My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 201 - 171 It Really Is His Wife (Two in One)_2
Chapter 201: Chapter 171: It Really Is His Wife (Two in One)_2
Chapter 201: Chapter 171: It Really Is His Wife (Two in One)_2
Ye Lanzi was still somewhat worried, “You better not forget the lessons from the past and get tricked by those fair-weather friends again. You are not young anymore; in all your doings and your friendships, you must be more cautious, and do not cause any more trouble for the family.”
Fan Yushu couldn’t resist defending himself, “Brother Ziyu is not the type of fair-weather friend you are imagining. I’ve known him for a while now, and he is very serious about his studies. Moreover, he is not simple at all; he is that Zhao…”
His voice grew weaker and weaker because Ye Zhilan was frowning at him.
Ever since he was young, Fan Yushu had always feared her frown the most.
Fan Yushu quickly nodded his head, a forced smile on his face as he spoke in a timid voice, “I understand, really, I do. Lanzi, I’ve always listened to you, I’m no longer as naive as before, really, you have to believe me…”
For some reason, when Ye Lanzi saw his unconditionally accommodating demeanor, she felt annoyed in her heart, a sense of irksomeness without cause.
She let out a slow breath, narrowing her eyes as she said, “I didn’t want to say so much, but…”
Ye Lanzi hesitated for a moment, her eyes flickering as she looked away, “But after all, we have been… good friends since we were little, so I’ve spoken a few extra words, and you shouldn’t find me nagging. As someone who entered the Academy through connections, you must study even harder and learn from those good senior brothers and sisters…”
Hearing the words “good friends,” Fan Yushu felt struck by lightning, completely missing the following words she said.
His complexion turned ashen, his lips trembling.
“… those special students who entered through connections like you, don’t hang around with them and cause trouble…”
Ye Zhilan gradually stopped talking and had nothing more to say; she pursed her lips, staring into his eyes.
Fan Yushu slowly lowered his head, not daring to meet her gaze.
Ye Zhilan’s eyelashes trembled; she wanted to say something more but held back, simply saying, “You are under Teacher Yan’s tutelage; you must study diligently.”
Having said that, she walked past his shoulder and left.
Zhao Rong had not actually gone far and was paying close attention to this side. Now approaching, he patted Fan Yushu’s shoulder but found it hard to speak up and said nothing.
Fan Yushu remained silent for a while, rubbed his face, and managed a forced smile, “I’m sorry, Ziyu, for Lanzi’s rudeness just now. That’s just the way she is with people she’s not familiar with, but if you get to know her, you’ll find she’s actually really nice…”
Zhao Rong pounded his shoulder, cutting him off, “These are trivial matters; as long as you’re fine, that’s what matters.”
Fan Yushu looked up slightly, took a deep breath, and exhaling forcefully, said, “Join me for a drink tonight.”
Zhao Rong smiled, “Sure, let’s go.”
Having said so, they both remembered that there were still many things to be busy with during the day, and they stopped chatting.
Zhao Rong walked up to the few palace ladies at the door and handed out a letter.
“Qinglian Pavilion, Lingfei Zhao.”
After dropping these practiced words, he didn’t linger but turned and left with Fan Yushu.
Behind Zhao Rong, what he didn’t know was.
The palace ladies in charge of Nanci Mansion affairs were all quietly watching his retreating figure.
Observing closely.
The high-bunned palace lady looked at the letter she had just received; unlike the other letters, she did not put it into the jewelry box immediately.
She turned her head towards the inside of Nanci Mansion, silently counting to herself.
As expected.
It took less than three counts.
A graceful figure, not unexpectedly, “coincidentally” came out.
Lingfei Zhao walked out slowly, her swan-like neck stretching upward as she looked in the direction someone had departed, and then smiled faintly.
She quickened her pace towards the palace ladies, but upon encountering their odd glances, her pretty face blushed, and she unconsciously slowed her steps.
Lingfei Zhao approached the table and, without looking at the expressions of the palace ladies, fixed her long liquid eyes straight on the letter in the high-bunned lady’s hand. Her lips slightly moved as she stammered, “My… my letter.”
Her teeth lightly bit her lip, with shyness spilling out from her clear and bright eyes.
Lingfei Zhao dared not look up, knowing she would meet the palace ladies’ gaze, well-aware that they were now sizing her up.
Although this wasn’t the first time the palace ladies had witnessed such a scene in the past few days, they were still amazed and watched without blinking, not wanting to miss a single detail of Lingfei Zhao’s girlish demeanor, as if to overlook anything would be a severe loss.
It was a visual feast.
Having been on duty outside the doors of Nanci Mansion for many years, what hadn’t they seen?
They were all experienced and knew well the youthful love affairs and coy thoughts of young girls.
They were very clear about what this scene meant, perhaps even clearer than the girl herself.
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Wasn’t she just a silly girl caught up in love?
Even, she seemed to be sillier than those silly girls they had seen before… Look how red her face is… If you hadn’t acted like this and just took the letter without any expression, maybe others wouldn’t have thought much of it, but with such bashfulness, you might as well have written “infatuated” all over your face…
The palace ladies became even more amazed and concerned. In their minds, they once again pictured that academy student who, no matter how one looked, appeared utterly unremarkable.
They had seen many lovesick Residence Students before, but this time they were dealing with a beloved daughter of the Taiching Prefecture whose reputation was so significant that even these peripheral palace ladies treated her with utmost care and knew her by name…
At this moment, even though only a short while actually passed, less than three counts,
Lingfei Zhao felt as if she couldn’t take it anymore.
From the corner of her eye, she noticed the palace ladies still staring at her absent-mindedly, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into yet also unwilling to leave without his letter. Well, at least she thought she should grab the letter before finding a place to hide…
