sitting next to him.

Looking down at the crisp wine in the cup, a dazed face was reflected.

The dinner is held temporarily, so there are not too many details.

Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er sat next to Zhao Rong. Xiao Qian'er was mainly serving food and wine, while Concubine Zhao Ling also assumed the responsibility of the hostess to warm up the scene because her husband was very quiet tonight, mainly entertaining teachers for Zhao Rong.

Mr. Yan, Meng Zhengjun, Sima Duyi and others also saw someone's silence tonight, but they only thought that he had experienced too many things today, and he was a little tired and lost in thought.

Concubine Zhao Ling held up her sleeve with one hand, and pinched the slender chopsticks with five slender onion fingers in the other hand, and picked up a preserved egg dipped in sauce for Zhao Rong and put it in a small white porcelain bowl.

With her head lowered, she slightly rolled her eyes upwards, looked at the dazed husband, then exchanged glances with Xiaoqian'er, then turned her head lightly, and went to entertain her husband's teachers.

5 Chapter Eighty

In the courtyard, at the dinner party.

Zhao Rong knew that Qingjun, Qian'er and Yourong were all watching him quietly, but he couldn't tell.

Because he is looking at 'himself'.

Zhao Rong looked at himself reflected in the teacup, raised his head, and drank it down in one gulp.

The dinner continued.

Concubine Zhao Ling hosted the dinner in a harmonious and relaxed atmosphere, and under the curious suggestion of Mr. Yan and others, she also manifested a bamboo horse.

then.

A purple sword hangs upside down in the courtyard.

A dreamlike purple halo immediately enveloped the courtyard walls on all sides, like a shimmering lake and landscape.

The invisible sword energy resembling the autumn wind cleared the dark clouds over the courtyard, and the bright stars fell.

First-class mid-grade natal flying sword.

Everyone looked at it with different expressions, and most of them sighed in surprise.

This is a natal flying sword with a ridiculously high rank, which only occasionally appeared in the rumors of the famous Tianjiao who were famous in Jiuzhou that they heard on the mountain in the past.

But right now, it was right in front of them, right in the heart lake of that dignified and graceful woman with autumn eyes who toasted them.

In fact, this bamboo horse has long been famous.

Since it was born in Xia Chong Zhai that night, on the second day, its name and rank spread throughout the east and west of Duyou. As long as it is a place where the immortal family gathers, almost everyone knows Zhao Lingfei and her first-class middle-grade bamboo horse sword in Xiaoyao Mansion of Taiqing.

It is said that when the new city lord of Lian Youlan Mansion got up at night, after learning about this, they all sighed, and sighed to his left and right subordinates: "The Zhao family has a daughter, who is like a willow in the spring moon, and the porch is like a morning glow."

Roughly speaking, Zhao's concubine is as glamorous as a willow in spring, and her talent is as bright as a rising sun.

Zhu Yourong, Yan Jidao, Meng Zhengjun, Sima Duyi and others admired the sword under the moonlight, drinking with starlight, autumn wind and sword energy.

Concubine Zhao Ling wanted to take this opportunity to boast about her husband, saying that it was his credit for the promotion of the bamboo horse, but when she saw Zhu Yourong shaking her head slightly at her, she realized that it was too late, and he might feel annoyed.

Concubine Zhao Ling had no choice but to swallow her words, not disturbing her husband, and she was lost in thought.

Then, halfway through the dinner, Concubine Zhao Ling got up with Xiao Qian'er, and solemnly toasted Zhu Yourong.

Thanks to Mr. Zhu for presenting the ink writing of the second daughter and husband, who saved Xiaoqian'er and gave Zhao Rong a chance at the critical moment in the Zhulin courtyard.

In addition, there is her help in searching and rescuing Zhao Rong today.

The two goddesses look sincere.

Zhao Rong, who had been distracted, also got up to toast.

One husband and two wives, the three of them thanked the Confucian shirt woman together.

