i have a sword fairy

Concubine Zhao Ling freed a hand to touch the side of the food box she had been carrying, and waves of warmth penetrated through the wooden box and penetrated into her palm.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled sweetly.

Just at this moment, a receptionist from the concierge of the academy came to her, saluted and said: "Ma'am, the time has come, you can enter the academy, may I ask your name, which young master in the academy are you looking for?" ?”

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head, her voice was crisp and clear, "I am Concubine Zhao Ling, a student of the Xiaoyao Mansion in Taiqing, and came to visit my husband, Zhao Ziyu. He is a student of the Willful School of Mochi Academy in your academy. I don't know where your husband lives. Can you find out and take me there."

Hearing Concubine Zhao Ling's self-reported identity, the person who received the guest couldn't help but glance at her, and immediately nodded, "Please wait a moment."

Yuluo was about to turn around and go to register and check people.

"Your Excellency, please wait. She is my younger brother and sister. Don't bother Your Excellency. I will take her there."

At this moment, Li Jinshu's voice came.

Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head in response, and saw that the person who came was the elder brother who had accompanied Brother Rong'er to salute at the Nuanxi Yaji that day, her eyes lit up, and she quickly saluted, "Eldest brother."

Li Jinshu smiled warmly, "Your brother and sister don't need to be polite, let's go, I'll take you to find Ziyu."

"Thank you, Big Brother."

"I've said it all, brothers and sisters, don't be too polite." Li Jinshu said helplessly.

Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head with a smile, but did not speak.

Afterwards, Li Jinshu took Concubine Zhao Ling into Linlu Academy and walked all the way to Nanxuan Academy.

On the road.

Concubine Zhao Ling took a step back and followed behind Li Jinshu. She smiled and asked Li Jinshu about Zhao Rong, while looking around at the scenery in the academy. Buildings and roads are kept in mind.

"So, Rong'er brother's willful hall is the best of the six halls in Mochi?"

Li Jinshu paused, thought for a while, nodded and said:

"At present, this is indeed the case. In the last mid-month exam, Zhixingtang was number one. Moreover, there is Yu Huaijin in Qixingtang, who is the number one among the new students and is also the senior of Zhixingtang. Keep the management of the hall in order, from my point of view, with Tzuyu in the willful hall this time, the next mid-month exam should be stable."

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded with a slight smile, and didn't ask any more questions.

Li Jinshu turned his head to look at her, and said with a smile:

"Sisters and sisters of Concubine Ling, don't worry, our academy has a great style of study, is full of scholarly fragrance, learns about things, and the classmates are friendly and harmonious, and the relationship is simple.

Ziyu was also very diligent and conscientious in studying in the academy. The evening before yesterday, she came to the teacher with questions about the classics and reading questions, and asked for advice until late at night before returning alone.

Sometimes I get up early and go out to do errands. When I pass Mochi, I often see him walking and reading.

It's a holiday today, so he must have stayed in the yard and buried himself in his studies, concentrating on the scriptures. Let's go find him now and give him a surprise. "

"Ah."

Concubine Zhao Ling replied with squinted eyes, and reached out to touch the outer wall of the food box.

Qingjing is swinging on a swing beside the mole of tears on her left cheek.

Not long after, the two entered Nanxuan Academy talking and laughing all the way.

On the way, Concubine Zhao Ling attracted the attention of many academicians and students, but they were all Confucian scholars who were influenced by etiquette, and with Li Jinshu leading the way, nothing rude happened, and no one exceeded the rules.

"That's Ziyu's residence. His roommate is Jia Tengying, who is also a student of the Willful School. They live together and have a harmonious relationship. This courtyard is called Dongli Xiaozhu. When I came to see Ziyu last time, he told me."

Li Jinshu pointed to the quiet courtyard not far away.

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded and looked around. With her sharp ears and eyes, she found that the courtyard was quiet at this time, and there was no sound coming from it.

The bell rang just now. Brother Rong should have just finished reading at this time. Is he still reading quietly? I don’t know if he has an empty stomach...

Concubine Zhao Ling was thinking carefully, and suddenly she looked down at her attire, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her red lips were biting lightly.

We are about to meet each other, and Concubine Zhao Ling is worried for some reason that Zhao Rong will not like her outfit today.

It's just that before Concubine Zhao Ling was worried for too long, Li Jinshu, who didn't know that she was entangled in her heart, had already led her to the gate of Dongli Xiaozhu's courtyard without stopping.

At this moment, the two were very close to the door, Li Jinshu raised his hand, ready to knock on the door.

