i have a sword fairy

On the other side of the box, there was only one person standing opposite to the ladies in white.

This is a tall and strong middle-aged man with a square face and a fair face, not angry but majestic.

The most conspicuous thing is that he is wearing a blue satin python robe, solemn and majestic.

The man in the boa robe held his hands behind his back, his tall back was like a mountain, independent of the viewing platform in the box.

With lowered eyes, he looked at the increasingly lively crowd in the hall on the first floor of Zuixian Tower.

On the left side, also standing in front of the viewing platform of Tianzihao box with the best view, among a group of white-clothed women, the woman in palace attire with a mole on the corner of her mouth is the leader, frowned slightly, staring at the downstairs, also I don't know what to think about.

At this moment, the box was very quiet, without a single sound.

All of a sudden, a needle can be heard.

The 'two gangs' are like wax figures with one-to-one proportions and exquisite pouring.

I don't know what I'm doing standing still in this silent box.

If there were outsiders watching, they would probably feel that the atmosphere in the room was a bit weird.

However, as the door of the private room was knocked rhythmically and gently, the indifferent white-clothed girl opened the door, and a woman in gorgeous clothes named Yueniang stepped in respectfully.

Finally, there was a little more life in the room.

Suddenly, someone spoke in this long-silent Tianzihao private room.

"This young man is finally here."

……

On the way down from the third floor, Zhao Rong was 'criticized' all the way by Gu Yiwu and other classmates.

"Ziyu, why don't we join in the fun?" Gu Yiwu suggested with a serious expression.

"That's right, Mr. Zhao, I don't think there's anything interesting about the puppet combing. It's just a group of vulgar monks driving up prices. When I was in Duyou City, I hated this the most." The tall and thin student of Justice Hall nodded in agreement.

Another student couldn't help but interjected, "Brother Ziming, so that's the case. The dozen or so maids in your room who read with books spent a lot of spirit stones, right?"

Everyone can't help but look sideways.

Gu Yiwu, who was frowning seriously, twitched the corners of his eyes, and couldn't help turning his head to look.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if the wave doesn't waste the spirit stone or something..." The thin and tall student called 'Brother Ziming' changed his tone, his waist was straight, and his mouth was plausible.

"The main thing is that I can't bear to see these poor women wandering and suffering outside, and I want them to read more in my study."

Everyone: "..."

Gu Yiwu glared at the thin and tall student, ignored him, and said again:

"Ziyu, remember, brother, you told me solemnly before that you are a scholar with noble sentiments and a person who has escaped the vulgar tastes. Let us not give you some good books all day long. art class."

The student surnamed Gu with thick eyebrows and big eyes sighed sadly, "You have changed."

Everyone spoke uprightly, with a regretful tone.

Zhao Rong didn't bother to pay attention to these living treasures.

With his usual expression on his face, he clasped his hands and walked straight down the wooden stairs.

This huge painting boat located in the middle of the lake was crowded by the dark night wind outside and the lake water soaked in stars, and it swayed slightly, just like the bright moon swaying in the lake water. moonlight.

Zhao Rong's slender and thin body stepped on the stairs, but the soles of his feet seemed to take root, without swaying at all.

Zhao Qian'er and Li Bai followed closely behind.

Seeing this, the students of Justice Hall looked at each other, and couldn't help showing a little doubt.

They took a closer look at Zhao Qian'er, who was calm, and saw that she turned a blind eye to someone's behavior that might be bothering her, or in other words... She was safe and well-behaved.

Gu Yiwu and the others couldn't help muttering softly.

I haven't seen you for a few days, is Zhao Xiaoxian a reformer?

In the past, she even had to defend the job of pouring water for Zhao Rong, and no one was allowed to compete with her...

Now I have to go down to the first floor and try to 'get lucky'. What if the little fairy in his room adds one, can you bear it?

Gu Yiwu and other students had no choice but to cough lightly, and followed in the footsteps of Zhao Rong and the others.

Suddenly, many of the students suddenly realized, and looked at the beautiful little fairy who was quietly and obediently following someone.

Hiss, Fairy Zhao was... taught by Mr. Zhao?

