My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 189 - 165 Mm Zhao Lingfei is Your Wife (2-in-1
Chapter 189: Chapter 165: Mm, Zhao Lingfei is Your Wife (2-in-1 Long Chapter)_2
Chapter 189: Chapter 165: Mm, Zhao Lingfei is Your Wife (2-in-1 Long Chapter)_2
It’s good enough to admire her from afar…
Lately, there have been quite a few rumors about this heavenly blessed lady within the Prefecture.
First of all, there were talks that in the past half-year, either due to a flaw in her state of mind or for some other reason, she remained at the peak of the Vast Realm without breaking through to the Heavenly Will Realm that everyone had anticipated a long time ago.
And if this were to happen to an ordinary prodigy, it would pose a considerable problem, as most prodigies break through realms as easily as drinking water. However, if they suddenly stall at a certain realm, it could very likely mean a tremendous bottleneck in the Great Dao, which sometimes even signifies the “fall” of a prodigy in the eyes of the public.
If it continues like this, she would fade into obscurity among the masses.
But when this happened to Zhao Lingfei, the Residence Students of Taiching Prefecture dared not make hasty judgments, and hardly anyone entertained the thought of taking delight in her predicament.
It’s just a delay of half a year after all, doesn’t amount to much. She hasn’t even turned eighteen yet, let’s wait and see.
The crowd chose to silently observe…
At this moment,
beside the gate of Nanci Mansion, behind the desk,
a few female officials were looking at each other.
Their eyes conveyed an inexplicable meaning.
After a moment of silence, one of the female officials with her hair done up in a high bun lightly coughed, maintaining a proper smile on her face, and with an apologetic look towards the man in front of her, who was “the husband of Zhao Lingfei,” she said,
“I’m sorry, young master, the master of Qinglian Pavilion has instructed that, apart from a few specific individuals, she does not wish to meet anyone else. So, we can’t really bother her without good reason… We are truly sorry.”
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Zhao Rong frowned, thought for a moment, “Actually, I am a specific individual. Maybe you could ask… mmm mmm… let go… mmm mmm… Yushu brother, what are you doing? Let… let go of me…”
He had only gotten halfway through speaking when someone abruptly covered his mouth from behind and dragged him back. Turning around, he saw it was Fan Yushu.
Fan Yushu, who had just snapped out of his daze, ignored Zhao Rong’s shouts. While retreating, he hurriedly said to the high-bunned female official:
“I’m so sorry, my apologies, I am his good friend. He joined me for a few drinks a bit ago and accidentally drank too much. He still hasn’t sobered up. All those words he just blurted out were merely drunken gibberish, haha. I hope you ladies won’t take them to heart,
My brother here is a lovesick fool who has been quietly pining for Fairy Zhao. Usually, he’s like a tightly sealed gourd, unable to vent even a peep. Now that he’s drunk, he blurts out all sorts of nonsense. It’s truly inappropriate, and I hope you ladies won’t take offense.”
After speaking, Fan Yushu dragged the fiercely struggling Zhao Rong around a corner tens of meters away, out of everyone’s sight.
Those left behind chuckled at the spectacle, treating it just as some post-dinner entertainment, and didn’t bother further as they went about their own business.
Zhao Rong pried Fan Yushu’s hand away, speaking in fits and starts, “Let go… mmm mmm, I’m not drunk… mmm mmm… Yushu brother, I’m getting angry if you keep this up!”
Fan Yushu, however, paid no attention to Zhao Rong. He looked around, and seeing that nobody was paying them any heed anymore, he breathed a sigh of relief, also letting go of his grip.
Zhao Rong vigorously wiped his mouth, spitting several times in disgust, “Why did you stop me? I’m just looking for my wife, is that not allowed? Spit spit, what’s that smell on your hands, it’s strange, spit spit spit…”
Fan Yushu, upon hearing this, seriously nodded his head.
“Alright, alright, she’s your wife, Zhao Lingfei is your wife, are you happy now? But can you please not make such a spectacle? It’s enough to think about it in your heart, don’t announce it in public. You can do whatever you want in your dreams at night, but forget about the day time.”
Having said that, he sighed again.
“Ah, our eldest brother repeatedly emphasized to us to be careful, not to disgrace Teacher Yan and the Academy. We were already disobedient sneaking off to Nanci Mansion, which is somewhat excusable since the one you love is here. As a man who is both romantic and passionate, it’s really hard for me to hold back, and that’s quite normal.
But you, on the other hand… If it weren’t for me stopping you… sigh, Ziyu brother, if things had blown up, it wouldn’t have been as simple as you losing face. We all could have become the laughingstock of Taiching Prefecture tomorrow. Worse yet, if Zhao Lingfei really did come out and she was in a bad mood when she heard your improper words, she might have made you regret it.”
