Chapter six hundred and fifty first give you some sweetness to taste
That night.
The moon is as cold as water.
In the small town outside Linlu Academy.
In an inn with a plaque reading "Taoyuan", there is a courtyard that was rented out not long ago.
The courtyard is small and smart, with three elegant rooms.
The doors and windows of the main room in the middle were closed and it was pitch dark.
Green bamboos, like swords, are planted all over the courtyard.
Occasionally, a gust of night wind blows up, shaking the green bamboos all over the courtyard.
The wind moves, the bamboo moves, the leaves move.
The bamboo leaves could only make some "shusha" sounds in protest, but it was of no avail. The branches were still pushed down by the night wind.
The wind is moving again, the bamboos are moving, and the leaves are moving.
Salsasa!
"Zizzizi...chichichichi..."
Salsasa!
"Zizzi... ugh... ugh!"
At the same time, there were some slight strange sounds coming from the house in the middle of the courtyard.
But most of the time it was covered up by the sound of salsa leaves, and the strange sound ended with a girl's heavy 'um' sound.
The green bamboos all over the courtyard have returned to tranquility.
The depressed bamboo branches straightened their heads again.
The night is quiet.
On the dark bed in the house.
A lying man suddenly opened his quilt and straightened his upper body.
In the darkness, his starry eyes were bright.
He seemed to turn his head and glance in the direction of the desk outside the bed curtain.
Then the dark figure of the man on the bed remained still for a while, then lay down again.
He casually covered himself with a quilt.
At this time, a small white arm came out from the warm quilt beside the man and helped him straighten the corners of the quilt again.
Let the man cover himself warmly.
It turned out that there were two people on the bed, huddled under the quilt.
The air became quiet for a while.
Under the quilt, a girl with slender arms stood up, took a cup of tea from the bedside table for gargling, and took a few sips quietly, as if she was thirsty.
At this time.
"We were separated for a while, why did you come here again? Where is Qingjun?"
It was Zhao Rong's helpless tone.
After saying that, he took a long breath and savored some aftertaste.
"Brother Rong'er, are you feeling better?" After drinking tea, the girl with peach blossom eyes asked in a waxy voice, but did not answer his question immediately.
"If you don't put your legs on my stomach when you sleep, I will be most comfortable."
"Bah, what you say is not what you mean." Xiao Qian'er pursed her lips.
She was not idle either. Her petite body turned over, from lying on her side holding Zhao Rong's arms to pressing her whole body on his chest.
The young girl, who is a new mother, lies on her lover's body happily.
She proudly buried her head on his chest and wiped the sweat on her forehead with the clothes on his chest.
Guyu
She was tired just now. This enemy didn't do anything. She was the one doing all the tossing. Well, it wasn't entirely right. He was really good at pressing the back of her head with his hands... Xiao Qian'er recalled secretly.
"Hey, please hug me." She pressed her forehead against his chest.
"Why should I hug you when I'm not a child anymore?"
"Do you want to hug me?"
Hearing the sound of grinding teeth in his ears, Zhao Rong, who just wanted to lie down and be a sage for a while, silently raised his hand and hugged his second wife honestly.
"Humph, that's about it." The girl in her arms nudged him again like a pig.
"...You know clearly that I have an exam tomorrow, but you still come to torment me...eh." Zhao Rong sighed melancholy.
It had only been one day since he returned to Linlu Academy.
During this day, Zhao Rong was busy explaining briefly what happened at the foot of the mountain to the batches of visiting classmates and friends who were concerned about him. He tried to put it as lightly as possible, and other things should be concealed. Fortunately, the school was very careful about this.
The handling of the murder of a student this time has not been publicized much. Currently, it is only known to some middle and high-level people in the academy, so Zhao Rong does not need to explain too much to everyone.
After all, the mastermind behind this time has not yet been found and brought to justice. The fact that the student was assassinated by a Jindan-level Confucian cultivator in broad daylight was publicized prematurely, which somewhat damaged the face of the academy.
However, the academy still had its determination to maintain its authority. Zhao Rong felt quite heart-warming when he saw it. On the day he came back, many academy gentlemen had already visited him, including familiar and unfamiliar ones, such as the old man.
Jijiu, Meng Zhengjun and the others heard that Sima Duyi and Mr. Yan were still out investigating the matter and had not returned for the time being. On behalf of the deputy director of the academy, the old Jijiu came to comfort him and asked him if he had any difficulties in life at present.
Zhao Rong did not want to add trouble to the academy at present, so he just said a few polite words and sent the teachers away.
As for Fan Yushu, Gu Yiwu and Zhengyi Tang, their classmates and friends, after seeing Zhao Rong coming back alive and kicking, they paid some attention to him and saw that he still smiled and nodded, so most of them left with peace of mind.
Zhao Rong was so busy that after sending everyone away in the evening, he also dealt with some of the academy chores that had been put aside. Then he went to the academy's logistics organization to collect some regular monthly money to subsidize students, and then on his way back to Dongli Xiaozhu, he
By chance, I bumped into Yu Huaijin, who happened to be here to see him.
This straight-faced girl informed Zhao Rongyue about the high school entrance examination.
Excluding the controversial etiquette assessment that has ended, there are still six exams left in the mid-month exam.
They are poetry, classics, chess, painting, calligraphy, and music that made Zhao Rong's eyelids jump.
The remaining six arts will be assessed sequentially in the next few days. Time is tight, and Mochi students need to participate on time...
Yu Huaijin told Zhao Rong the time and location of the next six arts assessment, as well as some other matters.
She is a senior in the class, and she needs to convey these things to the students one by one.
However, what made Zhao Rong a little strange was that Senior Yu didn't ask him about what happened in Dali at the foot of the mountain. This was a bit abnormal and not like her housekeeper's temperament.
Zhao Rong could only guess that Yu Huaijin should have learned what he wanted to know from a certain busty female gentleman. Thinking of a certain busty female gentleman, Zhao Rong felt a little guilty at that time and did not go to see Yu Huaijin.
The latter glanced at him before leaving, and suddenly warned him not to disturb Mr. Zhu because he was busy with exams recently, and to put aside his regular drinking of Zhengguanjing tea for the time being.
Of course Zhao Rong was eager to do so and nodded immediately. Then he looked at Yu Huaijin's thin back and felt a little headache.
This close disciple of Zhu Yourong must have seen something...
In the evening, after Zhao Rong finished handling all these matters, he was finally free and could breathe a sigh of relief. Unfortunately, before he could fully express his anger, he learned that Xiao Qian'er had come from Taiqing Mansion.
Then he was pulled out of the academy by this girl and rented a separate courtyard in this Taoyuan Inn.
Xiao Qian'er said it was some young lady who asked her to come.
But Mr. Zhao Rong suspected that because Qingjun sent him back to the academy alone yesterday and detained her in Qinglianxuan, the little girl felt unbalanced...
Why do I feel like Qian'er and Qingjun are becoming more and more like a certain little fox demon?
The lady is too clingy, Zhao Rong sighed.
He really just wants to learn.
After seeing Zhao Rong sighing, he lay motionless, even the hands on her slim waist were honest and did not touch or rub... Xiao Qian'er was a little dissatisfied.
"I know, so the lady sent me here to give you something sweet to taste first. After the exam, there will be a bigger reward. Also, what is your reaction? You don't welcome me?"
However, Zhao Rong grasped the key point.
"Reward, what reward, bigger reward?"
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PS: I’m back, my brother is cute.
The third volume has a title, and ahem, it seems to be a bit of a hit.
"No one in the world knows you":
That year, the city was filled with snow and wind, and Tzuyu became famous.