Cough cough, is it a 'gentleman' or a 'non-gentleman'?Or is it both, that is, talking and hands?

Thinking back to the coquettish fairies who used to treat them with upside down eyebrows and frank words, and who often refused to obey Zhao Rong, now they are no longer noisy.

Everyone looked at Zhao Rong, and couldn't help showing admiration and envy. It really deserves to be Mr. Zhao...

In front, Zhao Qian'er didn't hold Zhao Rong's hand, or take his arm, sticking to Zhao Rong, but quietly behind him.

At this moment, she doesn't know what the students behind her are thinking, well, she doesn't want to know either.

Even if she knows, the little girl just thinks these guys are extremely boring.

However, she is indeed different now.

Before the two of Xingzihu embraced each other and fed each other sugar water, Zhao Qian'er wished that Brother Rong'er could keep his eyes on her.

Although it sometimes distracted him from doing things and slightly delayed his work, Zhao Qian'er still couldn't help doing things that caught Zhao Rong's attention.

Either deliberately naughty to make him angry, or pretending to be petty, or doing things that make him happy and like him.

Because at that time, Zhao Qian'er longed for the caring eyes of her sweetheart all the time, which was put above everything else in her heart.

If he could look at her seriously and listen to her talk for a while, Zhao Qian'er would be happy for a long time, on the contrary, if Zhao Rong ignored her, even for a while, Zhao Qian'er would feel lost and empty for a long time.

However, not long ago, after Zhao Rong took the initiative to hold her hand and promised her with his chin resting on her little head, all of this changed quietly.

Zhao Qian'er somewhat understood Miss's mood these days, and the helpless look she had when she was messing around.

Noisy, although it can increase the bond between two people, but most of the time, ordinary companionship is the real thing.

From now on, Zhao Qian'er also silently followed behind her sweetheart. When doing business, she tried her best not to talk to him, not to disturb him, to annoy him, and not to teach him how to do things.

This is a self-taught understanding, an unspeakable tacit understanding.

So, tonight, Zhao Qian'er came to this place of fireworks with Zhao Rong. Zhao Qian'er just took a look in Zhao Rong's eyes, and chose to follow him obediently.

The little girl believes that her brother Rong can handle everything well.

And when he finished his work or was tired in the middle, and looked back with relief, if his eyes could stay on her for even a moment, he would meet her eyes silently.

Then, the smiles rippling from the corners of the lips of the two who were not touching together was the tacit understanding that Zhao Qian'er longed for most.

The distance between this heart and heart is closer than when pouring sugar water to each other...

After half a stick of incense.

Zhao Rong led Zhao Qian'er, Gu Yiwu and the others to finally arrive at the first floor where the luxury is...

Chapter 365 I really don't want to comb you

The layout of the first floor of Zuixian Tower takes the stage as the center, and the tables and seats are arranged in a circle around the outside.

The lobby on the first floor is spacious.

Between the different card positions, there are two elegant and small screens with pictures of ladies, and three or four pots of green potted plants are dotted with each other.

A group of [-]-year-old girls with tulle and bare feet shuttled lightly between the seats, serving tea, wine, dishes and dishes to the distinguished guests who came tonight.

The arrival of Zhao Rong, Zhao Qian'er, Gu Yiwu and others did not attract too much attention from the guests in the hall on the first floor, only the tulle maid who came forward greeted her with a bright smile.

All the guests were looking forward to the figure of a Qing Dynasty lady who was the most beautiful in Xingzi Town on the stage.

Zhao Rong folded his sleeves and walked lightly. When he passed the stage filled with immortality and no one was there, he turned his head and glanced.

He leisurely came to a corner of the hall away from the stage, and sat down at an empty table outside.

Zhao Rong stretched out his hand to close the menu spread out on the table, and pushed it away.

He turned his head and smiled at the tulle maid.

"Bring me all the most expensive tea, wine and dishes here."

This understated tone made the eyes of the tulle maid who came to serve her brighten, and her tone suddenly became enthusiastic.

The guests at the surrounding tables also looked sideways.

All the students sat down one after another.

The sword-holding man who had been following silently seemed a little bored. After greeting Zhao Rong, he went to the boat deck outside the hall to blow some air.

