i have a sword fairy

Chapter 229 Stop and let go of my husband!
Outside the gate of Linlu Academy, for some reason, the original noisy voice gradually became quieter, maintaining a suitable level of neither noisy nor silent.

The atmosphere began to slowly become a little strange.

The academy scholars and Mochi students who came and went began to walk steadily, with light movements, and their demeanor became more dignified and refined.

And when some groups of people pass by the concierge outside the gate, most of them have calm expressions and soft-spoken words in tacit understanding, and they no longer make loud noises and laughter.

It seems to be afraid of some abrupt scenery, or leaving a bad impression on a certain beautiful woman.

At this moment, Li Jinshu and the others were like this. The casual chatting and laughing gesture in front of the academy gate just a moment ago was no longer there, and there was even a moment of silence among the crowd.

The scholar surnamed Cheng stared blankly at the Ruyi woman who was "on the side of the water" not far away.

The woman is wearing a Lanyuan Yuebai pipa jin top, a soft silver lily skirt, and light pink embroidered shoes with a pattern of two butterflies and love flowers. She is small and exquisite, as if to withstand the deep autumn cold. In addition to the matching of this set of tops and bottoms, there is also a lotus blue silk smock, which is exquisite and elegant.

There are no extra ornaments on the woman, but Rujuan's blue hair is pulled up high, and a jadeite jade hairpin is inserted, but in the eyes of the knowledgeable and wealthy men like Cheng surnamed around, the so-called "blue silk with beautiful hairpin" The jadeite jade hairpin on her temples looks very ordinary in style and material, it is a common thing, and it seems that it does not match her beautiful black hair.

But the men who looked at it quietly felt that the finishing touch was that the end of the emerald jade hairpin, with purple tassels hanging down, suddenly turned into an elegant walking swing, which would sway with the lotus steps, lifelike.

And the tassels paired with ordinary jade hairpins are also very peculiar, exuding a hazy and dreamy purple halo, automatic without wind, and elegant and immortal.

Wearing a jade hairpin with exquisite purple fringe, she is like a graceful lady strolling in the Book of Poetry, which is fascinating, but the woman's cold and long eyes make her look like a graceful, pure and pure lotus flower, making her daunting , a sense of alienation that can be seen from a distance and not played with.

If strange men were glanced at by her cold eyes, few would dare to keep looking at each other.

The scholar surnamed Cheng stared at the beautiful figure in a daze for a moment, and suddenly came back to his senses. He quickly turned his eyes away, thinking to himself, "Look at no evil", and try not to look at it any more.

After all, this stunning woman who forgets what she sees is already coiled up, and now she is asking and waiting at the gatehouse of this academy. As long as she is not a self-deceiving person, it is obvious that she is a gentleman's wife, but, I don’t know the woman’s identity. Which Confucian scholar in the academy is my husband, who has such a beautiful peach blossom...

Thinking of how he couldn't move his eyes when they first met, the scholar Cheng surnamed felt a little guilty. He glanced around, and suddenly found that the companions around him seemed to be the same as him, and their attention was more or less attracted by that woman, and no one paid attention to her. The scholar surnamed Cheng heaved a sigh of relief.

At this moment, even though their eyes stayed there, the group of people was gradually walking away.

The scholar surnamed Xu reluctantly withdrew his gaze, stretched out his hand to touch his round face, he turned his head to the scholar surnamed Cheng and said enviously:

"This fairy has some sharp sword energy that can't be hidden. It's probably a sword cultivator who has already cultivated spiritual energy. It's just that such a young female sword cultivator must be a certain genius in the Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion. I don't know. It’s He Fangming, hey, forget it, it’s already a celebrity, and it’s probably another pair of talented men and beautiful women.”

The scholar surnamed Xu had a regretful tone, he paused, and then said again: "Hey, Brother Li, Brother Cheng, do you know this fairy? Among us scholars, there is already a marriage, and the lady is from the Taiqing Mansion I know all the seniors of the woman, and I have seen them in the past few years, but I don’t remember that there is such a number one person, could it be the seeds of those few who have never seen the end of the book?”