At this moment, some small voices suddenly came from the door, faintly visible.

"Can you take it easy, the strength is so strong every time."

An unfamiliar female voice came from the men's school.

Li Jinshu was taken aback for a moment, then stopped moving.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly clenched her hand holding the food box, her long and narrow eyes narrowed.

"I just like to be stronger. Didn't you praise me just now? Why did you change your mind now? I can't stand it. It's only been a few times. If you can't stand it, just say it, and we can take a break."

Even though Zhao Rong's voice came out, even though his voice was faint, the two people outside the door could still distinguish it.

At this moment, Zhao Rong seemed to have paused for a moment, and then begged for mercy: "Huh...it's been a few times, forget it, let's stop for a while, it's not you who moved, you must not be tired, I am exhausted to death."

The female voice interrupted: "No, you can't stop, don't get up, keep going, you won't be tired if you move lightly."

"Again?"

"Have you drawn the orthographic characters this time? Hurry up and draw them. The number of times you agreed to is not less than once today..."

Outside the door, Li Jinshu was a little embarrassed. What he said to his concubine Ling's younger siblings earlier, "the style of study is good" and "the relationship is simple", seemed to slap him in the face.Li Jinshu didn't knock on the door with his raised hand, nor did he put it down. He gritted his teeth and glanced sideways at Concubine Zhao Ling beside him.

I saw that her face was gradually turning pale, and her eyes were fixed on the courtyard door.

Li Jinshu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly raised her head, stretched out her hand, and pushed him aside forcefully.

She gently put down the food box, and with a trembling hand, gradually approached the wooden courtyard door, preparing to push open the door that separated the inside and outside, and also separated him from her.

The door was getting closer and closer.

She wanted to ask Brother Rong'er himself if he would like to drink this bowl of porridge.

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes were red, and her lips were tightly pursed, like a line of blood, which slowly faded away, like a piece of white paper.

The slender, plain hand stretched out towards the wooden door, gradually closed its five fingers, and was about to make a fist, and the door was within easy reach.

At this moment, Zhao Rong's voice came again, and his tone was obviously aggravated:

"Yu Xuanji, Yu Huaijin, don't deceive people too much! 21 straight characters, plus three strokes, I've played this broken piano a hundred and eight times in a row, and it's still coming, there's no end!?"

Concubine Zhao Ling's almond eyes widened, her delicate body trembled, she woke up suddenly, and rushed in the next second.

In an instant.

The panorama of the courtyard came into her eyes,

Brother Rong Er, who rose up against the crime.

Fan Yushu buried in the pile of books.

A dark man squatting in the field picking things.

And... a short woman with her back facing her, wearing a large school uniform, was holding a ruler in her hand, and was in a stalemate with Brother Rong.

At the same time, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly sensed the ceremony in front of her, preventing her from going any further.

Concubine Zhao Ling's heartstrings, which had been tightly tensed since just now, suddenly loosened.

Yu Huaijin turned around with a straight face.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Rong for the first time, and seeing that her husband was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly turned her head, her cold eyes collided with Yu Huaijin's calm eyes, she scolded coquettishly:

"Stop, let go of my husband!"

Chapter 229 Three Step Breakthrough

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When the knock on the door sounded, before Zhao Rong had time to react, Qing Jun's familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

He turned his head suddenly and subconsciously made a sound.

"Qingjun."

I saw that the door was open at this moment, and Qing Jun was holding a red lacquer brocade box, standing slim and graceful inside the threshold, her expression was flustered for a moment, but after seeing him turn his head and exclaim, Qing Jun's chest was full of pain. There was a violent ups and downs once, and it seemed to be a big sigh of relief.

However, her reddish eyes still made Zhao Rong's heart ache for a moment. He opened his mouth to say something, but Qing Jun didn't give him time to react, and turned his head away with a pretty face. , Her pair of autumn water phoenix eyes shot out a sharp icicle-like light, piercing straight towards Yu Huaijin who was beside the stone table.

Ever since Yu Huaijin turned her head to meet Concubine Zhao Ling's cold eyes, she didn't take a distracted look at the other people in the yard. Her attention was all focused on this stunning woman who rushed in through the door and showed her sharpness.

Yu Huaijin's hand holding the ruler is behind her back, and the other hand, with her forearm lying horizontally, is placed in front of her abdomen. The small hand that had been hidden in the wide sleeve for the first time is exposed for the first time. The clenched fist is like a dazzling white jade.

