My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 695 - 429 Who is the Most Beautiful? (Three) (Daytime)

Chapter 695: Chapter 429 Who is the Most Beautiful? (Three) (Daytime)

The young Confucian Scholar, who had been hurried along by a blue-clothed girl saying ’hurry up’, scurried off to fetch a cushion for her.

By the time he returned, he saw that the table in the hall had already become quite lively:

Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin, Jia Tengying, and others had already risen to greet them, as Qing Jun, leading little Qian’er, was elegantly serving the dishes.

A group of people seemed to have just exchanged a few words, already laughing and talking.

Zhao Lingfei’s demeanor was graceful, her slightly made-up beautiful face was white as snow with a charming flush, looking very well-nourished recently, though probably only the ’culprit’ knew this... Ah, the mischief-loving Qian’er might have noticed it too.

Her autumnal eyes sparkled, her pretty face wore a polite and affectionate smile, elegant and dignified, her attire a lotus-white chest-high dress, her waist straight as a sword, enhancing her slender and tall figure, giving her an ethereal and outstanding presence that brightened the room.

Zhao Rong pretended to just notice his wife’s arrival, immediately showing a surprised smile, and went to greet her.

"Qing Jun, Qian’er, you’ve worked hard."

He considerately took the tray from little Qian’er’s hands, helping her and Qing Jun with serving the dishes.

Zhao Lingfei shook her head at his words, placed a dish properly, exchanged a glance with Qian’er, then gently smiled and looked towards her husband’s mentors and friends.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong immediately enthusiastically introduced Zhu Yourong and others to Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian’er.

He reached out and gently wrapped his arms around the waists of his wife and daughter, saying,

"Qing Jun, Qian’er, this is Mr. Zhu, whom I often mention to you, our calligraphy teacher at Mochi Academy. He has taken great care of me these past days, and I also hit it off with Mr. Zhu at first sight..."

Zhao Lingfei, with her hands poised, nodded, "Mr. Zhu, hello, I am Ziyu’s wife, no need to be formal today, just call me Lingfei..."

"Lingfei, I’ve often heard Ziyu mention you, finally meeting you, you are a hundred times more beautiful than Ziyu described," Zhu Yourong said with a light laugh, his gaze lingering on this dignified yet approachable autumn-eyed lady.

Zhao Rong, "This is Yushu and Teng Ying, no need for introductions, you know them, but Qian’er might not have seen them much..."

Zhao Lingfei, "Yushu, Teng Ying, don’t be too formal, treat this place as home."

Zhao Rong, "This is Senior Yu, you also know him, he came along with Mr. Zhu today for a visit."

Zhao Lingfei smiled upon seeing the familiar stern-faced girl, who did not seem ’delighted’ at all, yet she still nodded and greeted her with a smile.

Zhao Rong, "This is Brother Xueyou, a schoolmate of mine..."

"Miss Xueyou."

Zhao Lingfei, her slender waist gently embraced by Zhao Rong, occasionally bowed slightly as she gracefully greeted the mentors and friends her husband had introduced.

Zhao Lingfei’s voice was clear and melodious, like chimes on a summer breeze, enchanting as the sound of a fairy, her demeanor poised and composed, immediately becoming the focus of everyone’s attention.

"This is Jingzi, Mr. Zhu’s Attendant Student, um, this cushion is for her, the little girl is a bit short, needs a bit of a boost."

At this moment, Zhao Rong chuckled towards Qing Jun and then handed the cushion to Jingzi.

Elevation?

"Which little sprout of cabbage is elevation? Hey, are you talking bad about me!" the blue-clothed girl took the cushion, her face full of suspicion as she looked at Zhao Rong,

"What bad talk?" Zhao Rong looked at her puzzled.

"Hmph, don’t think I don’t know! You definitely meant that I’m short."

Jingzi crossed her arms, looking proudly at someone.

Zhao Rong really wanted to nod and praise her for her cleverness, but he held back.

At this moment, he barely kept a straight face, shaking his right index finger:

"I didn’t say it, you did."

"You!"

The blue-clothed girl glared, and began to bicker playfully with Zhao Rong.

Seeing her husband still acting like a child, playfully arguing with the little girl, Zhao Lingfei’s lips curved, and she shook her adorned forehead, shifting her gaze, glancing at the cushion on the blue-clothed girl’s chair, then a second later, she turned to look at the delicate figure beside Jingzi.

She saw a beautiful girl with captivating fox eyes, hard to take your eyes off of.

The beautiful girl, who seemed to have gotten her cushion from Brother Rong’er, was now slowly standing up, her hands behind her, looking towards her somewhat shyly and evasively.

Seeing Zhao Lingfei looking her way, Su Xiaoxiao involuntarily shrank a little.

