i have a sword fairy

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 imperial mausoleum.

He continued to do psychological construction.

"Zhao Ziyu, you are a married man, you are already married, what are you thinking about, and she is not the only one who does not marry, she said that she had a crush on a younger brother before, so you are ashamed, really You think you are important now, you are all adults, okay..."

At this time, Jian Ling couldn't help interjecting: "Who did the 'little brother' in her mouth make up to imply, Zhao Rong, do you really have no clue in your heart?"

Zhao Rong: ...

He was silent, of course he knew that the fictional "Sea King" junior was hinting at him.

"You, go cool off." Zhao Rong was expressionless, "What is your identity, what is my identity, do you dare to talk to this sword master like this?"

Return:? ? ?

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

It can be seen that the sword spirit still has some effect.

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

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

"Uh……"

Zhao Rong's hand was hanging in the air in embarrassment, but when he looked into the open door in front of him, his first reaction was "Why is there no one?" After being stunned for a while, Zhao Rong moved his gaze down, and finally saw the person standing behind him. The girl in blue in front of her.

I saw that the short girl in blue didn't wear the tall bookboy hat this time, so Zhao Rong almost missed her just now.

Her hair was parted and tied in front of her shoulders, and it was still a little wet, as if she had just washed it, with the fragrance of acacia.

"Hey."

Inside the door, the book boy Jingzi crossed his arms, raised his chin, and looked at the tall person outside the door: "What are you doing here?"

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

"Really?" Jing Zi looked suspicious.

"you guess."

"It must be fake."

"Then guess what it really is."

"I'm looking for my husband." The little girl hugged her chest and groaned.

Zhao Rong helplessly spread his hands, "If you know that, you still ask me, let me in quickly!"

Jingzi said unhappily: "Why are you so fierce, those who don't know think it's your house, come in if you want..."

She puffed her mouth out of the way, squinted at someone, and asked knowingly: "So I asked why you came to see my husband, and why are you here to drink tea with the cheek?"

After Zhao Rong entered the door, he glanced at the girl in blue and didn't answer immediately.

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

Jing Zi remained expressionless, and said in a business-like manner: "Please wait a moment, I'll ask Mr. for instructions."

Zhao Rong whispered, "Go."

The little girl threw him in the waiting pavilion next to the courtyard gate, and ran into the depths of the flower garden.

Before making Zhao Rong wait long, Jing Zi ran back quickly.

It's just that for some reason, when she came back, her little face was a little more displeased, as if looking at someone was even more unpleasant, and the little girl would not admit that she was sour.

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

"Come with me."

Jing Zi didn't go into the pavilion, and left a word directly outside the pavilion, and took the lead to walk 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 didn't you wear a hat today?"

"The weather is good today, let's get some hair."

To wash your hair is to wash your hair, but for the Confucian scholars, the body, hair and skin are inherited from their parents, and they attach great importance to washing their hair and bathing.

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

"Mr. Zhu..."

Jingzi didn't care, and replied directly: "She, she prefers to be clean, so she just took an incense bath in the afternoon. If it wasn't for writing obsession, sir, she would usually have an incense bath once every three days. I'm exhausted."

Xunmu has a set of cumbersome procedures, and Zhu Yourong is the only school boy in the courtyard, so the burden of burning water and incense falls on her thin shoulders... The little girl burst into tears.

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

Zhao Rong realized later.

"So, you guys just got out of the bath?" He asked suddenly.

"Nonsense, otherwise, how could I come out and open the door for you?" Jing Zi felt that the Confucian scholar behind her was asking some childish questions, she glanced at her mouth, "But I thought you couldn't keep your appointment today, didn't you take the school exam with Sister Xuanji Why? 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 in place.

He was looking away from the fragrant flower garden, looking at Jingzi, chuckled and shook his head: "I've been busy all day, my body is dusty, and you just finished taking a bath and incense..."

The man who came here today with a clear purpose smiled a little embarrassedly, "So I'd better not go in, and Mr. Zhu should not come out conveniently, so you should give me some words to go in."

Jing Zi leaned back slightly, and let out a soft "Huh".

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

"You won't go in? Didn't you come to drink tea today? Sir, it's already..." The words paused, and Jing Zi immediately changed her words: "Although I also think it's not right for a woman to see guests immediately after her bath. It's suitable, but my husband and I don't care, why are you so reserved?"

Of course, Zhao Rong would not tell this little girl directly that it was the eclectic experience of smashing the Dugu family in front of the bathing pool of Dali Guanghan Palace that frightened him.

In addition, the activated state of the evil dragon that was turned on during the music art assessment just now made it a little easier for him.

Zhao Rong looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and explained with lowered eyes: "There is nothing, the main thing is that there is an urgent matter to go back later, so I won't stay for tea, and you can tell me something."

