Chapter 424 Zhao Rong: Would you like to have a meal together at night? (End) (5600)
"Let her go."
In the flower garden, a quiet and intellectual woman in a Confucian shirt stood between the young Confucian scholar and the fox-eyed girl, but the hands of the latter two were still connected.
At this time, Zhu Yourong turned his head and whispered to Zhao Rong, who was holding on to the weeping little fox demon.
Zhao Rong lowered his eyes and pursed his lips in silence, tilted his head slightly, and looked at her with a frown.
On Zhu Yourong's quiet and elegant face, she had a pair of calm and calm eyes, and her delicate chin was slightly raised to meet his gaze.
The two people, who always share the same mind, looked at each other in silence for a while.
Zhao Rong pursed his lips, looked away, and gradually lost strength in his hands.
The little fox demon covered his mouth and took the opportunity to pull out his hand.
However, just as she escaped from the clutches of the heartless man in front of her, the next second, another white jade hand suddenly stretched out and took her little hand.
"You... let me go and don't touch me." Su Xiaoxiao retracted her hand as if she had touched hot coals.
But as a girl in blue with arms akimbo said not long ago, she seems to be the weakest in Yilanxuan at this time.
Zhu Yourong gently grabbed Su Xiaoxiao's little hand.
She raised her eyes and glanced at the tearful girl with fox eyes.
I saw that the sachet tightly held in the left hand of the little fox demon covering her mouth was soaked with tears.
"Don't stand here, go somewhere far away and wait."
Zhu Yourong gave the order without looking back.
"I won't leave." Zhao Rong shook his head.
"Ask her if she wants to see you now." Zhu Yourong said softly.
Zhao Rong turned to look at Xiaoxiao and saw her lowering her head and covering her mouth, sobbing.
He said calmly: "I have something to say to her."
"Then wait until I finish." Zhu Yourong's tone was rare and unquestionable.
Zhao Rong hesitated for a moment.
"You... don't scratch her anymore."
His tone sounded a little lonely for some reason.
As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Zhu Yourong. Without looking at Su Xiaoxiao, who looked away from him, he turned around and walked to the entrance of the flower garden to wait, leaving this place to the two girls.
Zhao Rong came to the entrance of the flower garden, raised his hands and rubbed his face, took a deep breath, and then looked back.
I saw Zhu Yourong wiping Xiaoxiao's tears with his handkerchief and whispering these things.
The latter resisted very much, but couldn't break away from her hand, so he tried to cover his ears, but there was no use in covering one ear...
At this moment, Zhao Rong suddenly heard another movement coming from outside the flower garden behind him.
He looked back and saw three...four women's figures walking towards him. Well, the little girl in the front was too short, so he almost missed her.
"Sister Yu, Sister Bifang, Sister Xue, this way, he is inside!"
Not far away, Jingzi was leading the way in a very anxious and excited manner, and came with Yu Huaijin and Li Xueyou, whom Zhao Rongpo had not seen for a long time.
Behind them was a girl as frail as catkins, the maid of Yu Huaijin whom Zhao Rong had met several times, the girl Bifang who seemed to like eating snacks.
"Hurry up, hurry up, don't let him do bad things and run away easily..." The sound of the girl in blue jumping anxiously came from far away.
The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched. Even though he was thinking hard at the moment, he couldn't help but want to hit someone. This little girl's skin was itchy.
He ran away with a hammer, but he didn't take the initiative to hold his hand. Besides, Zhu Yourong only held his hand to write a word. Although Zhao Rong didn't know what her intention was now, the two of them had a tacit understanding, and he felt that it shouldn't be that way.
A sense of transcendence.
However, Jingzi and Yu Huaijin didn't seem to think so at this time. Not long after, the four women hurried to the entrance of the flower garden, and they happened to bump into Zhao Rong who was waiting there.
He held up his sleeves and stood at the door, blocking their view.
"Hey, why didn't you run away?" Jingzi was stunned, then glared at him with a fierce face.
