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Chapter 666 Zhu Yourong: Oh, he loves it or not

There is another reason why Zhao Rong handed in the papers in advance.

Go to Yilanxuan.

Before going to find Lao Jijiu, I went to see Zhu Yourong.

Now all the students in the academy are taking exams, so there is no need to worry about the crowds and distractions. The most important thing is that Yu Huaijin, a little expert at checking teachers, is also 'stuck' in the exam room...

And according to past practice, today is actually the day agreed with Zhu Yourong to drink tea, orchid tea brewed with water from Zhengguan Well.

It's just that this time, Zhao Rong doesn't plan to drink tea...

Zhao Rong walked quickly to the door of Yilanxuan, looked at the closed courtyard door, and became nervous again for no reason.

Stopped his feet.

He hesitated and lingered in front of the courtyard gate.

"Why does it feel like it's like having an affair?"

"Don't add drama to yourself. Why are you sneaking around this time? Let's do it openly. Besides, she's not the only one in there. There's no Yu Huaijin, but isn't there still a girl with small breasts?"

"This is called a gentleman who doesn't want to walk in the melon field, and a gentleman who doesn't dress up his hair, so I'm going to knock on the door now. It'll be fine..."

Zhao Rong lowered his head and muttered.

"Some things are said sooner or later, and problems are more likely to arise if you say them late. It's not a problem to avoid her all the time. It's better to make it clear. If you really can't say it out loud, you have to say it in a hint to let her understand.

, she is so smart, she will definitely understand, she is just pretending not to understand, just leave after you finish..."

Looking at the quiet courtyard door, someone felt that it was more difficult than turning around to face Qin Jianfu in the underground palace of the Emperor's Mausoleum.

He continued to work on his mental construction.

"Zhao Ziyu, you are a married woman and have a family. What else are you thinking about? Besides, she is not the only one who doesn't want to marry you. Didn't she say that she had a junior brother she had a crush on before, so you feel so guilty?

You think you are important now, you are all an adult, okay..."

At this time, Sword Spirit couldn't help but interject: "Who is this 'little junior brother' in her mouth made up to allude to? Zhao Rong, do you really have no idea?"

Zhao Rong:…………

He was silent, of course he knew that this fictional junior fellow of 'Sea King' was hinting at him.

"You, go and cool down." Zhao Rong said expressionlessly, "Who are you and who am I? How dare you talk to this sword master like this?"

Return to:???

Zhao ignored it, but was interrupted by the sword spirit, which made him less nervous.

This shows that Sword Spirit still has some effect.

He straightened his clothes, turned around without hesitation, walked to the door, and prepared to raise his hand.

At this moment, the door was opened by someone from the inside.

"Well……"

Zhao Rong's hands were awkwardly hanging in the air, but when he looked inside the open door in front of him, his first reaction was "Hey, why is there no one?" After being startled, Zhao Rong's eyes moved downwards, and then he finally saw him standing there.

The girl in blue in front of me.

I saw that the short girl in blue did not wear the tall schoolboy hat in the past this time, so Zhao Ronggang almost missed her.

Her hair was parted and tied in front of her shoulders. It was still a little damp, as if she had just washed her hair, and the fragrance of honey locust came over her.

"Hello."

Inside the door, the book boy stood quietly with his hands on his chest, his chin raised, looking at the tall man outside the door: "What are you doing here?"

Zhao Rong looked down at her alert little face, nodded and said, "I'm looking for you."

"Really?" Jingzi looked suspicious.

"you guess."

"It's definitely fake."

"Then guess what it really is."

"Looking for my husband." The little girl crossed her chest and groaned.

Zhao Rong helplessly spread his hands, "You know why you still ask me, please let me in!"

Jingzi said unhappily: "Why are you so mean? If you don't know, you'd think it's your home, so you can come in if you want..."

She opened her mouth and moved out of the way, squinting her eyes at someone, and asked knowingly: "So I asked you why you came to see my husband, and why are you here to drink tea shamelessly?"

After Zhao Rong entered the door, he glanced at the girl in blue and did not answer immediately.