The scholar surnamed Cheng shook his head, "I don't know, I can ask at the poetry meeting later."

Li Jinshu suddenly said: "Brother Cheng, Brother Xu, I suddenly remembered that there is an urgent matter today, I have to deal with it immediately, I am really sorry, I can only leave first, ahem, the brothers I brought, please trouble the two of you first Brother Nian took it to the Poetry Club and helped to take care of it, and I will definitely come to thank you in the next day."

The scholar surnamed Cheng was a little embarrassed, "Brother Li, Mr. Yan has repeatedly told us to bring you to the Denggao Poetry Contest."

Li Jinshu coughed lightly, "It's okay, my business is really important, I will explain to the teacher later, he won't blame you, the two young brothers leave."

After saying that, he cupped his hands to the two people beside him, gave some advice to the juniors brought behind him, and then turned back to Lin Lu Academy.

Behind him, the scholars surnamed Cheng and the scholars surnamed Xu looked at each other.

……

Concubine Zhao Ling deliberately didn't wear the chest-length skirt that Brother Rong likes today.

She knew he liked it, because Concubine Zhao Ling often saw Brother Rong's eyes sneaking somewhere.

But she still decided to wear some other favorite clothes that have been pressed in the closet for a long time to meet him, maybe Brother Rong would like it more?
Having not lived together for many years, Concubine Zhao Ling wanted to show her best side to her husband, so she couldn't make him get bored.

Brother Rong should like it, well, he must like it.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled lightly.

She deliberately found out that today is the holiday of Linlu Academy, Mochi Academy where Brother Rong is located will give students a day off, so Concubine Zhao Ling specially asked for a day off at Xiaoyao Mansion to come to see him.

Concubine Zhao Ling started to prepare very early. Qian'er has been outside for a long time and has not come back. The kitchen in Qinglianxuan has not been opened for a long time. It took her a lot of time to clean up. Later, she learned how to cook porridge and cooked a lot It was only the second time that she was satisfied.

And today Concubine Zhao Ling stopped her practice in the early morning, carefully boiled a bowl of lotus seed glutinous rice porridge, and then took the time to dress up, and after careful preparations, she went out at dawn and left the Taiqing Mansion.

At this moment, she rushed to Lin Lu Academy and came to wait at the door. It was four o'clock in the morning, when the academy students finished their morning reading regardless of holidays, they were studying on an empty stomach, at this time, Brother Rong should be hungry.

And now it is autumn cold again, and the coolness seeps into people in the morning.

Concubine Zhao Ling squinted her eyes lightly. If she suddenly appeared and gave Brother Rong a surprise, holding a bowl of hot glutinous rice porridge with lotus seeds in front of him with both hands, Brother Rong should be warm after drinking it on an empty stomach, right?
Be it body or mind.

Concubine Zhao Ling wanted to fill him up.

Thinking of this, the desolate woman in front of the concierge of Lin Lu Academy bowed her head gently, her lips curled up, like a piece of pink and white petals falling on a pool of mirror-like spring water, with curving curves and rippling ripples.

She rolled up her hair of blue silk and shook the beautiful hairpin. The "clean" and hanging tassels seemed to have sensed the mood of the hostess, and they swayed automatically without wind.

Qing Jing was swinging on the swing next to Concubine Zhao Ling's profile, and the faint rosy glow on her cheeks was covered by a hazy purple halo, making the woman's face look like a dream.

Concubine Zhao Ling's tenderness in lowering her head, and her indistinct beauty, happened to fall into the eyes of the Confucian students in the academy who walked around slowly and quietly.

Many men even simply stopped in their tracks and stared straight at the dreamy fairy who was looming thousands of miles away.

But there are no Confucian scholars who dare to take the liberty to step forward.

In the early morning, outside the gate of Lin Lu Academy, it became quieter, so the sounds and movements became "quietly".

Concubine Zhao Ling was of course aware of the countless gazes from all directions, but she was used to it like thousands of times before, and she didn't care.

Concubine Zhao Ling freed a hand to touch the side of the food box she had been carrying, and waves of warmth penetrated through the wooden box and penetrated into her palm.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled sweetly.