Now that I have the support of Sister Yu behind me, I am full of courage.
Zhao Rong was speechless and glanced at the four people who hurried over as if they were trying to catch someone raping someone.
He twitched the corner of his mouth, and then said in an understatement, "It's over, we'll come out."
"It's... it's done!"
The girl in blue who was tilting her head to take a look at the scene in the flower garden was so frightened that she jumped three feet high. The next second, she passed Zhao Rong and ran into the flower garden.
However, unlike the impetuous little girl, a certain skinny and old-fashioned girl was obviously much calmer.
Yu Huaijin glanced at the young Confucian scholar in front of him who had a free and casual temperament and whom Mr. Zhu liked very much. He took a step back and bowed solemnly.
"Brother Zhao, the exam is about to take place. Why did you suddenly come back and have something to do with Mr. Meng?"
Zhao Rong first looked back at Xiaoxiao and Zhu Yourong, then turned back, lowered his eyes as if he was worried, and casually cupped his hands, "It's not far anyway, come back and take a look, I'm a little worried about Senior Yu and all of you flirting with me."
He didn't comment, but said casually.
Yu Huaijin frowned slightly.
As he spoke, he took her out alone and placed her in front of his colleagues.
This serious and old-fashioned girl put on a small face, raised her hands and saluted: "Brother Zhao, don't be joking."
At this time, Zhao Rong had no intention of talking to this boring girl who cared about everything she said and did. He turned to say hello to Li Xueyou and Bifang.
He turned his head and took a closer look.
Brother Xue You is still the same, with Xiaojiabiyu's shy temperament, hiding behind Yu Huaijin, who is shorter than her, talking to him in a soft voice, and occasionally blushing suddenly for no apparent reason.
And the slender and delicate girl Bifang at the end, after greeting each other, seemed to be greedy again. She took out the snack bag, picked it up with her hands, and started eating in small bites, from time to time.
Go and take a peek at Yu Huaijin who never looked back.
Zhao Rong glanced at him, but he always felt that the greedy and greedy Bifang girl looked at him more directly.
At this time, Zhao Rong was concerned about the movements of the two women, one big and one small, in the garden behind him. He didn't think much about it. If it was normal, he would have whispered softly: "Have you become handsome again?" and touched his handsome face...
On the side, Yu Huaijin wanted to ask Zhao Rong why he was here today, but he saw Zhao Rong turning around to look around absentmindedly.
She exchanged glances with Li Xueyou and Bifang, and then the three women also became quiet and looked curiously in the direction of the young Confucian scholar's gaze.
At this time, Zhao Rong's eyes remained unblinking.
I saw Zhu Yourong wiping Xiaoxiao's tears by the table deep in the flower garden, holding her hand and saying something.
Jingzi, who had just burst in, was waiting quietly not far from the table.
After looking at it for a while, Zhao Rong frowned, and he didn't look at it for a while. However, at this time, the situation over there seemed to have silently changed a lot.
In the field of vision, Xiaoxiao, who had withdrew her hands and was stubborn not long ago, now let Zhu Yourong hold her hand and wipe her pear-shaped little face.
Xiaoxiao's eyes were timid and somewhat doubtful as she stared at the woman in scholar's shirt in front of her, seeming to be listening intently.
From time to time, Zhu Yourong would show an inquiring look and say a few words, as if asking something. Then he would lower his eyes and twist the red string that tied the opening of the sachet with his small hands, seeming to be whispering. Then the gentle, beautiful and intellectual woman in a scholar's shirt would
Then he nodded gently, raised his hand to wipe the tears of the little fox demon, and spoke softly...
It's a pity that Zhao Rong was too far away and couldn't hear what Zhu Yourong was talking to Xiao.
A girl in blue, who noticed that her excessive brain had been tricked, was glaring at him with her head tilted and her eyes narrowed.
Zhao Rong ignored Jingzi, who had very unhappy eyes, and looked there intently for a while.
Gradually, he breathed out softly.
