Capítulo 1083: Chapter 651: A Taste of Sweetness
It was night.
The moon was cool as water.
In the small town outside Linlu Academy.
Within an inn with a sign reading “Taoyuan,” there was a courtyard recently rented out for a long term.
The courtyard was small yet quaint, with three Elegant Huts.
The door and windows of the main building in the middle were tightly shut, pitch black inside.
Green bamboo like swords, filled the courtyard.
Occasionally, a sudden gust of night wind would arise, swaying the green bamboo throughout the courtyard.
The wind moved, the bamboo moved, the leaves moved.
The bamboo leaves could only emit a slight “shasha” sound of protest but it was futile; they were still pressed down by the night wind.
Again the wind moved, the bamboo moved, the leaves moved.
Shasha—!
“Zizi… jiji…”
Shasha—!
“Zizi… um um… um!”
anwhile, a faint yet curious sound erged from the house in the middle of the courtyard.
But most of the ti, it was covered by the sound of the rustling leaves, finally ending with a heavy “um” sound from a girl.
The green bamboo in the yard fell silent again.
The lush branches of the pressed bamboo leaves straightened up once more.
The night was quietly peaceful.
On the dark bed inside the house.
A man lying down suddenly lifted the quilt, sitting up halfway.
In the darkness, his starry eyes were shining.
He seed to glance at the direction of the writing desk outside the bed curtain.
Then the man’s dark figure on the bed remained still for a while and lay back down again.
Casually covering himself with the quilt.
At this mont, a small, white tender arm stretched out from the warm quilt beside him, and tucked the corner of the quilt properly for him again.
Making sure the man was covered warmly.
Turns out there were two people on the bed, cramd under the quilt.
The air was quiet for a while.
A delicate young girl with lotus-like arms propped herself up, took a cup of clear tea from the bedside cabinet for rinsing, and quietly sipped a few tis as if she was a bit thirsty.
At this mont.
“We just parted a while ago, how did you co back? Where’s Qing Jun?”
Zhao Rong spoke in a helpless tone.
After speaking, he sighed deeply, savoring so remnants of a taste.
“Brother Rong’er, did you feel… a bit more comfortable?” The girl with peach blossom eyes asked in a sticky voice, sipping tea after, not imdiately answering his question.
“If you don’t press your leg on my stomach while sleeping, I’d feel the most comfortable.”
“Pfft, you’re just being hypocritical.” Little Qian’er pouted.
She wasn’t idle either; with a nimble turn of her small body, she went from side-lying, hugging Zhao Rong’s arm, to pressing herself entirely on his chest.
The newlywed girl happily lay on her lover.
She contentedly buried her head in his chest, and conveniently wiped away the light sweat on her forehead with his chest clothing.
Just now, she was really exhausted; this rascal didn’t do anything, it was all her ssing around. Well, not entirely true; he was surprisingly skillful at pressing on the back of her head with his hand… Little Qian’er quietly reminisced.
“Hey, hold .” She nudged her forehead against his chest.
“You’re not a child anymore; why should I hold you?”
“Will you hold or not?”
Hearing the grinding of teeth by her ear, Zhao Rong, who just wanted to lie down and be a sage for a while, silently raised his hand, obediently holding his second wife.
“Hmm hmm, now that’s more like it.” The girl in his arms nudged him again like a little piggy.
“… Even knowing I have exams tomorrow, you all still co to ss with … eh.” Zhao Rong sighed lancholically.
He had only returned to Linlu Academy for one day.
During this day, Zhao Rong was busy briefly explaining to the visiting classmates and friends the events that happened beneath the mountain; he tried to keep it light, omitting certain details where necessary. Fortunately, the Academy hadn’t widely publicized the student attack, limiting knowledge to specific mid-high-level internal mbers, so Zhao Rong didn’t need to explain much to everyone.
After all, since the real culprit had yet to be apprehended and brought to justice, promoting how a Confucian Cultivator of the Golden Core Realm attacked a student in broad daylight could harm the Academy’s reputation.
