The female mansion student looked curiously at the back of Concubine Zhao Ling's departure.

Thoughtfully.

Is this to listen to the Confucian lectures of Fuyao Mansion?

Oh, I seem to have heard that she has recently been stuck in the bottleneck of the Haoran Realm.

Regarding Concubine Zhao Ling, she has seen very little since she entered the mansion, but she has only seen a few glances from afar at some big competitions or ceremonies, but it is also very easy to identify, after all, the tear mole under the left eye, the whole mansion is estimated to not be able to find a second woman like this.

When you look at it up close, it looks even more beautiful than you imagined......

The female student was slightly surprised.

Other than that.

Recently, there have been a lot of rumors about this Senior Sister Zhao.

In addition to the card bottleneck that made everyone in the mansion pay a lot of attention, the most spread was not long ago at the foot of the secluded mountain in Dongcheng, and the famous Senior Brother Jiang Chebai in the previous sessions showed her his heart.

This is indeed a lot of gossip, but I heard that Zhao Lingfei decisively refused.

Many people were asking what the situation was at that time, but the senior brothers and sisters of Xiaoyao Mansion who came back with Zhao Lingfei did not elaborate on it, and some avoided talking about it.

And that's reasonable.

After all, that Senior Brother Jiang was the former Tianjiao of Xiaoyao Mansion, he had just left for a few years, and now he was a disciple of a certain big man in the Tianya Sword Pavilion, so he still had to take care of the face of his subordinates, and it was better not to chew the root of his tongue.

But from this, you can also roughly guess that well, the scene should have been very bad at that time, and one side should have been particularly embarrassed.

So many students had to sigh more or less, Senior Sister Zhao is not a loss to Senior Sister Zhao.

At the same time, there was another accompanying news, which spread in a small area in the house, and it did not spread, because most of the people who heard it did not believe it.

Among the senior brothers and sisters who returned from the Youshan Grand Ceremony that day, one or two of them showed their mouths, saying that it was true that Concubine Zhao Ling was married, and she said it herself, and ...... Her husband has arrived, and he is a Confucian student.

But it was rumored that most of the students in Taiqing Mansion, especially the male students, still didn't believe that Concubine Zhao Ling had a husband.

They still don't believe it.

Such a woman, how could she get married so silently?

Not to mention that there is such a row as holding a Taoist ceremony on a secluded mountain, at least the man who married her will also have some scenes.

Besides, Zhao Lingfei's husband is a Confucian student? Oh, that is the reading seed of the academy, according to the practice of both sides in the past, if there is a scholar who can dig up this kind of corner of the Taiqing Mansion with a small hoe, then everyone who can't pass it on knows it?

What? The open-mouthed brothers and sisters said again, that Confucian student who doesn't know the details and looks at the ordinary is Zhao Lingfei's childhood sweetheart?

Oh, is he still uneducated, unarmed, and a natural wastewood physique, but he has a hidden backhand, full of adventures?

You ask how we know? That's what it's written in the books.

If these thoughts are the first reaction of most people who are skeptical, then some of Zhao Lingfei's behaviors in recent days can prove their point even more.

It's still the same as before, he goes alone in the mansion, most of the time he is closed in Qinglianxuan, and he doesn't receive any outsiders except for some senior sisters he knows.

If you say that she is widowed, it is easier to be believed than that her husband is coming.

As for Concubine Zhao Ling's simple dress, it is indeed suspicious, which is also the source of the earlier marriage rumors, but she has many reasons for doing this, such as her cultivation is stuck in a bottleneck, and she has a clear heart and few desires to cultivate for a period of time, such as pretending to be a monarch, persuading harassing people, and so on.

In Taiqing Mansion, there are all kinds of strange things and strange people, walking on the road, I saw a few people wearing straw sandals and barefoot, and at first glance they were dressed as children of destiny......

Therefore, in the eyes of most of the mansion students, Concubine Zhao Ling is still the white lotus of Taiqing Mansion, no matter how many rumors are like mud, she is there, unstained and demonic.

The female student looked at Concubine Zhao Ling's back, and when she saw that she had disappeared, she turned her head and left.

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Concubine Zhao Lingfei stepped into a shade of trees, and at one moment, she heard the sound of flipping books.

Look through the fragmented leaves.

An open lecture hall with no walls on all sides is hidden in the forest.

When she arrived, the lecture hall was more than half full.

The exit of the tree-lined path where Zhao Lingfei took is located behind the Four Seasons Hall.

At this moment, she looked at it.

It was Mr. Shuen, who was sitting on the apricot platform, facing her.

Below were rows of students kneeling in front of the desk, and there were some Confucian students in academy costumes near Xingtai, all of whom had their backs to Concubine Zhao Ling at the moment.

The black-haired old Mr. Yan was still teaching aloud, and did not raise his eyes to pay attention to her, and most of the students in the audience were listening attentively.

