My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 187 - 164 What a Coincidence You Are Here Too
Chapter 187: Chapter 164 What a Coincidence, You Are Here Too (2-in-1 Mega Chapter)_2
Chapter 187: Chapter 164 What a Coincidence, You Are Here Too (2-in-1 Mega Chapter)_2
Zhao Rong didn’t move, patiently waiting for another moment. With no sounds from outside, he suddenly rose to his feet, carefully tucked the love letter intended for Qing Jun into his sleeve, and left with light steps through the door.
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Taiching Four Mansions were quite expansive, and since Zhao Rong had not been there long and was unfamiliar with the layout, he politely asked a few Residence Students who were passing by for directions to Nanci Mansion.
When the Residence Students he stopped heard that he was heading to Nanci Mansion, they scrutinized Zhao Rong’s Academy student attire and their expressions immediately soured, either snorting dismissively or leaving with a swish of their sleeves.
Zhao Rong blinked, pondered the attitudes of those male Residence Students for a moment, and then slowly nodded in understanding.
So that’s how it is, he thought he got the picture.
Nanci Mansion was somewhat similar to the female dormitories in universities of his previous life, while he currently equated to a social youth from outside… No, that’s not right, he was now a student of Linlu Academy. Yes, more like a student from the neighboring school who came to mooch off others’ harvests.
Running off to the female dormitory of another school obviously meant no good intentions, one either a seducer or a thief.
No wonder those Residence Students looked at him with such disdain.
Zhao Rong coughed, feeling the key to the problem was actually the issue of unequal contributions between the parties.
With plentiful ladies at Taiching Four Mansions, and Linlu Academy being practically a monastery apart from a few female students.
Your academy has few women, yet you gaze greedily at our Taiching Prefecture every day, aiming to lure away our ladies…
It’s no wonder their expressions were awful; he would be unhappy too. But now, well, cough cough, apologies, Qing Jun is already mine.
Zhao Rong was undeterred. After asking a few more passersby, he finally found the way to Nanci Mansion.
Most of the female Residence Students of Taiching Prefecture resided on the shore of a beautifully scenic lake, where a serpentine string of buildings was erected.
At a glance, the place was divided into individual courtyards, each with its unique style, though most of them were delicate and elegant, demonstrating exquisite craftsmanship.
According to what Zhao Rong had eavesdropped behind Lingfei and the others the other day, Qing Jun should be living in a courtyard called Qinglian Pavilion.
It was now evening, and by the time Zhao Rong arrived at Nanci Mansion, the sky had darkened, making it somewhat hard to make out faces, although there were still many Residence Students coming and going, mostly women.
But… there were also not a few men.
Zhao Rong did some quick scouting and found that he couldn’t directly enter Nanci Mansion, which made sense since it was all women’s private quarters.
However, there was a large archway leading to Nanci Mansion, and next to the entrance used by the female Residence Students, there was a small crowd gathered.
Zhao Rong walked closer to have a look and found a group of men standing around several older matrons who looked to be in charge of the gateway to Nanci Mansion, akin to doorkeepers.
The men crowding around them were either entrusting messages to be passed on or handing over letters and items, which the matrons, in turn, were sorting into decorated boxes.
After watching for a while, Zhao Rong had an idea.
He then approached with the letter tucked in his sleeve and joined one of the shorter queues.
As the crowd gradually dispersed, not many were left in front of Zhao Rong, so he waited patiently.
At some point, a man passed by Zhao Rong’s side.
He glanced out of the corner of his eye, subconsciously.
His eyelids twitched suddenly.
Zhao Rong quickly turned to look and saw the man about to leave was dressed in Academy’s clothes. Upon a closer look, wasn’t this the same Brother who had accompanied him to Taiching Prefecture? Not long ago, when the eldest brother had been lecturing them, this Brother was complaining that he hadn’t finished the homework assigned by Teacher Yan and had no time for distractions — but now…
Zhao Rong’s mouth twitched as his gaze shifted from the retreating figure of the Brother who must have finished his errand. He carefully surveyed his surroundings.
Due to the dim light earlier, he hadn’t taken a good look, but after a careful inspection he once again spotted two or three Brothers who, not too long ago, had been nodding in agreement in front of the eldest brother.
Zhao Rong was momentarily speechless.
However, before he could think further, a familiar voice came from the front.
“Please convey a message to Ye Zhilan of Xiahe Courtyard. Just say… Yushu is looking for her,”
“Alright, please wait a moment,” one of the matrons said.
