My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 202 - 171 It Really Is His Wife (2-in-1)_3
Chapter 202: Chapter 171 It Really Is His Wife (2-in-1)_3
Chapter 202: Chapter 171 It Really Is His Wife (2-in-1)_3
Lingfei gently lowered her beautiful head, her ears flushed red, her long eyelashes trembled, and her eyes overflowed with the vibrancy of spring.
She mustered her courage, and once more, she half-swallowed her words, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s, “My letter…letter…”
The tall-haired court lady snapped back to reality, looked down, and there was a small, pale hand reaching by hers that was holding the letter, “Oh, oh, oh, sorry, Miss Zhao.”
The court lady quickly pushed forward the letter that Zhao Rong had handed her; the next second, the letter in her hand had vanished.
The tall-haired court lady, stunned, looked up to see Lingfei already pinching the letter and tucking it into her sleeve before hastily turning to leave.
At that moment, her face regained its usual cool composure, but the rouge freshly applied to her cheeks still took a long time to fade, creating an enchanting allure:
Between the cold jade of her complexion and the paleness, was another extraordinary beauty.
The court ladies had just glimpsed this captivating scene and had yet to react when all that was left of Lingfei was a graceful retreating figure.
“Thank…thank you.”
She said, with her back turned.
The court ladies looked at each other, perplexed.
“Pfft~”
It was unclear which court lady couldn’t help but suddenly laugh.
In the distance, the already sharp-sighted and keen-hearing Lingfei slipped, nearly tripping…
The court ladies just happened to see this, and again, burst into brief, mocking laughter.
This seemingly proud and aloof Fairy Zhao… seemed rather adorable.
Indeed, even a divinely favored young lady, no matter how extraordinarily talented and bright she was, was still only a seventeen-year-old girl in the blossoming springtime of tender feelings.
The tall-haired court lady laughed, covering her mouth with her hand.
And watching the figure of Lingfei “fleeing in defeat,” she couldn’t help but sigh softly.
The events of the past few days replayed in her mind.
Fairy Zhao, ever since the day she took all the brocade boxes, came daily to the court to collect letters.
Initially, they thought little of it, assuming Fairy Zhao did so merely to ensure she did not miss any important messages.
And regarding the men who sent letters to Fairy Zhao daily, they found nothing unusual; receiving numerous letters each day was normal, but then, at some point, one of the Academy students began sending three letters a day, morning, noon, and night, drawing their attention. They soon realized that this student was the same man who had declared himself Lingfei’s husband on his first visit.
The court ladies had chuckled among themselves for quite some time—three letters a day, how could that possibly move Fairy Zhao to accept him as her husband?
However, what they didn’t expect was that they would hit the mark.
The Fairy Zhao that came out daily to fetch the letters was increasingly acting strangely.
Initially, she would take away all the men’s letters, but gradually she began to take only one letter back with her. Normally this wouldn’t matter much; no one would care so much, but the court ladies gradually noticed that the single letter Fairy Zhao picked every time seemed to come from the same man.
Because the envelope of the letter she picked each time, morning, noon, and evening, was always the same—simple white envelopes…
They became curious and kept a watchful eye.
The result?
They discovered that the man sending these letters was indeed that audacious Academy student from the other day!
And what rendered them even more speechless was that, later on, Fairy Zhao made no effort to conceal it.
Often, as soon as the Academy student arrived, handed over the letter, and turned to leave, his figure just disappearing around the corner, Fairy Zhao would briskly step out from Nanci Mansion’s main gate, approach them, delicately pick up the “hot” love letter that had just been delivered, and with joyful, light steps, re-enter the gate.
Look at this couple’s silent understanding.
The tall-haired court lady showed a surprised expression, her mouth slightly agape.
So it turns out… what he said that day was true—Lingfei really is his wife!
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PS: Brothers, stop sending private photos of you in dresses; little Rong can’t handle it~
Also, don’t send H pictures in the group chat at night; it distracts from writing…