The Four Seasons Hall, which can accommodate 100 people, is very quiet, only the clear voice of the old man and the sound of neat flipping books from time to time.

A sparse and ordinary scene of teaching.

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes swept away, her steps were light, and she walked into the Four Seasons Hall, and there was no one in the back rows, so she found a corner seat and sat down.

In front of the Four Seasons Hall, Li Jinshu, who was serving on Mr. Yan's side, happened to see this scene, and saw that there were other students from the mansion who came to listen to the lecture, so he gestured to several juniors and disciples under the podium, they were sitting on the edge of the side to listen to the lecture, and the people sitting in the middle of the hall were those Fuyao students.

At this time, Zhao Rong was sitting upright listening to the lecture, holding a wolf in his hand, bowing his head from time to time, and writing something on rice paper.

Seeing Li Jinshu's eyes coming, before he could react in a hurry, Fan Yushu, who was next to him, quickly got up, took a copy of the Confucian scripture commentary, went to the back, and gave it to the new students who came to listen to the class.

Each person who attends this book has a copy of it, and these chores for handing out books and delivering things are all done by their protégés.

Zhao Rong's face was as usual and he didn't look back.

Fan Yushu's behavior has gradually become accustomed to it, this guy is in front of Mr. Yan and some senior brothers and sisters, he is an enterprising, upright and excellent student, and he takes the lead in everything.

But privately......

Zhao Rong's eyes glanced at Fan Yushu's desk, in addition to the books that Mr. Yan is using in his lectures now, there is also a book with a cover that can't be seen as anything.

But he knew, the first time they met that morning, the guy was reading the book and writing love letters at the same time.

And just now, Fan Yushu was listening attentively to the lecture with a serious expression, and nodded from time to time.

It's you, Fan Yushu.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but smile and continued to listen attentively.

But.

Not for a while.

Fan Yushu returned from the rear with a slight hurry, and suddenly sat back in the seat next to Zhao Rong, sitting in a precarious position, his face was expressionless, his eyes looked squarely at Mr. Yan, who was talking on the podium, and was silent for three breaths, Fan Yushu's upper body leaned slightly towards Zhao Rong, he still looked ahead, but squeezed between his teeth.

Ziyu ...... Ziyu ......"

Zhao Rong frowned, not squinting.

"The woman in the back...... You see......"

Zhao Rong lowered his head and wrote an essay on the paper seriously.

"I haven't seen it, I don't know if it's ...... The woman...... It seems to be Concubine Zhao Ling. ”

Zhao Rong's hand holding the pen shook, and his movements froze.

Slowly, there was an ink mass on the white paper, and the area became larger and larger.

He looked down at the ink mass spreading on the paper, blinked, and then pursed his lips and turned his head.

He just glanced behind him and turned his head again.

Took a deep breath.

Ziyu ...... This woman is too good-looking, well, so beautiful than my Zhilan...... I see that she has a tear mole under her left eye, this seems to be very famous in Taiqing Mansion, she is really Zhao Lingfei of Xiaoyao Mansion? Why did she come here to listen to the class......

Fan Yushu continued to sigh in a voice that only two people could hear.

Zhao Rong glanced at Fan Yushu, did not answer, put down the wolf's hair, straightened his waist, and looked at Mr. Yan on the apricot platform seriously, as if nothing had happened, and listened carefully.

Fan Yushu looked at Zhao Rong with his spare eyes, a little strange.

At this time.

Mr. Yan assigned a question for the students in the lecture hall to answer, and Li Jinshu, who was in charge of the lecture hall, was ready to arrange for people to distribute rice paper.

Seeing this, Fan Yushu was ready to respond "very energetically".

However, someone is more energetic than him.

I saw that Zhao Rong, who had been silent beside him before, got up suddenly, and in the next second, he had already walked forward and distributed blank paper to the students.

Fan Yushu was stunned for a moment and hurriedly followed.

Four Seasons Hall, a corner of the rear left.

Concubine Zhao raised her head and listened to the words of the academy gentleman on the apricot platform, her expression focused.

But after a while, the willow eyebrows gradually frowned in the middle.

She could understand every word of the gentleman on the stage, but even the relationships that went around and around after they were connected, she couldn't figure out what he was talking about.

and Mr. Academy's handy allusions and sage words, which gave her a headache.

Why is it so difficult, it's so much more boring than those poems and songs......

Zhao Lingfei's little nose wrinkled, she let out a sigh, and lowered her head to look at the annotation book sent by a student from the academy just now,

After hearing the question assigned by her husband, she buried her pretty face in the book, looking for a certain "sage said" annotation.

For a while, some chaotic sounds in the lecture hall came to Zhao Lingfei's ears, as if some academy students were distributing paper manuscripts......

She bit her lip, her little face serious, and she turned the pages one by one.

A certain moment.

Footsteps rang out at the table.

The light dimmed.

A hand belonging to a man pressed a piece of rice paper on the table, next to the book that Zhao Lingfei was flipping through.