On the side, Yu Huaijin didn't seem to be in a hurry. He saw that the teacher in the flower garden was busy communicating with an overly beautiful girl with fox eyes who was also crying beautifully. She watched silently. Like Zhao Rong, she stood with her hands on her sleeves.
He waited with an extremely upright posture.
In fact, when Yu Huaijin came here, he was just staring at someone as usual.
Behind her, Li Xueyou squinted slightly, as if she wanted to get a better look at the unfamiliar fox-eyed girl in the distance. She couldn't help but glance at the focused profile of the young Confucian scholar next to her.
In stark contrast to the cautious Li Xueyou, Bifang was at the back. She looked at Zhao Rong with a straight look in her eyes and ate with gusto.
Because Zhao Rong seemed to be preoccupied, absent-minded, and pursed his lips in silence, the three women had no communication at this time.
The four of them waited quietly at the entrance.
As time went by, the desk deep in the flower garden, which was often pressed heavily by a female gentleman, underwent surprising changes.
Well, it actually surprised Zhao Rong alone. The other newcomers were still a little confused about the situation in the flower garden.
At a certain moment, after listening carefully to what the fox-eyed girl said for a long time, the woman in scholar's clothes gently nodded, suddenly pulled the fox-eyed girl to the table, picked up a pen and wrote something for the fox-eyed girl to read.
After looking at the things on the table, the reporter nodded vigorously...
This movement made Zhao Rong a little confused in the distance, but he saw that Xiaoxiao had stopped crying and began to communicate frequently with Zhu Yourong.
Zhao Rong was relieved and at the same time became more confused.
And a little surprised.
Because although Xiaoxiao is lively and lively in front of him, she is timid and timid in front of outsiders and has few friends, mainly because they can't play together... But at this time, Zhu Yourong seemed to let her down...
Not long after, Zhao Rong saw Zhu Yourong holding up her little hand just like he had done to him not long ago. He lowered his head and looked at the palm of her hand carefully. While speaking, he stretched out his fingers to write something on it.
The next second, I don't know what Zhu Yourong said. Xiaoxiao couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed. Then he quickly covered his mouth with his little hand and glanced at him.
Zhao Rong opened his eyes slightly.
Later, the little fox demon who got along well with the woman in scholar's shirt seemed to have untied the knot in his heart.
At the table, the two women were chatting and laughing.
It's like letting go completely and burying the hatchet.
Zhao Rong saw that the stupid girl even opened the sachet she was holding on to, took out a slightly wrinkled roll, and handed it to Zhu Yourong with a nervous and shy face.
Zhu Yourong unfolded the scroll, looked at it, couldn't help laughing, and seemed to praise it.
The little fox demon held the sachet and tilted his head with a silly smile.
The woman in Confucian shirt smiled and said a few words, which seemed to be some suggestions, and the little fox demon nodded vigorously.
The considerate woman in a Confucian shirt returned the paper raft, and at a certain moment she glanced sideways at Zhao Rong, smiling like a girl.
However, in the face of the harmonious relationship between Xiaoxiao and Zhu Yourong, the look in the latter's eyes asking for credit.
Zhao Rong's face remained as usual and he watched quietly.
I don't know what I'm thinking about.
Soon, Zhu Yourong finished counseling Su Xiaoxiao, held her hand, and looked around.
Zhu Yourong waved his hand gently and called Zhao Rong, Yu Huaijin and others to the table.
Zhao Rong calmly went to Su Xiaoxiao's side.
The little fox demon, who had tears in her eyes just now, was now smiling. When her lover arrived, she put her little hands behind her waist and lowered her head a little shyly, not daring to look at him.
Until Zhao Rong came to her side, she stared at the tips of her shoes and murmured softly:
"You...why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Zhao Rong remained silent and looked at her.
Su Xiaoxiao, who had her head buried in waiting for him to take the initiative to lead her, saw that this stupid idiot was not yet enlightened and stepped forward to coax her down a small step.
