My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 676 - 416 Zhao Lingfei: Whose Pocket Stomach? (Four) (Added for ’Uncle Yong’ Brother League Leader!)

Chapter 676: Chapter 416 Zhao Lingfei: Whose Pocket Stomach? (Four) (Added for ’Uncle Yong’ Brother League Leader!)

A young scholar in white robes and a red-clothed girl with fox-like eyes had left the academy shortly before.

About half an hour passed.

Another figure appeared at the entrance of the academy.

It was indeed Zhao Rong. For some reason, he had returned alone, swiftly making his way back to the East Fence Small House.

As he passed by a lavishly decorated small house nearby, Zhao Rong changed his direction, entered it alone, pushed open the courtyard door, and the figures of Jia Tengying and Fan Yushu came into view.

They were sitting under the grapevine at the western corner of the courtyard, absorbed in reading.

Seeing Zhao Rong calmly entering the courtyard, they both got up and approached.

"Ziyu, how did you manage the matter with Su Xiaoxiao?" Fan Yushu winked at him while also reminding him, "You better be careful about Zhao Xiaomei, make sure she doesn’t run into you."

Zhao Rong did not respond to his friend’s somewhat schadenfreude tone, remaining noncommittal.

He first politely greeted another student from the Shuaixing Hall who was living with Fan Yushu in the courtyard.

Jia Tengying asked, "By the way, Ziyu, you left in a hurry earlier and I forgot to ask. Is it just you who came back this time? What about Brother Gu from the Justice Hall?"

Zhao Rong softly said, "We have roughly settled on the consecration matters. They are currently making preparations in Great Li. I’ve come back to handle a few important matters and won’t stay long. I’ll leave once I’m done."

He turned his head and squinted toward the direction of Great Li in the south.

Zhao Rong had already made one trip here previously before returning to the northern room of the East Fence Small House to see Su Xiaoxiao.

He had traveled for a day and a half to return from Hanjing to Linlu Academy.

When he originally went to Great Li, he had disembarked at the border and traveled overland for specific purposes and had stayed a few days in Xingzi Town, even inspecting Sacrificial Moon Mountain on the way, hence it had taken quite some time to reach Hanjing.

But the distance from Great Li to Du You City, through the eyes of the mountain cultivators who can traverse thousands of miles a day, wasn’t far. Zhao Rong had returned using the fastest Cloud Sea Ferry prepared by the Imperial Family of Great Li.

Coming along with him was also his close attendant Qian’er; Uncle Bai and Fairy Su stayed behind in Hanjing.

However, after disembarking in Du You City, Qian’er followed Zhao Rong safely to the entrance of the Academy then turned back to Taiching Prefecture to find Qing Jun.

Before entering the Academy, Zhao Rong wisely checked at the facility’s management list at the entrance for those registered under his name recently.

Upon discovering it was only Qing Jun, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, seeing the entry and exit frequency of his wife on the log, listed not long before and quite frequent, he felt a bit surprised. Although he didn’t think much of it, he still subconsciously felt something was off.

After returning to the academy, instead of going directly to the East Fence Small House, Zhao Rong wanted to first visit Fan Yushu for inquiry, only to find Jia Tengying also present upon entering his friend’s courtyard.

Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying were equally surprised by Zhao Rong’s sudden return and then exchanged odd glances as they briefly explained the complex situations that had unfolded over the past few days.

At the time, after listening, Zhao Rong, without even a sip of water, hurried back to the East Fence Small House, coincidentally encountering a small fox demon stealthily wiping her tears under a bookshelf...

At this moment, under the grapevine in the luxurious courtyard, Zhao Rong slightly gathered his thoughts and declared solemnly:

"Yushu, Teng Ying, I left in a hurry earlier. Could you tell me again about Qing Jun and... and Xiaoxiao, what has been going on with them these days?"

After exchanging a look, Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying weirdly narrated the horrifying and perilous experiences that had occurred inside Zhao Rong’s bedding over the recent days.

They also expressed their deep condolences for the impending tragic fate of someone.

Afterward, the student surnamed Jia pointed out that the student surnamed Zhao should face heterosexual feelings seriously, treat the two younger sisters earnestly, stop the unhelpful secretiveness, and genuinely strengthen ideological education efforts.

The student surnamed Jia also stated that the student surnamed Zhao should fulfill the responsibilities and accountability that a student from Shuaixing Hall should bear, and not let down Brother Yu’s proactive lead.

