i have a sword fairy

Chapter 575

At the door of the tent, a man holding a sword glanced at the Shura field inside, and sighed, he felt embarrassed for a certain brat.

In addition...it's really a famous scene, it seems that there are a few more bowls of rice tonight, it's too much.

The man nodded.

Continue to hold the sword to watch the door.

Heh, brat, let's see if you dare to say that Uncle Bai is ignorant.

The man holding the sword muttered, "Miss and Xiaoqian'er praised me just now, they are very sensible..."

He smiled and narrowed his eyes, and suddenly felt that the night is really good today...

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Zhao Rong knew it would be like this!
I knew that the last words would probably be difficult to pass.

Just now when the second daughter came back suddenly, Zhao Rong faintly felt that something was going to go wrong.

The script of the three women gathering together, which looks like a rape scene, seems familiar, and God obviously wants to give him a big one.

The easiest to guess is.

After Qing Jun and Qian'er heard Zhu Yourong's last words, they must have turned a corner to ask him what they had said to Zhu Yourong 'before they died'.

But in this case, the normal words he and Zhu Yourong said will probably be interpreted, not to mention his somewhat sensational "Book with Yourong"...

At this time, Zhao Rong was expressionless.

He was already quite experienced with these encounters.

He looked at Qing Jun and Qian'er.

One of the two women was pulling his sleeve, and the other was covering his palm and the back of his hand. They both stared at him intently, with very 'curious' eyes.

it's good now.

Ask about the last words, they are really going to be the last words.

Zhao Rong nodded in his heart.

In addition...

Zhu Yourong, you have changed!
With a stiff neck, he turned his head and looked at Zhu Yourong, the culprit.

She propped her white chin on the back of one jade hand, tilted her head slightly, and poured tea with the other hand as if nothing had happened.

At this time, she seemed to have noticed a certain man's eyes of mourning and resenting her husband, and the Confucian woman nodded towards him encouragingly.

It's like saying: what are you looking at me for?They are asking you, not me, well, I hope you think it through before answering the 'last words', come on Tzuyu, I believe you can...

He looked like he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

"..." I encourage you big-headed ghost.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched fiercely.

Suddenly, he felt someone hook his fingers on his right hand.

"Brother Ronger." A girl called softly.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Zhao Rong turned his head to look, and it was Xiao Qian'er.

The girl raised his big hand, covered her pink cheeks, and asked her sweetheart in a low voice: "Brother Rong, you...do you only leave a last message for Mr. Zhu? Is there any miss and me? Probably not... No? Well, I...we want it too."

Concubine Zhao Ling who was next to her pursed her lips, nodded lightly, her bright eyes looked at her husband affectionately, waiting for his answer

Zhao Rong: "..."

Damn, no, can you compare this too?Compare each other's husband's last words?Is it better to look back than to make a last word?Which one is more touching and sincere?
Zhao Rong opened his eyes and felt that it was far from the truth.

No matter how well-behaved and lovely a woman is, once she is jealous and compared, it is really outrageous.

In fact, on the way to escape, he did write some last words to Qingjun and Xiaoxiao, on the blood book he left in the back hall of the underground palace.

It's just that this blood book was taken away by Luo Xiu later, and it was not returned to him. After all, the heroine had already donated her pure white cold palace to save the young master. Naturally, it was impossible to give it to Qing Jun according to the blood book. Small convey the last words.

As for the last words to Qian'er, there is really no such thing.

Because Zhao Rong gave her all his life at that time, and all the love words he wanted to say to this silly girl were in his choices and actions.

This is the most affectionate last words.

However, women's desires are unlimited, even the obedient and well-behaved little Qian'er can't help wanting more care and love from her sweetheart.

At this time, Zhao Rong's face was serious, and he shook his head seriously:

"Who is a decent person to leave a last word? Besides, how can you care about these things in a critical moment? You just want to live! Live! If you live to see you, why leave a last word? It's not like you're dead, cough cough."

He forcefully explained, and suddenly felt that what he said made sense.