Without raising her head, she pulled out a bare hand and took it from under the big hand in the afterglow.

After only a few breaths, the man was still standing at the table, still blocking the light from the side.

Zhao Lingfei's brows were slightly furrowed again.

But before she could react, the man at the table, who seemed to be staring at her all the time, made her a little annoying, sat down on the table next to her.

It seems that he is not leaving.

Concubine Zhao Ling's pretty face was cold, and she suddenly turned her head, her eyes indifferent.

The man's eyes were warm, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

Zhao Rong met her gaze with a smile.

Zhao Lingfei's pupils shrank suddenly, and her clear eyes reflected this extremely familiar face.

It's like a pool of clear water, finally taking the bright moon into his arms.

And the moon in the water is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is ...... Sweetheart.

Four Seasons Hall, a corner in the back, a pair of childhood sweethearts, four eyes to each other.

The lecture in front continued, but this small corner in the back belonged to Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei is the world.

Well, strictly speaking, it doesn't count as two, because ...... A special student was worried that another special student would cause trouble, so he also followed him to the back row, and after handing out rice paper, he found a place not far from the two and sat down......

However, at this time, the two did not have any distractions to care about Fan Yushu.

Zhao Rong smiled brightly and winked at Concubine Zhao Lingfei with a smug look.

Xiao Qingjun, did I still let me find you? What about the Taiqing Mansion that hid at the end of the world?

Mountains and seas can be flat.

Zhao Lingfei tried to keep her face cold, but the person she missed day and night was in front of her, and she still couldn't hold her pretty face, and her eyes were a little distracted.

At this time, when she saw Zhao Rong's squeezing eyebrows, she was immediately stunned, but then realized that she was a little flirtatious, and now she was still "investigating" him......

Zhao Lingfei took a breath, immediately retracted her expression, turned her head and continued to hang her head, looking at the book seriously.

Seeing that Qingjun ignored him, Zhao Rong coughed lightly, turned his head to look around, and ignored the wide eyes of a certain specialty student.

He found that Mr. Yan on the apricot platform was drinking tea and resting, not paying attention to the below, while the students in the front row were covering their heads to do questions, and there were even many students asking the senior brothers and sisters of the academy on the side.

Zhao Rong turned his head and looked at Zhao Lingfei, who was biting her lip and straining her face, staring at the white paper "seriously" on the topic, and raised her eyebrows.

He moved the desk in front of him to Concubine Zhao Lingfei.

Suddenly.

The two tables of the two were together.

Zhao Rong rubbed his knees to the left, and knelt beside Zhao Lingfei with a smile.

It's close, it's close.

Concubine Zhao Ling moved to the left without raising her head, and Zhao Rong followed.

She moved again, and he followed.

Even closer, I could already feel his temperature.

Zhao Lingfei's breathing was slightly suffocated.

The side has reached the edge of the table, and it can't be moved anymore.

She suddenly turned her head, her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Rong with disgust, and her expression was extremely disgusted.

Zhao Rong's smile was warm.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei stared at it for a while, but the man's gentle gaze was like poison, and she was still the first to lose.

For some reason, Zhao Lingfei suddenly felt a little aggrieved, snorted slightly, turned her head, and no longer looked at Zhao Rong, her eyes staring straight at the untouched white paper on the table.

Zhao Rong saw that Zhao Lingfei's eyes were inexplicable, and his heart suddenly ached, and he carefully observed Zhao Lingfei's expression.

He held his hands on the table, looked at Zhao Lingfei's face measurement, and then looked at the question on the table.

"Fool, it's like this......"

Zhao Rong gently took the pen in Zhao Lingfei's hand, there was still her temperature and fragrance on the pen, he put down the pen gently, and his voice was slightly sandy to tell Zhao Lingfei about this scripture question.

Zhao Lingfei's face was expressionless, her eyes stared at the white paper written by Zhao Rong, listening to his explanation, and did not speak.

A certain moment.

She secretly glanced at Zhao Rong's serious side face.

The two were a little close, so the tip of their noses occasionally swept through each other's breath.

Warm, itchy.

Minutes and seconds passed.

“...... Okay, that's it, Qingjun, do you understand, or I'll talk about it again. Zhao Rong turned his head and looked at Concubine Zhao Ling seriously.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared at the white paper, did not look at him, and nodded.

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he nodded to mean that he understood, or did he not understand and want to talk about it again?

But before he could ask again.

Mr. Yan on the apricot platform in front of him loudly announced the end of class.

The full hall of students got up one after another, and in the Four Seasons Hall, there was a lot of noise.

Seeing this, Concubine Zhao Lingfei hurriedly stood up, folded the rice paper full of Zhao Rong's characters, and ran away in a little panic.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, did not chase him, and watched him leave.

It's just that when her figure was about to leave and disappear, she suddenly remembered something and shouted:

"Qingjun, I wrote you a letter, right in the concierge of your house!"

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded, and her figure disappeared into the forest.