At the sound, Zhao Rong paused, slowly turning his head to look.
At the very front of the line he was in, stood a young man clad in the green lapels of a student, wearing a flowing headscarf and holding a folding fan, his back to Zhao Rong.
If not Fan Yushu, then who could it be?
Didn’t you say you were going to drink with the teacher? How did you end up here…
Zhao Rong scratched his nose with his finger.
Quite the actors, each and every one.
Life truly is a play, all based on acting skills…
Zhao Rong licked his lips and took another careful look around. The teacher couldn’t be here too, could he?
Fortunately, there was no sign of Li Jinsu.
Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
Not long after.
The female official who had relayed the message for Fan Yushu returned alone, and spoke softly, “Miss Ye said she’s not acquainted with you, and asked you not to look for her anymore.”
Upon hearing this, the shoulders of Fan Yushu’s figure in Zhao Rong’s field of vision slumped ever so slightly. He fell silent for a moment, seemingly lowering his head to sigh, then pulled something out of his sleeve and handed it over with both hands, “Please trouble yourself to deliver this to her… Ye Zhilan from Xiahe Courtyard, thank you.”
“No problem,” the female official responded with a slight smile, clearly accustomed to such situations. She took what Fan Yushu handed over and placed it in a special brocade box.
Seeing this, Zhao Rong’s curiosity peaked, and he craned his neck around the back that blocked his view, finally seeing that what had been handed over was an exquisitely crafted letter.
It seemed somewhat familiar…
Zhao Rong raised an eyebrow; wasn’t this the very letter Fan Yushu was earnestly composing that morning when they met?
Zhao Rong had originally thought Fan Yushu was seriously reading and taking notes. To his surprise, just like him, Fan Yushu was writing a love letter early in the morning!
With that thought,
The next second, Fan Yushu suddenly turned around to leave.
Zhao Rong instinctively hurried to the side.
Had he not moved, it would have been fine; his movement drew Fan Yushu’s gaze.
In that instant,
Their eyes met.
Fan Yushu: “……”
Zhao Ziyu: “……”
The air turned awkward in an instant.
Zhao Rong felt he should say something, but what should he say?
‘Brother Yushu, I saw you… licking…’ No, that would probably end the friendship immediately.
‘Brother Yushu, hang in there, keep going, in the end, you will have everything…’ No, no, saying that suddenly makes me feel a pang of conscience.
All this happened in just an instant.
Zhao Rong’s mind was filled with myriad thoughts.
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Meanwhile, Fan Yushu’s expression was slowly turning unpleasant; just looking at him made Zhao Rong feel his own embarrassment issues acting up…
However, such a scene was no challenge to one with his wealth of experience.
Zhao Rong’s eyes widened abruptly as he opened his mouth slightly, “Oh, what a coincidence, you’re here too!”
He pretended as though he had just then noticed the other person.
Fan Yushu quieted down for a while, his gaze somewhat suspiciously fixed on Zhao Rong.
The latter met his gaze calmly.
Fan Yushu covered his mouth with a fist and coughed lightly; his voice, which was usually a bit sharp, now sounded a bit hoarse, “Right, right, it is indeed a coincidence… that… ”
He looked up, smiling brightly, and shook the folding fan in his hand, “I’m delivering something to my fiancée, who has just recently joined Taiching Prefecture.”
Zhao Rong nodded in understanding, “Got it, got it, I’m in a similar situation.”
Upon hearing this, Fan Yushu’s expression shifted as he sized up Zhao Rong.
‘Similar to me? Brother Ziyu, do you even know what Taiching Prefecture is…’
However, at this moment, it was Zhao Rong’s turn in the queue.
He gave Fan Yushu an apologetic smile, then strode forward, coming up to the desk where a few female officials were.
Zhao Rong spoke softly to the officials, “Hello, please convey a message to Qinglian Pavilion for me… just say, ‘Your husband is looking for her’.”
With these words,
The surrounding area slowly quieted down.
Many of the women entering and exiting Nanci Mansion’s doorway stopped and turned their heads.
Fan Yushu, standing behind, was momentarily dumbstruck.
The female officials who were originally smiling did not respond, but stared blankly at Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong, seeing their reaction, thought for a moment, certain he remembered correctly, then added:
“Um, my wife lives in Qinglian Pavilion; her name is Zhao Lingfei.”