Nevertheless, the Academy’s resolve to uphold its authority was evident, which ward Zhao Rong’s heart. On his return, many teachers from the Academy, familiar and unfamiliar, including the old Sacrificial Officer and ng Zhengjun, ca to visit him. Sima Duyi and Teacher Yan, he heard, were still outside investigating the matter and hadn’t returned. The old Sacrificial Officer represented the Deputy Mountain Master’s side to comfort him, asking if he had any living difficulties for the Academy to resolve, but Zhao Rong didn’t want to add troubles to the Academy, only exchanged a few pleasantries before sending the teachers away.
As for classmates and friends like Fan Yushu, Gu Yiwu, and the righteous Tang students, upon seeing Zhao Rong return lively and jumping around, after a few concerned questions and seeing his reassuring nod and smile, most were relieved and left.
In the evening, after sending everyone off, Zhao Rong handled so pending academic miscellaneous matters, then went to the Academy’s logistical office to receive so periodic monthly allowance for students, and on his way back to East Fence Small House, he coincidentally ran into Yu Huaijin who was coming to find him.
This stern-faced, rigid girl reminded Zhao Rong of the mid-month important examination arrangents.
Apart from the recently concluded and tumultuous Ritual Skill assessnt, there were six remaining exams.
Naly Poetry, Classics, Chess, Painting Skill, Calligraphy, and for Zhao Rong, the eyebrow-raising Music Art.
These remaining Six Arts exams would take place over the following days, in sequence, and given the tight schedule, Mokchi students needed to participate on ti…
Yu Huaijin inford Zhao Rong of the ti and place arrangent for the upcoming Six Arts exams, along with so other details.
She was a class senior, responsible for passing on such information to the students.
What Zhao Rong found slightly odd was that this Senior Yu hadn’t asked about the events involving him and the Great Li incident beneath the mountain at all, a bit uncharacteristic compared to her usually managing personality.
Zhao Rong could only guess that Yu Huaijin likely already knew what she wanted to know from so big-breasted female teacher. Thinking of said teacher made Zhao Rong sowhat guilty; he didn’t dare to look into Yu Huaijin’s eyes. Before leaving, she suddenly warned him not to disturb Teacher Zhu during the exam period, and to put off temporarily the regular tea sessions at Zhenguan Well.
Naturally, Zhao Rong couldn’t be happier, imdiately agreeing, yet as he watched the slender fra of Yu Huaijin departing, he felt a bit of a headache.
Zhu Yourong’s close disciple perhaps noticed a bit of what’s been going on too…
After dealing with these matters in the evening, Zhao Rong finally had so free ti to relax, although barely had the sigh of relief left his mouth than he found out that little Qian’er had run over from Taiching Prefecture.
He was then dragged by this girl out of the academy, to rent a separate courtyard at this Taoyuan Inn.
Little Qian’er said a lady sent her.
But Zhao Rong suspected it was because yesterday Qing Jun alone took him back to the academy, leaving her stuck in Qinglian Pavilion, making the little girl feel imbalanced…
How co Qian’er and Qing Jun increasingly resemble that Fox Demon.
His wife was too clingy, Zhao Rong sighed.
He, honestly, just wanted to study.
Seeing Zhao Rong quietly lying there post-sigh, neither moving nor fidgeting, with his hand around her waist acting properly, not randomly exploring, rubbing, or squeezing… Little Qian’er felt a tad displeased.
“I know, so missy asked to co over, give you a little taste of reward, a much bigger reward will follow after your exams. Also, what’s this reaction, not welcoming my presence?”
Zhao Rong fixated on the key point.
“Reward, what reward, a bigger reward?”
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PS: Back again, bros.
The title for the third volu is set, cough cough, sowhat feels a bit too idealistic ————
“The World Knows You”:
That year, snowy winds engulfed You City, Ziyu made a startling impression.
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