Zhao Rongxuan pretended to be disappointed and said: "Oh, Qingjun, Qian'er, is it possible that you are all eager to die for your husband?"

"How could it be!" The two women said in unison, shaking their heads vigorously.

"That's right." Zhao Rong was overjoyed, secretly thinking that there seemed to be something going on.

He nodded, taking advantage of Qing Jun and Qian'er's hasty denial, he quickly passed the matter with a sentence: "The words I passed to Mr. Zhu at that time were just words of advice and farewell among some Confucian friends, what is it? Last words... By the way, Qing Jun, Qian'er, why did you come back so early?"

Someone is trying to change the subject.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly said: "Husband, then did you say something to Mr. Zhu to persuade and say goodbye to Confucian friends?"

Little Qian'er nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.

The two ladies are still very curious about the affairs between the husband and Mr. Zhu.

At this time, Zhu Yourong also sighed softly, put down the teacup, and turned to face Zhao Rong.

It was actually helping Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er to persuade:

"Ziyu, just speak directly, tell your heart-warming last words... Well, it's a warning to say goodbye, and tell Sister Lingfei and Sister Qian'er that it's okay, don't take my feelings into consideration."

Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help but look sideways at her.

The woman in the Confucian shirt lowered her eyes slightly, her white teeth brightened her eyes, "Well, if you're sorry, don't be shy, it's fine, there's nothing you can't say."

She seemed a little embarrassed, but she insisted on shaking her head.
Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qianer pursed their lips when they saw this, their eyes pierced towards their husband like a sword.

Zhao Rong was also staring at Zhu Yourong who seemed to add fuel to the fire.

Seeing Qing Jun and Qian'er's gazes mixed with aggrieved and mournful oppression, he withdrew his gaze.

Zhao Rong had calmed down by now.

Because he felt something was wrong, and then he reacted a bit.

Zhu Yourong will not make trouble for no reason.

He was sure of that.

With her temperament, when Zhao Rong was angry, her words and routines made him feel embarrassed, but she would not be too nonsense, but had a sense of propriety—to embarrass him, but she could get off the stage.

This method of 'stepping down', an intelligent woman like Zhu Yourong, who is so pure and blue, would usually not take the initiative to say it, because she is proud and disdainful, so like all intelligent women in the world, she likes to let men use their brains to figure it out.

They can also take the opportunity to see how the men respond, and appreciate the man who can understand each other tacitly.

This is the blue-faced confidant they can love and confide in.

Suddenly the corners of Zhao Rong's mouth curled down.

She didn't look at Zhu Yourong, but looked at Qing Jun and Xiao Qian'er openly.

At this moment, that Confucian woman in Confucian clothes who appeared quiet and gentle but was actually aloof and self-admired was once again guessed by a confidant and friend with a tacit understanding.

"Oh, then I'll tell you, Mr. Zhu, don't be shy when the time comes."

Zhao Rong's suddenly calm tone made Concubine Zhao Ling and Xiao Qian'er, who had been close together before, look at each other. Could it be that she really misunderstood her husband?

Zhu Yourong's willow eyes drooped slightly, without lifting her eyelids, she just nodded, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip of tea.

It's just that what the people around didn't see was that the corners of her vermilion lips covered by the teacup were pulled, as if she was a little... helpless and depressed, but there was also a little joy and happiness mixed in it.

It's like a smart woman meets a friend who can always guess her mind.

But if he didn't guess it, she should be a little disappointed, right?

Zhu Yourong is also not quite clear about the feeling that lingers in her heart at this moment.

Zhao Rong didn't even go to see her, and said with a smile:
"I really can't do anything about you... By the way, at the time in the small bamboo forest courtyard, I felt that my life was bleak, so before I asked Mr. Zhu's avatar to send Xiaoqian'er away, I let the avatar take the message back...I hope that after the assistant teacher is gone, Our Mr. Zhu will be able to go to the school on time for calligraphy classes in the future, and correct students' homework on time."

Zhao Rong glanced at Zhu Yourong with a smile, "Well, don't be obsessed with writing and be unreliable, and work hard to be a Mr. Lanhua who is respected and loved by the students."