Zhao Qian'er stood quietly behind Zhao Rong's chair.

Gu Yiwu looked a little surprised and said: "Ziyu is a big spender today, the most expensive meal here is the most expensive, and the tea is not cheap."

Zhao Rong waved his hand, and said strangely: "It's not me."

"..."

The corner of Gu Yiwu's mouth twitched, you fucking don't treat guests, so you still take the lead in ordering food, and order with such pride?

The complaints in my heart belong to the complaints, Gu Yiwu and other Zhengyi Hall students are not from simple backgrounds, and they are also masters who are not short of money. After laughing helplessly, they didn't say anything.

Zhao Rong also smiled and said nothing, without explaining anything.

Gu Yiwu turned his head and glanced at the stage being set up, thinking of what Zhao Rong said just now in the Xuanzihao box, he was thoughtful.

Not long after, the tulle maid served all the expensive Xianjia meals.

The atmosphere in the world gradually relaxed, drinking and chopsticks, chatting casually.

It's just that Zhao Qian'er was standing beside Zhao Rong, serving him vegetables and tea, as busy as a real little maid.

It's not that the students of Zhengyi Hall have never been served by maids since they were young. Everyone is familiar with this "luxurious and lustful" life, but like Zhao Rong, they are served by a proud girl from Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion in every detail. Eating, in the eyes of those who know it, the ostentation should not be too outrageous.

Although everyone knew some reasons, and had seen some Zhao Xiaoxian's hard work on the way to Dali, the casual atmosphere among classmates at the table gradually became a little awkward.

From time to time, everyone took a look at someone who was calm and calm, and Zhao Qian'er, who was busy picking up vegetables and feeding Zhao Rong with a small face.

Gu Yiwu came back from his thoughts, turned around, and found this scene.

He looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but suggest:

"Ziyu, why don't you let Xiaoxian Zhao sit down and have dinner together, and let her be so busy...Your situation makes us really uncomfortable."

Zhao Rong immediately turned his head, seized the opportunity to protest to a hardworking little girl:

"Did you hear that, it's not just you, Brother Rong, I'm uncomfortable, others can't stand it anymore either."

He paused, and begged helplessly, "Good Qian'er, please let me go, don't feed me anymore."

Zhao Qian'er frowned beautifully, and tilted her head, "No, I will listen to you for other things, but these things are not allowed."

The girl's unique crisp voice fell.

She moved gracefully and skillfully, put down the chopsticks, lightly picked up a sterling silver spoon with two fingers of her right hand, scooped up a dish in front of her, then followed it with her left hand, and brought it to Zhao Rong's mouth.

"Try the glutinous rice porridge from Xianmibao in Lingyu Blessed Land. Didn't you say that your stomach felt a little uncomfortable yesterday? Then eat something softer."

Everyone: "..."

Zhao Rong sighed, but he still opened his mouth skillfully, his body was very honest, and he ate a soft meal that warmed his stomach.

Bow to this evil feudal forces.

Zhao Qian'er's peach blossom eyes curled up like crescent moons, she nodded her head in satisfaction, picked up the green bamboo chopsticks, and went to pick up other Zhao Rong's favorite delicacies.

However, under the eyes of all the students sighing, she still explained something in her mouth as if no one else was there.

"You promised me before that as long as I'm by your side, you can just read your books, do your work, and other daily tasks, and I'll take care of them. You...don't try to play tricks now. "

Zhao Rong couldn't help being surprised, "When did I promise you?"

Without even thinking about it, Zhao Qian'er said directly: "Four years ago, Miss and I went back to the house to visit you. In the study, you...you are so skinny that you don't know how to take care of yourself. "

She bit her pink lips lightly, her eyes lowered, as if some old memories had been recalled.

Zhao Rongdi shivered subconsciously, how does it feel...he has messed with a little ancestor who shouldn't be messed with in his life?

Good guy, you little girl can remember things so clearly, how good is your memory?

Doesn't that mean that she has always kept in mind everything she promised Xiaoqian'er before, even for a lifetime... Keeping everything in mind, how do you live these days?