Zhao Rong was still fiercely wiping his mouth, looking indignant. Upon hearing these words, he wanted to say more but, seeing Fan Yushu’s expression, he thought better of it and held his tongue.
Fan Yushu thought his advice had taken effect and nodded with satisfaction, “It’s good that you’ve taken it in. Ziyu brother, don’t be too hard on yourself. After all, you’ve pulled back at the edge of the cliff. Also, I was a bit rude just now, so I apologize to Ziyu brother. Cough cough, I sprayed some perfume on myself…”
Zhao Rong widened his eyes and instinctively took a step back, suspiciously sizing up his classmate.
He saw that Fan Yushu was dressed to the nines.
Although he wore the same Academy student attire, the decorative items on his person were clearly luxurious, a stark contrast to Zhao Rong’s simple outfit, especially that filigree Jade Gourd hanging from his waist which looked quite extraordinary.
Fan Yushu indeed had quite a presentable exterior, with a hint of delicate beauty. Only…
Why would a grown man spray perfume and apply powder?
Don’t you know it’s quite frightening?
However, Zhao Rong then remembered that his classmate was here to visit his fiancée, and he considered the tone Fan Yushu had used just then…
Zhao Rong then also understood some and was reassured.
He nodded, “It’s fine, it’s just that Brother Yushu has quite a unique habit.”
After speaking, Zhao Rong took out some clean water, rinsed his mouth, and then straightened his clothes and hat before heading back to the gate of Nanci Mansion.
“Hey, hey, Brother Ziyu, what are you going to do now?”
“Since I can’t meet her, like Brother Yushu, sending a letter should be alright, shouldn’t it?”
“Er, that’s possible… wait a moment…”
Fan Yushu was nodding halfway when he suddenly paused, indignantly saying:
“Brother Ziyu, how can you do this? You pretended you just met me before, but you were actually peeking from behind!”
He hurriedly chased after him.
Zhao Rong’s mouth curved into a smirk, thinking a misunderstanding of this young master as a fawning dog?
No worries, we shouldn’t laugh at each other.
He came back to the ladies-in-waiting, facing the gaze of the crowd once more. Unembarrassed, he took out a letter and handed it to the lady-in-waiting with the high bun.
“Please deliver this to Zhao Lingfei.”
The lady-in-waiting with the high bun smiled and took it, “It’s no trouble.”
With that, she went aside, took out a brocade box with ‘Qinglian Pavilion’ written on the lid, opened it to look and found it already filled with letters. She shook her head and then pulled out several similar boxes from under the table, which were also packed with letters or items.
Zhao Rong was originally ready to turn back and leave, but the corner of his eye caught this scene and his eyelids twitched violently.
So, my lady, while your husband is not around, you actually received so many love letters and gifts… However, you’ve been quite good, at least keeping them here and not taking them away.
A certain jar of vinegar was both sour and relieved.
Suddenly, the lady-in-waiting with the high bun finally found a box that was only half full and slipped Zhao Rong’s letter into it.
Zhao Rong sighed lightly upon seeing this, not knowing if the letter would reach her, but there was no other way for now, so he would come again tomorrow to check. If that didn’t work, he would have to think of another method.
Alas, who would have thought it would be so difficult to see one’s wife? Once he “captures” Qing Jun, he must never let her go again…
Thinking this, Zhao Rong then turned and left with Fan Yushu, who was waiting for him behind.
About a quarter of an hour after Zhao Rong and his companion had left,
a graceful figure slowly walked out from inside the door of Nanci Mansion.
The woman had a tall and slender figure, her hair pinned up with a wooden hairpin, and her eyes as deep as autumn waters.
It was Zhao Lingfei indeed.
As she passed by, most onlookers couldn’t help but glance at her.
Zhao Lingfei was accustomed to this and walked out of the gate without looking sideways. Suddenly, she turned left and quickly walked toward the table where the ladies-in-waiting sat.
Approaching the table, she asked politely, “I wonder if there is any family letter that has come?”
The ladies-in-waiting exchanged glances, finding it strange. In recent days, Miss Zhao had been asking this question every day.
The lady-in-waiting replied, “There is none today either.”
Zhao Lingfei’s eyes dimmed imperceptibly, she nodded, and turned to leave.
“Wait, Miss Zhao, there have been many letters sent to you recently, though they are not the family letters from Qinglian Inn in East City that you ordered. Would you like to take them with you?”
After speaking, one lady-in-waiting took out those brocade boxes, placed them on the table, and also opened the boxes to show Zhao Lingfei.
Zhao Lingfei paused in her steps, casually turned around, and glanced inside the boxes.
In the past, Qian’er would deal with these tedious matters, but now Qian’er wasn’t here. She wondered, where did Qian’er used to throw these?
Zhao Lingfei thought for a moment, then shook her head slightly, no longer concerning herself with those letters and turned away to leave.