Just at this moment, a receptionist from the concierge of the academy came to her, saluted and said: "Ma'am, the time has come, you can enter the academy, may I ask your name, which young master in the academy are you looking for?" ?”

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head, her voice was crisp and clear, "I am Concubine Zhao Ling, a student of the Xiaoyao Mansion in Taiqing, and came to visit my husband, Zhao Ziyu. He is a student of the Willful School of Mochi Academy in your academy. I don't know where your husband lives. Can you find out and take me there."

Hearing Concubine Zhao Ling's self-reported identity, the person who received the guest couldn't help but glance at her, and immediately nodded, "Please wait a moment."

Yuluo was about to turn around and go to register and check people.

"Your Excellency, please wait. She is my younger brother and sister. Don't bother Your Excellency. I will take her there."

At this moment, Li Jinshu's voice came.

Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head in response, and saw that the person who came was the elder brother who had accompanied Brother Rong'er to salute at the Nuanxi Yaji that day, her eyes lit up, and she quickly saluted, "Eldest brother."

Li Jinshu smiled warmly, "Your brother and sister don't need to be polite, let's go, I'll take you to find Ziyu."

"Thank you, Big Brother."

"I've said it all, brothers and sisters, don't be too polite." Li Jinshu said helplessly.

Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head with a smile, but did not speak.

Afterwards, Li Jinshu took Concubine Zhao Ling into Linlu Academy and walked all the way to Nanxuan Academy.

On the road.

Concubine Zhao Ling took a step back and followed behind Li Jinshu. She smiled and asked Li Jinshu about Zhao Rong, while looking around at the scenery in the academy. Buildings and roads are kept in mind.

"So, Rong'er brother's willful hall is the best of the six halls in Mochi?"

Li Jinshu paused, thought for a while, nodded and said:
"At present, this is indeed the case. In the last mid-month exam, Zhixingtang was number one. Moreover, there is Yu Huaijin in Qixingtang, who is the number one among the new students and is also the senior of Zhixingtang. Keep the management of the hall in order, from my point of view, with Tzuyu in the willful hall this time, the next mid-month exam should be stable."

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded with a slight smile, and didn't ask any more questions.

Li Jinshu turned his head to look at her, and said with a smile:

"Sisters and sisters of Concubine Ling, don't worry, our academy has a great style of study, is full of scholarly fragrance, learns about things, and the classmates are friendly and harmonious, and the relationship is simple.

Ziyu was also very diligent and conscientious in studying in the academy. The evening before yesterday, she came to the teacher with questions about the classics and reading questions, and asked for advice until late at night before returning alone.

Sometimes I get up early and go out to do errands. When I pass Mochi, I often see him walking and reading.

It's a holiday today, so he must have stayed in the yard and buried himself in his studies, concentrating on the scriptures. Let's go find him now and give him a surprise. "

"Ah."

Concubine Zhao Ling replied with squinted eyes, and reached out to touch the outer wall of the food box.

Qingjing is swinging on a swing beside the mole of tears on her left cheek.

Not long after, the two entered Nanxuan Academy talking and laughing all the way.

On the way, Concubine Zhao Ling attracted the attention of many academicians and students, but they were all Confucian scholars who were influenced by etiquette, and with Li Jinshu leading the way, nothing rude happened, and no one exceeded the rules.

"That's Ziyu's residence. His roommate is Jia Tengying, who is also a student of the Willful School. They live together and have a harmonious relationship. This courtyard is called Dongli Xiaozhu. When I came to see Ziyu last time, he told me."

Li Jinshu pointed to the quiet courtyard not far away.

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded and looked around. With her sharp ears and eyes, she found that the courtyard was quiet at this time, and there was no sound coming from it.

The bell rang just now. Brother Rong should have just finished reading at this time. Is he still reading quietly? I don’t know if he has an empty stomach...

Concubine Zhao Ling was thinking carefully, and suddenly she looked down at her attire, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her red lips were biting lightly.

We are about to meet each other, and Concubine Zhao Ling is worried for some reason that Zhao Rong will not like her outfit today.