After being quiet for a while, he said softly: "Is it convenient for Mr. Zhu to see someone now?"

Jingzi had no expression on her face and said businesslike: "Please wait a moment, I'll go ask sir for instructions."

Zhao Rong whispered, "Go."

The little girl left him in the waiting booth by the courtyard gate and ran into the depths of the flower garden.

Zhao Rong didn't have to wait long before Jingzi ran back in a hurry.

It's just that for some reason, her little face looked more unhappy when she came back, as if she was looking at someone more unpleasantly, so the little girl wouldn't admit that she was sour.

Zhao Rong was a little absent-minded and didn't notice her subtle changes, so he asked directly: "How is it?"

"Come with me."

Jingzi did not enter the pavilion, she just left a word outside the pavilion and took the lead to the flower garden.

Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to follow.

He glanced at Jingzi's shawl hair and asked casually: "Why aren't you wearing a hat today?"

"The weather is nice today, let me take a shower."

To wash one's hair is to wash one's hair, but for Confucian scholars, the body, hair and skin are influenced by their parents, so they attach great importance to hair washing and bathing.

Behind the girl in blue who answered casually, a man paused slightly.

"Then Mr. Zhu..."

Jingzi didn't pay attention and replied directly: "She, she loves to be clean more. She smokes incense and bathes directly in the afternoon. If you are not obsessed with writing, sir, you usually have to incense and bathe once every three days. I'm exhausted."

Xunmu had a complicated process, and Zhu Yourong was the only book boy in the yard, so the burden of boiling water and burning incense fell entirely on her thin shoulders... The little girl burst into tears.

Is it also done once every three days... Zhao Rong murmured that the interval between drinking tea that he and Zhu Yourong had agreed upon before was also once every three days. No wonder every time he went back to see her for tea, Zhu Yourong was always elegant and clean, with the fragrance of orchid fragrant.

Zhao Rong realized later.

"So, have you just taken a shower?" he asked suddenly.

"Nonsense, how else could I come out and open the door for you?" Jingzi felt that the Confucian scholar behind her was asking some childish questions. She glanced at her lips, "But I originally thought you couldn't keep your promise today. Didn't you take the college exam with Sister Xuanji?

? Why so fast... Hey, why don't you leave? "

Jingzi heard no footsteps behind her and looked back curiously.

I saw that Zhao Rong had stopped where he was.

He was looking away from the fragrant flower garden, looking at Jingzi, smiling and shaking his head: "I have been busy all day, and my body is dusty, and you have just finished bathing and incense..."

The man who came here with a clear purpose today smiled sheepishly, "So I'd better not go in. Mr. Zhu probably won't be able to come out easily, so you should help me go in with some information."

Jingzi leaned back slightly and said softly "eh".

She looked carefully up and down at Zhao Rong, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and asked curiously:

"Aren't you going in? Aren't you here for tea today? The gentleman's place has just been..." After a pause, Jingzi immediately changed her words: "Although I also think it is not right for a woman to meet guests immediately after taking a bath.

It's suitable, but neither my husband nor I care, why are you so reserved?"

Of course, Zhao Rong would not tell this little girl directly. It was his previous experience of breaking into the Dugu family in front of the bathhouse of Guanghan Palace in Dali that scared him.

In addition, the evil dragon activation state that was turned on during the music assessment just now made it even easier for him.

Zhao Rong looked at his nose, his nose and his heart, and lowered his eyes to explain: "Nothing, mainly because I have something urgent to go back to later, so I won't stay for tea. Please send me a message."

Jingzi immediately interrupted and pointed to the flower garden behind her, "It's okay if you don't go in, sir, he's inside. If you have anything to say, just say it outside. She can hear it..."

The heartless girl in blue suddenly stopped talking because a voice came from the lake in her heart.

"Jingzi, come back." It was the gentleman's voice that was very familiar to her.

Jingzi asked: "What should I do with this guy..."

A woman with low eyebrows in the flower garden, who had not tied up her breasts today and was only wearing a tight-fitting skirt, nodded calmly.

"Oh, whether he wants to come or not, come back first and give me a message."




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