Jingzi interrupted immediately, and pointed to the flowerbed behind her, "It's fine if you don't go in, the husband is inside, if you have anything to say, just say it outside, she can hear..."

The heartless girl in blue suddenly stopped talking, because a sound transmission floated in the heart lake.

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

Jing Zi asked: "Then what about this guy..."

In the flower garden, a certain low-browed woman who wore no corset today and only wore a close-fitting skirt that could outline just the 'wonderful' part nodded plainly.

"Oh, he likes to come or not. Come back first and pass me a message."

……

Chapter 667 "You Are Still Too Young"

"You wait."

Jingzi left behind her words, turned around and slipped into the flower garden, leaving only Zhao Rong in place.

The latter waited quietly, without dissatisfaction.

In the flowerbed.

After Jingzi returned, she saw a strange scene in front of her, let out a soft "Huh", and asked strangely:

"Sir, what are you doing? Why don't you make tea?"

"It's late afternoon, what kind of tea should I drink?"

"Then what are you doing now?"

A certain female gentleman who was wearing a graceful dress for the first time today did not raise her head, and replied in a flat tone: "Obviously, reading."

Jingzi whispered, "This is the gardening book I read..."

"Isn't your book the teacher's book?"

"Okay, you...you remember to turn the book and don't get my bookmark out."

Zhu Yourong turned another page, nodded, "Oh."

"Well, I remember it was clamped with a leaf, the main reason is that I can't find the location I saw last time..."

The little girl's voice became smaller and smaller, and at the same time, her eyes couldn't help but move down, and finally stared at a certain red leaf on the ground.

"..." The air was a little quiet.

The female gentleman stooped silently to pick up the red leaves at her feet, and casually picked them up. She turned the pages too fast in a hurry, so she didn't notice.

The little book boy in blue had a bit of resentment in his eyes.

Zhu Yourong didn't lift her eyelids, she quietly flipped through the book.

Jing Zi waited and waited, but she saw that Zhu You Rong looked like she was turning the pages of a book, and she kept silent.

She tilted her head: "Didn't you want me to pass on a message, sir, you should say it."

"What's the hurry, I'll talk about it after I finish reading the book."

"But Mr. Zhao is waiting outside."

The female gentleman who was quietly reading the gardening book immediately asked back: "I am a teacher, and he is a student. What's wrong with asking him to wait a while? Isn't he here to respect the teacher?"

Jing Zi had nothing to say, she glanced at Zhu Yourong who seemed not in a hurry, and then at the pot of orchid tea and the tea set that were left aside.

She said with some regret: "But, sir, you have been preparing this tea for so long, it will hurt your heart if you don't drink it."

"There are some things that don't hurt your heart. There will always be more painful things waiting for you. You are still too young, so you will understand slowly, and you will never feel distressed again."

'Still too young' Jingzi said seriously: "But I still feel distressed."

Zhu Yourong concealed her scrolls and sighed softly, "People take tea cold, cold tea is the norm."

"..."

Jingzi: I'm still too young, Qiuqiu, you, Qiuqiu, don't feed me chicken soup, it's so strange to understand.

The female gentleman who was "feeling time and tears" looked at her bookboy and nodded, "Okay, if you still feel distressed, then you can drink this blue tea."

Jingzi: "Sir."

"what happened again?"

"I'm an orchid too."

The orchid turned into a ghost said: "You did it yourself, did you forget?"

Zhu Yourong: ...

She raised her head and said seriously: "I'm sorry, Jingzi."

The little girl shook her head: "It's okay. You can drink blue tea, but I can't. Sir, so now, let's let the guy outside wait, how about letting him taste the herbal tea later?" She went out idea.

Zhu Yourong shook his head, lowered his eyes and said: "It's almost there, you can go now, and ask for me... Are you unwilling to be the teaching assistant of this book art class? If so, then I will not ...not to bother you anymore."

"Okay!" Jing Zi turned her head and left.

"Wait." Zhu Yourong suddenly shouted again.

Jingzi stopped the car, "What's wrong?"

"You...you delete the last sentence first, and only ask the first one."

Jingzi thought for a while, and then repeated: "So I just asked him... Are you unwilling to be a teaching assistant for this calligraphy class?"

The female gentleman who is also idiotic and idiot pressed the palm of the book. She didn't read the book, nor did she look at her own bookboy. She tilted her head and looked at the few words that she cherished so much on the desk not far in front of her.

The female gentleman was quiet for a while, then nodded calmly.

Jing Zi suggested: "Sir, if it wasn't for you to ask him yourself."

"No, you ask."

Jing Zi nodded, turned around and sent a message.

Outside the flowerbed.

After hearing Zhu Yourong's words, Zhao Rong looked at Jingzi who was waiting for his answer.