He further suggested that the student surnamed Zhao should relearn the Mochi school rules and Brother Yu’s quotes, properly view the complex heterosexual relationships involving third parties, sincerely hoping that the student surnamed Zhao would handle it properly and ultimately resolve the "double younger sister" issue amicably and peacefully, while also holding high expectations and encouragement for him.

On this, the student surnamed Fan also expressed agreement and added.

He first positively acknowledged the student surnamed Zhao’s achievements in time management and transportation planning, then harshly criticized his distrustful behavior of concealing rich emotional experiences, severely damaging both sides’ feelings.

He hoped that both parties would from then on engage in honest, deep, long, and constructive communication surrounding the secrets of capturing fairy hearts, eliminate misunderstandings, and mutually progress.

Listening to the remarks of his two friends, the student surnamed Zhao seriously listened and nodded in approval of the constructive comments, and with a serene smile, he summed up his feelings at the moment with one phrase:

"Get lost."

Fan Yushu: "..."

Jia Tengying: "..."

It fell silent for a while before Zhao Rong lowered his eyelashes and said, "I have my own plans."

"That’s good." Jia Tengying and Fan Yushu nodded, saying no more.

In their perception, Ziyu had always been very decisive.

At this moment, Zhao Rong replayed certain recent scenes in his mind.

He thought for a moment, then summarized seriously, "You mean to tell me that the bedding Qing Jun washed for me was taken back by Su Xiaoxiao and she slept in it for a night? And the next day, she even took it out to air together with her clothes? And it might be seen by Qing Jun anytime if she decides to check back?"

Fan Yushu nodded and said, "Ziyu’s summary is quite accurate. The situation is more or less like that. Ziyu, thanks to our cover these couple of days, if it weren’t for us this morning, Sister Zhao might have become suspicious and run into Sister Su."

He sighed, patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder, and exclaimed, "Such a loyal classmate, you must not keep secrets from us anymore."

Someone thought for a moment, "Then what are you doing now."

"Studying."

"You said you were covering for me, so why are you not at East Fence Small House studying? Why move here?"

Fan Yushu spoke earnestly, "Next door is too dangerous. We thought that in case something happened next door, we’d be able to save the sparks and inform you."

I really thank you for that.

Zhao Rong couldn’t help but twitch his lips, but he nodded and said, "Thank you."

He frowned slightly, the scenes recounted by his friends flashing through his mind, suddenly feeling something was amiss.

His wife’s jealousy and her keenness in certain aspects had never disappointed him.

Zhao Rong, feeling the need to return immediately, began to lift his foot.

At that moment, however, Jia Tengying couldn’t hold back his curiosity and asked:

"Ziyu."

"What is it?"

"What brings you back this time?"

Zhao Rong paused, observed their curious expressions, and after a slight deliberation, said, "The consecration ceremony of Great Li is about to begin; our Meng Xuezhen has been absent for a while, and I had some matters to discuss with her, so I had to rush back."

It was an official matter, but actually, there was also a private matter he needed to handle...

"I see," Jia Tengying suddenly nodded in realization.

Fan Yushu also laughed and said, "We were just talking about this in the morning. Meng Xuezhen has been ignoring your side, not even visiting as the assessment nears..."

Jia Tengying suddenly whispered:

"Ziyu, if there are any difficulties in Great Li that could impact the preparations for the consecration, and they really can’t be resolved, you could... actually speak with Meng Xuezhen about it. After all, it’s part of her duties since you are responsible for hosting the consecration, and the assessment includes the entire ceremony process.

"As for the site and equipment preparations for the consecration ceremony, although you also have to participate, logically, Meng Xuezhen and the people from the side of Great Li should assist together, thoroughly preparing, not just leaving it all up to you. Just like these past few days, we went to the Confucian Temple with Senior Yu and prepared together with the old Teachers there...

"But if you don’t speak up, Meng Xuezhen might assume everything is prepared correctly on your side, then continue to ignore it... Eh."

Zhao Rong was non-committal about certain matters.

Upon hearing this, he simply chuckled, "Oh, I see, I thought this was also part of the assessment."

Zhao Rong shook his head gently, then after chatting for a few more words with his two friends, he quickly turned and left.

Seeing that he had returned, Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying relaxed and began to pack up their things, preparing to return to East Fence Small House...

Zhao Rong returned to East Fence Small House somewhat apprehensively and with a guilty conscience.

He stood at the entrance, surveying the courtyard.

His gaze lingered for a while on the bedding and pink men’s clothing on the drying rack in the eastern corner.

Zhao Rong suddenly lowered his head, sniffed his white long shirt, and frowned slightly.

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