The little Fox Demon slightly bowed her head, her eyes dazedly looking at the pure white beautiful jade tied around Zhao Lingfei’s waist, with a purple tassel hanging, ethereally floating, accentuating the graceful waist of this fairy who seemed as eminent and powerful as a goddess from the Nine Heavens.

She recognized it, both the white jade and the purple tassel.

The former had five characters carved "Beautiful Jade with Tassel," the little Fox Demon had peeped at it when her lover was asleep.

The latter represented "purity" and "effortlessness," she remembered playing with them.

At this moment,

"Haven’t we met before?"

Zhao Lingfei said with a smile to Su Xiaoxiao.

The venue quickly quieted down.

A certain young Confucian scholar, who had been secretly glancing at the lady, also stammered, and even when Qing Jun jumped off the chair to pay attention to him, he didn’t react at all.

Was the lady stating a fact? Such a declarative tone!

"Ah..." Su Xiaoxiao suddenly came to her senses.

Behind her, the two small hands at her waist clenched together, turning pale as she stared blankly at the smiling Lingfei, stammering a few times, "Ah, you... you know me?"

Lingfei thought for a moment, nodded, then shook her head.

"Lingfei, she is Su Xiaoxiao."

At that moment, Zhao Rong suddenly stepped forward, smiling as he introduced her to Lingfei.

"Yes... yes," he paused.

"Xiaoxiao came here with me; she is Qing Jun’s good friend. She just came to visit Qing Jun this afternoon."

Zhu Yourong adjusted her right sleeve and suddenly stepped forward, "This girl... I quite like her, she’s clever and sensible, and makes people want to cherish her. Right, Xiaoxiao also lives at Taiching Prefecture, Ziyu mentioned inviting us to dinner, so I brought Qing Jun and her along."

The woman in the Confucian robe narrowed her eyes and chuckled, sounding somewhat embarrassed, "Lingfei, you wouldn’t mind, would you?"

Lingfei’s countenance was calm, turning her head to look at Su Xiaoxiao, who was unblinkingly looking back with her fox-like eyes.

They stared at each other for a while.

Neither knew what the other was thinking.

Zhao Rong held his breath, and his heart suddenly lifted.

The atmosphere on the field was quiet for a moment, but for Zhao Rong, that moment seemed longer than a day, almost costing him his life.

Watching Qing Jun’s unruffled beautiful profile, doubts suddenly surged in him, entangling thoughts, Qing Jun, she recognized... frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Just then, Lingfei shook her head.

"I don’t mind."

She softly stated and then shifted her gaze, smiling at Yourong.

Zhao Rong’s lifted heart settled down, but the next second, the words from Qing Jun made his heart leap violently.

"However, I think I’ve seen you before."

Lingfei slightly tilted her head and squinted as she spoke.

Then, she reached out to embrace her somewhat nervous husband’s arm and exhaled softly, "Hmm, Teacher Zhu said, you also live in Taiching Prefecture?"

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhao Lang, whom Lingfei affectionately embraced, and gently nodded.

Lingfei leaned forward slightly, as if carefully observing the fox-eyed young girl in front of her:

"You are very beautiful, Miss Su. I must have seen you at Taiching Prefecture... I have some profound impressions."

She paused, then asked with a smile, "Hmm, have you seen me before?"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head and said with downcast eyes:

"I haven’t seen you before, but you have seen me...perhaps I often daydream, I didn’t notice you, I’m sorry, but I have indeed heard of you, often heard, Zhao... Zhao Fairy, you are also very beautiful, much more than Xiaoxiao, and you are very impressive..."

Her delicate nose slightly reddened; she appeared to have a stuffy nose as she sniffed, "Very impressive indeed, they all say you are the most outstanding woman in Taiching Prefecture, far more than me, a little Fox Demon."

"Many men in Taiching Prefecture like you... I finally met you today." Su Xiaoxiao paused in her speech, looked up, and saw the silently accompanying Zhao Rong. A romantic smile suddenly appeared on her small face:

"Master Zhao, you are really impressive, to marry... such a Fairy. You two are also a perfect match, truly... enviable."

Someone pursed their lips.

Actually, everyone chatting was also secretly paying attention here, and at this moment, they tacitly fell silent.

The table front quieted for a while.

Lingfei’s lips slightly curved, she turned to look at her husband, and the next second, she was about to speak when someone else did first.

"Little Miss Xiaoxiao, I also think... indeed very impressive." Someone nodded in agreement.

The crowd was momentarily startled and turned to look.

The person who suddenly voiced their agreement...

Was Zhao Rong.

He broke the silence but also created a deadlier stillness.

Goodness, this was somewhat unexpected... many people slightly opened their eyes.

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Ps: Something has been off recently; can’t exactly pinpoint what, feels a bit disheartening. Could it be that I’m actually getting dumber from all the scolding by the brothers, is this a harbinger of a downfall... it will become increasingly abnormal? Damn it... demons and monsters, stay away!!!

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