She stretched out her hand to rub her red and swollen eye bubbles, kicked her feet lightly, took a step forward, hugged the stupid wooden arm, and bumped her little head affectionately against his left shoulder.
"Mr. Zhu is with me. It's... I'm overthinking it. Well, why don't you tell me clearly... Let me think blindly."
Su Xiaoxiao stretched out her little hand and gently pinched the flesh on his waist. After crying bitterly, her slightly hoarse voice lost some of its crispness, but her voice was delicate and cute.
She was a little reluctant to let go. She pinched her waist and wiped the original spot again, her little head leaning on Zhao Rong's arm.
The latter remained silent.
Su Xiaoxiao didn't pay attention to Zhao Lang's somewhat mediocre reaction, thinking that he was also angry.
She thanked Zhu Yourong again:
"Thank you, Mr. Zhu, I will definitely figure things out next time... Bah, there will be no next time."
Zhu Yourong smiled and waved his hand. Seeing that Zhao Rong was silent, he turned to introduce Su Xiaoxiao to Yu Huaijin, Li Xueyou and others.
The little fox demon who liked to wear red clothes became lively and cheerful again. When he heard that they were Zhao Lang's classmates, he greeted Yu Huaijin and Li Xueyou with enthusiasm and envy.
At the table, several women chatted with each other and got to know each other.
Su Xiaoxiao was smiling happily. Seeing that Zhao Lang was still chewing the wood, she looked up and happened to catch Zhao Rong looking down at her.
Su Xiaoxiao was slightly startled, but then realized that her lover might be a little confused.
The little fox demon held his arm, stood on tiptoe, and leaned close to his ear, whispering: "Well, Zhao Lang, it turns out that you and this Mr. Zhu know each other like that.
"
Her tone was envious, and she raised her little head at this moment, looking at the profile of her lover who was very close at hand. Her little face was full of admiration and love: "Also, Zhao Lang, you are so disgusting that you can actually write such beautiful things.
Mr. Zhu was impressed by your calligraphy. She told me in detail how she was so shocked when she saw your calligraphy for the first time... She said you were the most powerful man with calligraphy she had ever seen."
Su Xiaoxiao tapped her toes and smiled gracefully.
"It would be great if I were here too. It's interesting. We have never met each other, but we have known each other for a long time... This is an elegant thing that can only be found in books...
"It was Xiaoxiao's mistake. She misunderstood the letter and Mr. Zhu. She is such a nice person, gentle and considerate, and knows many things. She is much smarter than Xiaoxiao, and her cultivation is so powerful. Just...just like Grandma Grandma
identical……"
Zhao Rong looked down at her, who looked a little guilty.
Su Xiaoxiao happily hugged his arm, twisted her waist, and said happily:
"Mr. Zhu can actually read palms. He took your hand and wrote on it. It turned out that he was measuring your palm... She even showed me your palm... Zhao Lang, you and I are a perfect match. We will have a happy marriage for a lifetime."
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Zhao Rong was slightly startled and turned his head to look at his close friend who seemed to be the beauty of an adult.
Zhu Yourong was softly asking Yu Huaijin and Li Xueyou some trivial matters about the academy. He did not interrupt the sweet whisper after he reconciled with his lover, and did not turn around at this time.
At this time, Su Xiaoxiao, who was holding his arm, said with a worried tone:
"Hey, Zhao Lang, my handwriting is crooked. Will it embarrass you? I, I will definitely practice hard after I go back. You can't blame Xiaoxiao anymore." She said the most ferocious words in the most cowardly tone.
However, Zhao Rong was still as dull as a dull man and had no reaction.
"Zhao Lang, please speak!"
Su Xiaoxiao, who was whispering on tiptoe, wanted to bite Zhao Rong's ear, but there were people present, so she felt embarrassed, so she pulled Zhao Rong's arm.
Zhao Rong turned around and nodded gently.
Glanced at her.