Zhu Yourong pursed her lips lightly, and put down the teacup.

"........."

Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er opened their eyes and exchanged glances when they heard the words.

Why is it different from what they expected?Is it true or not?

Little Qian'er tilted her head in confusion, "Brother Rong'er, really?"

Zhao Rong nodded calmly: "Well, because at that time, I couldn't let go of the calligraphy classes in the College's Willful Hall and Justice Hall, and at the same time, I was afraid that after Mr. Zhu lost my teaching assistant, he would often forget to go to class on time, and waste the willful The studies of the students of the Justice Hall and Justice Hall..."

He nodded, "Hey, maybe this is the self-cultivation of a dedicated and diligent teacher. In this area, your husband and I won it directly, and it should almost be a perfect score."

Concubine Zhao Ling: "..."

Zhu Yourong: "..."

Zhao Qian'er: "..."

The atmosphere on the court was quiet, Zhao Lingfei and Xiaoqian'er were still digesting his words,
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and saw that there was still some disbelief between Qing Jun and Xiao Qian'er's eyebrows.

He laughed and shook his head, raised his chin, and motioned to Zhu Yourong, "Here, if you don't believe me, go ask Mr. Zhu if what I said is right, is this the heartwarming last words I gave her?"

The two immediately looked at Zhu Yourong. Before, they thought that Zhu Yourong had really received the unknown last words from her husband, so they flirted in front of them with full confidence. Just now they were simply 'riding on the face'...

Under the gazes of Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling, Zhu Yourong looked down at the teacup on the table, then... nodded:
"Well, Ziyu is right."

Zhu Yourong, who had been backstabbing Zhao Rong before, now cooperated very well.

Sure enough, this Zhu Yourong...Zhao Rong smiled when he saw this, and continued to make up words to the woman in the Confucian shirt:

"By the way, Mr. Zhu, you should have collected all the homework I assigned to the straightforward class before. Have you finished correcting these days when I'm not in the academy? Well, it's best to correct and distribute it before the calligraphy assessment, so that students can Let's take a closer look in private, review the past to learn the new... Hey, these things, I have been thinking about them, and I have talked to your clone before we parted from the bamboo forest courtyard..."

Zhu Yourong couldn't help but glanced at him, and nodded calmly, "Yes, um, I'm really thankful for our Mr. Zhao Xiao's heartwarming reminder of his last words, and he never forgets to preach and teach in times of crisis..."

Zhao Rong waved his hands modestly, and then looked at Zhu Yourong in the air, with tacit understanding in the eyes.

It's just that a woman in a Confucian shirt was a little upset, and it was still a little easy for Ziyu to see through and pass the test.

Zhao Rong smiled inwardly. He was actually wondering why Zhu Yourong suddenly mentioned his "heart-warming last words" in front of Qing Jun and Qian'er.

It seems unnecessary for her to provoke Qingjun and Qian'er and put Zhao Rong in a dilemma.

But then Zhao Rong figured it out. It turned out that Zhu Yourong was still doing the same thing as when Qing Junqian'er didn't come over. On the surface, he ordered him to pour tea forcefully, but in fact, he was carefully holding a cup of hot tea to him with both hands.

The same is true for her sudden mention of this 'heartwarming last words'.

Leave the question and choice to Zhao Rong.

It seemed like he was throwing a tantrum in front of Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er, but in fact no matter how Zhao Rong answered, as long as he could get the words back, then Zhu Yourong would nod and cooperate with him, there was no need to collude in advance, the two of them just had a tacit understanding.

It's not about threatening Zhao Rong with the "Book of Friends with You Rong".

But if Zhao Rong was really frightened, and he took the initiative to confess to Zhao Lingfei and the two daughters about the contents of "Book of Friends with Yourong", then he didn't care what happened to Zhu Yourong, anyway, he was stupid, and she, Zhu Yourong, had nothing to do with him. Let's just watch it for fun.

That's all Zhao Rong can guess right now.