It's just that before Concubine Zhao Ling was worried for too long, Li Jinshu, who didn't know that she was entangled in her heart, had already led her to the gate of Dongli Xiaozhu's courtyard without stopping.

At this moment, the two were very close to the door, Li Jinshu raised his hand, ready to knock on the door.

At this moment, some small voices suddenly came from the door, faintly visible.

"Can you take it easy, the strength is so strong every time."

An unfamiliar female voice came from the men's school.

Li Jinshu was taken aback for a moment, then stopped moving.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly clenched her hand holding the food box, her long and narrow eyes narrowed.

"I just like to be stronger. Didn't you praise me just now? Why did you change your mind now? I can't stand it. It's only been a few times. If you can't stand it, just say it, and we can take a break."

Even though Zhao Rong's voice came out, even though his voice was faint, the two people outside the door could still distinguish it.

At this moment, Zhao Rong seemed to have paused for a moment, and then begged for mercy: "Huh...it's been a few times, forget it, let's stop for a while, it's not you who moved, you must not be tired, I am exhausted to death."

The female voice interrupted: "No, you can't stop, don't get up, keep going, you won't be tired if you move lightly."

"Again?"

"Have you drawn the orthographic characters this time? Hurry up and draw them. The number of times you agreed to is not less than once today..."

Outside the door, Li Jinshu was a little embarrassed. What he said to his concubine Ling's younger siblings earlier, "the style of study is good" and "the relationship is simple", seemed to slap him in the face.Li Jinshu didn't knock on the door with his raised hand, nor did he put it down. He gritted his teeth and glanced sideways at Concubine Zhao Ling beside him.

I saw that her face was gradually turning pale, and her eyes were fixed on the courtyard door.

Li Jinshu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly raised her head, stretched out her hand, and pushed him aside forcefully.

She gently put down the food box, and with a trembling hand, gradually approached the wooden courtyard door, preparing to push open the door that separated the inside and outside, and also separated him from her.

The door was getting closer and closer.

She wanted to ask Brother Rong'er himself if he would like to drink this bowl of porridge.

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes were red, and her lips were tightly pursed, like a line of blood, which slowly faded away, like a piece of white paper.

The slender, plain hand stretched out towards the wooden door, gradually closed its five fingers, and was about to make a fist, and the door was within easy reach.

At this moment, Zhao Rong's voice came again, and his tone was obviously aggravated:

"Yu Xuanji, Yu Huaijin, don't deceive people too much! 21 straight characters, plus three strokes, I've played this broken piano a hundred and eight times in a row, and it's still coming, there's no end!?"

Concubine Zhao Ling's almond eyes widened, her delicate body trembled, she woke up suddenly, and rushed in the next second.

In an instant.

The panorama of the courtyard came into her eyes,
Brother Rong Er, who rose up against the crime.

Fan Yushu buried in the pile of books.

A dark man squatting in the field picking things.

And... a short woman with her back facing her, wearing a large school uniform, was holding a ruler in her hand, and was in a stalemate with Brother Rong.

At the same time, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly sensed the ceremony in front of her, preventing her from going any further.

Concubine Zhao Ling's heartstrings, which had been tightly tensed since just now, suddenly loosened.

Yu Huaijin turned around with a straight face.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Rong for the first time, and seeing that her husband was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly turned her head, her cold eyes collided with Yu Huaijin's calm eyes, she scolded coquettishly:

"Stop, let go of my husband!"

　Good brothers, I haven’t thanked Xiaorong for a long time. It’s not that I forgot or swelled up (I would like to, but I don’t deserve it, ahem), but that it’s hard to finish coding 4k characters every day, and I manually do it one by one in the background. It is very troublesome to type the IDs of the brothers, and it will affect the code words... So, in the future, at the end of each month, Xiao Rong will issue a separate chapter and bow one by one to thank the brothers! (What? You said "Then don't reward or vote, and save your code"? Huh, is this okay? This is not good, I am an old man who can't type, the happiest thing every day The thing is to watch the news of the rewards and votes of the brothers in the background, woo woo woo, even a point coin and a recommendation ticket are fine, poor little Rong...)
　　
　
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