Afterwards, Concubine Zhao Ling asked Xiao Qian'er to take out a heavy gift to thank Zhu Yourong.

The gift is indeed not light, the name is Whale Fragrance Ink, and the main material is collected from a certain type of whale beast that is about to become extinct in the depths of the North Sea.

This ink is very famous among the scholars of Jiuzhou Academy. It is a rare product among the Yagong of the study, and it has many wonderful uses.

This was originally Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er planning to send a husband to celebrate his success in the final exam.

But right now, my husband is not in a hurry to use it, so I will give it to Mr. Zhu first.

Zhu Yourong hesitated for a moment, then took it in front of Zhao Rong.

It can be regarded as... accepting the apology from Concubine Zhao Lingfei's second daughter.

Not long after, the dinner party ended, Zhu Yourong, Yan Jidao and other academy teachers dispersed, and each went back to rest.

Zhao Rong left the table and stood quietly for a while in the courtyard where the autumn wind was blowing, looking up at the starry sky and dispersing some of the smell of alcohol on his body.

He didn't look at the petite back of the little Qian'er who was tidying up the main wing not far away, he turned around immediately, chose a wing on the west side by himself, entered the room, closed the door, made the bed and folded the quilt, and lay down with his clothes on.

In the main room not far away, Xiao Qian'er, who was kneeling on the big bed and spreading the quilt, paused, then quietly put away the two white handkerchiefs embroidered with 'Fat Duck' in her hand, jumped off the bed, and poked her head Outside the house, he bit his lip and looked at the west wing room where Brother Rong'er slept with the door closed.

On the narrow road not far away, Concubine Zhao Ling, who had cleaned up the remnants of the dinner party, had stopped walking at some point, just like Xiao Qian'er, silently looking at the west wing room...

In the sky above the courtyard, the stars in the sky gradually became thinner.

Late at night.

The chirping of crickets and insects was heard in the distance.

The last light in the courtyard went out.

On the dark sidewalk.

A slender and petite figure, holding a cup of fragrant hot tea, quietly came to the door of the west wing, pushed the door tentatively with small hands, and found that it was not closed, but just covered.

The petite figure looked back happily, as if nodding towards a certain figure staying not far behind.

Then the petite figure gently pushed the door open and entered the room.

It seems to warm the bed for the husband.

After Xiaoqian'er entered the room, she was relieved to see that there was no movement on the bed in the back room in the darkness.

The girl quietly walked to the bed, picked up the teacup, took a sip of the fragrant tea, then slipped on her slippers and slipped into Zhao Rong's bed...

Not long after, the door of the west wing room was gently opened from the outside again, and a tall and graceful figure of a woman entered the room with an incense warm quilt in her arms.

It seems to be cold, I need to add some quilts to my husband.

Concubine Zhao Ling held her breath, and walked lightly to the bed in the back room. The brocade quilt in her arms had been warmed in advance with a smoke cage and hot water, soaking in the warm fragrance.

She picked up the teacup that Xiaoqian'er had put down with her plain hand, and took a mouthful of the fragrant tea she rinsed her mouth with.

These are the habits of women's boudoir before going to sleep. Warming the bedding and rinsing the mouth with fragrant tea can make the mouth feel fragrant and moisten the tongue.

Therefore, the women's boudoir is also known as the fragrant boudoir. Even the dream is very particular, and the dark fragrance floats.

Concubine Zhao Ling first put the incensed husband's clothes on the hanger next to him, so that he could wear them tomorrow.

Then she hugged the incense and warmed the quilt, and went to bed too...

Zhao Rong didn't fall asleep immediately.

He is still looking at 'himself'.

Of course, he also felt that Xiaoqian'er and Qingjun were going to bed quietly, so he didn't stop him.

At this time, Qing Jun was sleeping on his left side, next to the bed.

Xiaoqian'er was sleeping on his right side, inside.

The three sleep together.