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly looked happy and continued to bite his ear and whisper:
"What's wrong with you? Are you angry with me? You're so depressed... Well, don't be angry, okay? I'll make it up to you. You... you... you're allowed to bully me just once. I'll be absolutely obedient... What kind of sewing?
It's okay..." She coaxed her lover, her voice getting softer and thinner, until it was hard to hear clearly.
Su Xiaoxiao looked away shyly for a while, but she buried her head in Zhao Rong's arms with sweetness in her heart, and rubbed her little face obediently.
With her lover, the little fox demon seems to have endless words to say, endless affection to express, and unconcealable love.
She couldn't help but raise her little face, bit his ear and said:
"The words are so ugly and crooked, but Mr. Zhu saw those words on the sachet just now. She even praised me. Now that I think about it, she was trying to save my face. Mr. Zhu is such a nice person...
"Zhao Lang, I wrote something before I came here. I put it in the sachet. You know, I have been embroidering this sachet for a long time. Once I finished embroidering it, I couldn't help but want to see you wearing it. I sent it with the writing.
Here you go, I heard that the hand-embroidered sachet must be delivered by hand. I wish you peace. So I am not ignorant and deliberately disturbing your study. Yes, I am here to give you this sachet. By the way, I want to tell you.
Next words."
Seeing that Zhao Lang didn't answer, Su Xiaoxiao was still afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so she quickly took out the sachet and showed it to him.
"You put it on now."
She moved gently, put the sachet on Zhao Rong's waist, lowered her head and smiled sweetly:
"I used to think too much, how could I not believe Zhao Lang? That white jade must have other important meanings for you, so you wear it by your side. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have thought so wildly and caused trouble for you, well,
Zhao Lang, I was wrong, I made you unhappy today...
"This way. You don't have to explain to me about the white jade. I will never ask you this question again. I will never doubt you again. How about you calm down and talk to me? You will remain silent. I
, I'm afraid, I want to talk to you. These days in Taiqing Mansion, I really want to hear your voice and smell your good smell..."
The little fox demon buried her head in Zhao Rong's arms, rubbing her delicate nose against his clean clothes, as if she was obsessed with every scent of her lover, sniffing it carefully and remembering it in her heart.
Hearing her obedient and considerate initiative to reveal the matter about Bai Yu, Zhao Rong, who had been silent all this time, lowered his head and stared in a daze at Su Xiaoxiao, who trusted deeply from the bottom of his heart and explained everything clearly.
In the flower garden, Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin, Jingzi and others did not turn their eyes away from the couple Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao, but they could ignore things like dog food anywhere.
Distance and medium fill one's mouth.
Su Xiaoxiao was buried in her lover's arms, her loving and happy appearance caused everyone to pause for a moment and couldn't help but look sideways.
"Zhao Lang~ When are you leaving?"
The young Confucian scholar took a deep breath.
Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head and realized that Zhao Rong had not tied the sachet yet. She leaned back slightly, lowered her head, and carefully tied the red string of the sachet for him with her two small hands.
In the empty place around Zhao Rong's waist, there was originally a white jade that he never left without.
The little fox demon curled her pink lips and whispered in hope:
"Can you take me with you? I, I really want to stay by your side, just like before on the way to Duyou City. You hold my hand every day. Grandma and grandma are fine. I can
Please take some leave to go to Dali with you..."
"Little."
The young Confucian scholar who had been silent for a long time suddenly interrupted her.
"Hmm~What's the matter?"
"How about having dinner together tonight?"
"Okay! Is it just us?"
"You, me, and the mistress of that white jade."
His tone was calm.
"…………"
At this time, the atmosphere on the field suddenly fell into deathly silence.
The two little hands that were tying the red string of the sachet paused.
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ps: (I didn’t fall asleep too lazy, I finally finished coding, 5,600 words... sleepless nights!)
By the way, the Easter egg chapter attached to this chapter includes the assembled photo of the girlfriend (da) (chi) and beauty (du) that I mentioned to everyone before... ahem.