At this moment, it is within the small building of Dongli.

Two strange women.

A tall and cold one stood in front of the door.

One is short and thin, standing in the courtyard.

The two looked at each other.

A pair of cold and icy.

A pair of waves gradually rise.

But the momentum is evenly matched, and no one is willing to back down.

The atmosphere in Dongli Xiaozhu froze for a short time, like a pool that gradually froze in the cold winter months.

As for the coldest piece of ice, Zhao Rong felt that it was the sight of Qing Jun and Yu Huaijin colliding like lightning that caught him off guard.

The courtyard was quiet, and everyone's attention fell on the two women who were facing each other with swords drawn.

Zhao Rong's opened mouth gradually closed, and he wanted to shout: "My lady, help me, be careful of this witch!"

But after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, no, no.

Yu Huaijin didn't seem to abuse him much except that she didn't have anything delicious to offer him, and she ate him a cucumber and wouldn't let him go. Um, does it count if you want him to draw straight characters all the time?

But it would definitely be even more inappropriate to call "Lady stop" now, let alone whether it will cause misunderstanding and make Qingjun think that he is protecting his lover, Qingjun is standing up for him now, calling her to back down will make the lady feel wronged Chilling.

The other people in the yard didn't have Zhao Rong's troubles, but they didn't dare to speak out, and they had different reactions.

Jia Tengying was squatting in the vegetable field, while a rough man was hiding behind a cabbage plant, carefully looking at the strange and beautiful woman at the door. This should be the most beautiful woman he has seen on the mountain so far. .

Jia Tengying's eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look too much. He just felt that this woman, who made him feel ashamed no matter the clothes or appearance, was like a Qingfeng three-foot sword about to be unsheathed, just like the poems he had read before. In a moment, he will be so angry that he will rush to the sky, and Jiuzhou will be cold.

Jia Tengying frowned, and looked at Yu Huaijin anxiously. Seeing that her expression seemed to be still calm, he breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, he also calmed down a little.

On the other side, Fan Yushu had nothing to worry about. He sat behind the stone table, buried his head in the pile of books, showed two bright eyes, and looked at the two women who were staring at each other with relish. With his good friend Zhao Rong beside him, Fan Yushu could still yell out the words of "fight, let's fight".

He turned his head and looked at Concubine Zhao Ling expectantly, brothers and sisters come on...

Zhao Rong couldn't think of any suitable words for a while, so he turned his eyes to Li Jinshu, the senior brother standing outside the door.

However, before they had time to exchange glances, one of the two women in the center of the audience had already spoken.

Yu Huaijin suddenly asked, "Are you Concubine Zhao Ling of Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion?"

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't bother to answer her words, seeing that she dared not withdraw the ceremony that restrained Brother Rong, Concubine Zhao Ling stepped out directly.

This step is where visions are rampant.

In the center of the courtyard, inside the white porcelain bowl placed on the ground, the calm water suddenly created waves from the center, circle after circle, at the same interval.

The circular ripples came out through the bowl, and immediately dissipated into the air.

At the same time, between Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Rong and the others beside the stone table, the air in the originally empty courtyard suddenly became dense.

Concubine Zhao Ling is like a human-shaped ice cube in syrup. This human-shaped outline is formed around her body at a distance of three fingers, and there are wrinkles blocked by water waves.

Concubine Zhao Ling felt this invisible obstacle that repulsed her and tried to unknowingly distort her straight forward pace. She narrowed her long eyes, and the spiritual energy in her body suddenly turned, reciprocating in the eight extraordinary meridians and twelve serious meridians as wide as a great river. Pentium, it has flowed thousands of miles in an instant.

In the small world inside the body, the "big river of spiritual energy" washes over the "river of meridians", and thousands of waves are knocked out, hitting the shore and rising straight to the blue clouds.

In the heart lake of the dome and the lotus pond, the green lotus bloomed slightly, and the flying sword green plum hidden in it, a sword sound, resounded through the small world inside the body.

The snow-white spray rushing up to the sea of ​​clouds is the purest drop of spiritual energy. In the sound of the sword, a phantom of a green plum is vaguely born in each drop of spray.

Thousands of green plums did not fall with the rain of water droplets and clouds, but the sword lights burst out, and they shot straight into the sky in an instant, like heavy rain pouring down on the sky.

Pierce the dome and come out through the body.

In front of Dongli Xiaozhu's gate, Concubine Zhao Ling's body suddenly shot out a snow-white sword light, and the whole body was full of sword energy.

A female swordsman, angry at the bullfight.