My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 190 - 166 Waiting for You
Chapter 190: Chapter 166: Waiting for You
Chapter 190: Chapter 166: Waiting for You
On the second day at dawn,
Zhao Rong pushed open the door of his room and, after washing up, prepared to head out once again.
He had Teacher Yan’s class this morning and was supposed to join his senior brothers for morning reading. Having gotten up earlier with the intention to visit Nanci Mansion again,
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another room’s door in the courtyard was pushed open, and Fan Yushu poked his head out, his eyes bleary with sleep, “Ziyu, where are you heading?”
Zhao Rong turned his head, expressionless, “To breathe some fresh air.”
Fan Yushu perked up, nodding, “Breathing fresh air is good, wait for me. Let’s go together.”
Zhao Rong curled his lip.
Before they got to know each other yesterday, he thought Fan Yushu was a dependable and stable guy.
But after experiencing last evening’s “comradeship,” they both learned some small secrets about each other and started to speak more casually.
Last night, Fan Yushu even dragged him to drink in the courtyard, where he was regaled with tales of childhood friends who grew up together as sweethearts.
Yes, that’s right, Fan Yushu and that female student named Ye Lanzi were also childhood sweethearts. Their families had been close for generations and they were betrothed since childhood.
If he wasn’t bragging, that is.
“What a coincidence? Qing Jun and I are the same,” Zhao Rong had casually replied at the time.
However, his remark elicited a sigh from Fan Yushu, who put down his liquor flask, looked up at a forty-five-degree angle at the moon with a smile on his lips and a lovesick gaze in his eyes.
“Alas, Ziyu, Ziyu, why bother? Such things cannot be envied… The boy rides a bamboo horse around the bed, playing with green plums, living together on Peach Leaf Street, with no suspicions or guesses between the two little ones… Lanzi and I are a pair fated by destiny.”
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, glanced at the moon, then back at him, and after thinking for a moment, decided not to ask why, if they were such a perfect match, he hadn’t “become her husband at fourteen” yet. He was still carrying the title of fiancée…
After Fan Yushu called out for a moment to wait, he went back inside to wash up. Then, after dawdling further, Zhao Rong, knowing it would be so, helplessly hurried him several times from outside the door. Finally, Fan Yushu emerged in high spirits, dressed rather dashingly.
Zhao Rong could smell the fragrance even three meters away…
Afterward,
the two, in tacit understanding, arrived at Nanci Mansion to breathe fresh air.
But Zhao Rong was bound to be disappointed. After observing for a while, he found that the letter he sent yesterday was still in the brocade box, and even had another letter on top of it, sent by some other beast.
However, the letter from Fan Yushu had disappeared, presumably delivered into Ye Zhilan’s hands.
Zhao Rong sighed.
Fan Yushu was all smiles, calling every female officer outside ‘Sister’ and even taking out some quite valuable-looking “small items” to give them, but they were declined politely.
He turned back, saw Zhao Rong’s expression, and quickly reined in his mirth. He coughed, and with the air of a seasoned individual, patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder and said earnestly,
“Ziyu, you are already a very outstanding man, but you still lack a little compared to me, mainly in the details. Why don’t you try using my perfume when we get back?”
Zhao Rong retorted without amusement, “Get lost.”
Afterward, the two departed. They were to attend Teacher Yan’s class this morning and be attentive, probably leading to another busy period.
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In East City, on Wutong Street.
Lingfei Zhao had stayed the night at Qinglian Inn, and in the morning, after giving Uncle Kun and Uncle Bai detailed instructions, she left in a hurry.
Her dark brows were furrowed, eyelids were slightly drooped, and her gaze ignored all the passersby as she walked slowly down the street.
Ever since parting ways with that man that night, Lingfei Zhao had often been distracted these past few days.
With Qian’er not around, she lived alone in Qinglian Pavilion.
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Sometimes in the early morning, when she went to fetch water, she would suddenly stop under a certain tree, her head bowed slightly, stealing glances at the face with upturned corners of the lips reflected in the clear water inside the bucket.
Sometimes in the afternoon, during a brief nap, after naturally waking up, she would rub her eyes, then prop her cheeks with her hands and lightly bite her little finger with her pearly teeth, staring blankly at the verdant potted plant in front of the window.
Sometimes in the middle of the night, during meditation, she would gently open her eyes, look left and right within the silent and empty room, and then, quietly take out those items regarding a certain person, which she had sealed away thinking they would never be opened again, carefully picking them up, scrutinizing them closely in the moonlight like a little kitten squinting its eyes.
These were the initial moments after she had separated from that person.
But as time went by, Zhao Lingfei’s willow brows began to frequently furrow, and when cultivating at Qinglian Pavilion, she would always find herself subconsciously glancing outside the window.
Sometimes, when a faint sound of footsteps arose at the entrance of the courtyard, her, in closed-eye cultivation, would purse her lips, her mind drawn to the sound, only to find out it was a passerby, and her shoulders would relax, but as she waited for the footsteps to come again, they would suddenly tense up once more.
After that, each time she propped her cheek in a daze, she would gradually puff out her mouth, her long eyes half closed, not knowing whom she was getting annoyed at.
As such, as time went on, her originally aloof disposition became increasingly restless, and she slowly began to look lost and disconsolate.
Why haven’t you come to look for me yet?
How can you be so annoying?
Don’t come… Where on earth are you now?
Zhao Lingfei’s gaze began to grow more mournful as she gradually remembered that person.
In fact, it had been less than half a ten-day since they had parted.
Yet, in these last few days, Zhao Lingfei couldn’t sit still any longer and began running to the entrance of Nanci Mansion two or three times a day, asking the female officers if there was any family letter sent from Qinglian Inn.
And yesterday, upon receiving another negative answer, Zhao Lingfei had not given it a second thought and hurried back to the Qinglian Inn on Wutong Street.
He had not come by.
Uncle Kun and Uncle Bai told her.
In the street, Zhao Lingfei suddenly halted her steps back to Taiching Prefecture.
She changed her direction, heading to the seaside beach where she had parted ways with Zhao Rong.
Zhao Lingfei searched carefully for an hour, but he was still nowhere to be found.
She stood quietly in the sea breeze, her mind once again minutely pondering over the smile Zhao Rong had when he left that day.
At a certain moment.
Zhao Lingfei took a deep breath, turned, and left.
In the sleeve, her bare hand was tightly clutching two Jade Tokens.
Zhao Lingfei returned to Taiching Four Mansions.
She entered the mansions through the North Gate.
Her expression had already returned to calm.
Along the way, the Residence Students who called her Senior Sister were all acknowledged with a light nod from Zhao Lingfei.
She headed toward Nanci Mansion, preparing to return to Qinglian Pavilion to calm her heart and go into seclusion for a few days.
But just as she thought of that Vast Realm bottleneck that always held her back, Zhao Lingfei paused in her steps, with the words of Ning Ying that day echoing vaguely in her ears.
She turned her head to look around, stepped forward, and stopped a female Residence Student passing by from Fu Yao Mansion, asking politely for a few words.
The female student was a bit reserved, recalling for a moment, then raised her hand to point in the direction she had come from, “Senior Sister Zhao, ahead in that green forest there is a Four Seasons Hall, Teacher Yan from Linlu Academy is currently teaching there.”
Zhao Lingfei nodded, thanked her, and then headed toward the Four Seasons Hall.
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