So he only talked about part of the content of "Book with You Rong Dao Friend", only the warning in advance, and did not mention the real heart-warming words later.

However, what he didn't know was that a woman in a Confucian shirt actually had other little goals in her heart...

If Zhao Rong really misjudged her meaning and took the initiative to confess the "Book with You Rong Daoyou", then she can also use the help of observing Zhao Rong's subsequent specific reaction, whether he is guilty or relieved... to judge whether he was behind the last words at that time When he said those emotional words, what was he thinking? Is there really a little bit... Xiao Jiujiu, the jockey who killed his ancestor...

Zhu Yourong narrowed her eyes and bit her red lips lightly.

But about this, she naturally wouldn't talk to Zhao Rong.

At this moment, Zhu Yourong seemed a little complacent after seeing Zhao Rong figured out her question.

She looked at the smiling man, and suddenly smiled, "But Ziyu...it's great to see that you're fine."

Zhu Yourong nodded and sighed, "When I found out what happened to you, I was so anxious that I was afraid that you might make a slight mistake, such as a broken hand..."

Zhao Rong wanted to say something like your crow's mouth, but Zhu Yourong didn't give him a chance to speak, and continued directly:

"Hey, if this is the case, I won't be able to help me correct my homework in the future, but fortunately, you are fine in the end, and your injuries have healed, which is great."

As she spoke, she silently took out a thick stack of homework papers from her sleeve and stuffed them in.

"Come on, come on, I've brought you all the homework and assignments in the reckless classroom."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Boy, did you bring me all of them?This kind of thing happened to me, and you won't let me go?Squeeze the last drop of residual value, right?
He opened his eyes, and looked at Mr. Zhu who was calculating and planning in a strange way.

Seeing the two of them talking, they deviated from the subject to the matter of 'who is going to correct the homework'.

Xiao Qian'er quietly tugged at Concubine Zhao Ling's sleeve and gave her a small look.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't look back, but looked at her husband, then at Zhu Yourong, her slightly frowning eyebrows relaxed a bit.

She turned her face to Xiao Qian'er, thought about it, and nodded subtly.

This is... the decision is eight points.

After all, if Zhu Yourong is really thinking what the two girls thought before, then it seems that there is no need to help Zhao Rong end it now, just expose him directly.

So...or... maybe what the husband said is true?
Is this his heartwarming last words?

Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er, you look at me, and I look at you.

The corners of the lips couldn't help twitching.

Even when the husband is in danger, he does not forget the homework in the academy... Is this a serious scholar?

They couldn't help but look at the 'serious scholars Zhao Ziyu and Zhu Yourong' again.

At this time, Zhu Yourong was stuffing a roll of homework papers into Zhao Rong's arms.

The latter seemed to be aware of the gazes of Qing Jun and Qian'er, so he had no choice but to accept the thick stack of homework.

He lowered his head and pretended to look through it carefully, then put it away.

Now that the Shura field that may erupt has finally been temporarily resolved, Zhao Rong heaved a sigh of relief.

He turned his head and began to have time to look at Qingjun and Qian'er.

Suddenly, Zhao Rong remembered something strange just now...

By the way, did the second daughter rush here just now?It still looks... still in a hurry?

Zhao Rong took a careful look at Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er.

The problem was soon discovered.

"Qian'er, have you taken a bath yet?"

He wondered.

He glanced at the cute and well-fitting pale pink nightgown on the girl, but it seemed to be a bit messy... In a hurry?
Little Qian'er shrank her head a little, and stuck out the tip of her tongue: "When I came back, I found that my body was very dirty. I was afraid that Brother Rong would dislike me, so... I went to take a bath and smell the incense, and then I came."

She blinked.

"Oh..." Zhao Rong looked at her beautiful hair again, it was wet at this time, but it was still loose, so you are not afraid of the cold in autumn?
"Why didn't you even dry and tie up your hair before you came here? What do you mean?"

Zhao Qian'er: "..."

The girl didn't dare to say anything, and even glanced at Miss.

On the court, the offensive and defensive forms of the old Zhao family seemed to be reversed...

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(End of this chapter)