i have a sword fairy

Chapter 574: 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 red and her teeth 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 Qing Jun came in, Zhao Rong's waist straightened, "Ah, you said this... oh, yes... 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."

As Zhao Rong said, he lifted his feet, as if leading the way to the dining place in the back hall: "Haha, let's eat, I'm so hungry that I could swallow a cow..."

Concubine Zhao Ling, Zhao Qian'er, and Zhu Yourong didn't show any intention of raising their feet.

The three women stayed where they were, and turned to look at him calmly.

Zhao Rong: "..."

No, don't do this, I beg you, please save face, let's go eat quickly...

In the hall, except for the sound of the wind blowing the curtain at the door, it was extremely quiet.

Zhao Rong put away his smile and nodded solemnly: "That...isn't it about eating?"

The sound broke the silence, but then, the hall became even more silent.

Concubine Zhao Ling, Zhu Yourong, and Zhao Qian'er, for some reason, were silent at this time.

Three pairs of beautiful eyes cast their gazes, just looking at him quietly.

Zhao Rong: "???"

At this moment, the dead silence in the hall was a bit... terrifying.

Someone swallowed.

Then, under the calm eyes of the three women...he understood in seconds.

Someone who was trying to run away returned to the spot in despair, returned to the position between the three women, and then stood upright again.

Ever since, Zhao Rong is like a clockwork switch of a music box, which is reset and activated at this moment.

The three women who were calm and unmoved around them returned to their original state in an instant.

Like exquisite wax figures of beauties, they suddenly came to life one after another.

Xiaoqian'er grabbed Zhao Rong's right hand, covered her two small hands again, and warmed him up.

Zhu Yourong smiled at Concubine Zhao Ling, tilted the teacup, and nodded to her.

Concubine Zhao Ling agreed with a smile and nodded in return, but she didn't drink the tea in the cup. She suddenly stretched out a plain hand, grabbed Zhao Rong's sleeve in the middle, and tugged gently.

She said tenderly and considerately:

"Husband, don't be in a hurry to eat. I will go to the back kitchen to cook you two dishes that you like later. You may not be used to the dishes of the cook outside... By the way."

Speaking of this, the girl with autumn eyes seemed to think of something again, and said softly: "Just now you said that you left a heartwarming last word for Mr. Zhu... Well, what is it?"

"........."

Zhao Rong's expression was loveless.

……

(End of this chapter)