Chapter 982: Chapter 578: Academy Disciple?
Zhu Yourong’s warming words and forgiveness eased the atmosphere in the hall sowhat.
However, at this ti, in the view of Zhao Lingfei, Zhu Yourong, and Zhao Qian’er, the man who was always good-tempered and laughing in the face of trouble had an extrely calm expression.
His emotions were hard to read.
But it was imaginable that he wasn’t doing well.
So Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian’er, either standing or kneeling, watched him.
One woman was dazed and stunned, the other had reddened eyes.
Zhu Yourong reached out, wanting to help little Qian’er up.
But the girl with a scholar’s wife’s hairstyle like the lady dared not get up, still clinging to her husband’s leg, and shook her head at Zhu Yourong.
Zhao Rong’s brow furrowed slightly, his gaze shifted away.
So little Qian’er imdiately let go and jumped up, her face still marked with tears, looking eagerly at Brother Rong’s face.
Zhao Rong turned his head, pursed his lips.
He still didn’t look at her and Qing Jun.
Zhu Yourong glanced at the silent man with his hands behind his back and sighed lightly in her heart.
Still sulking… like a child… these n… the young ones like this, the old ones too.
The woman in a scholar’s robe gently shook her head, rembering a certain relative, just as stubborn and fixated when throwing a tantrum.
Just then, there was so commotion at the door.
Everyone turned their heads in a daze.
Zhu Yourong directly turned around and walked towards the door.
anwhile, the guard outside the door had already lifted the curtain, revealing the figures of a group of people outside.
At the doorway, Li Bai held a sword, his body slightly blocking the four scholars of Linlu from the night ahead.
Zhao Rong turned his head to look, they were familiar figures.
They were ng Zhengjun, Mr. Yan, Sima Duyi, and… another “Zhu Yourong.”
However, this “Zhu Yourong” no longer had snow-white eyes, but her original pair of beautiful willow eyes, clear and bright.
At the sa ti, her once unceremoniously draped hair like a waterfall had long since been tied up into a scholar’s crown, dignified and serious.
This was her real self.
At this mont, the curtain opened.
In the hall, the woman in a scholar’s robe with her hair loose and snow-white eyes walked straight outside and “t” the dignified scholar’s robed woman with her hair pulled back.
A truly face-to-face “eting.”
The snowy-eyed Nascent Soul calmly walked into the dignified scholar’s robed woman.
Then, the united Zhu Yourong raised her head, and under the gazes of ng Zhengjun, Mr. Yan, and Sima Duyi, she looked seriously and solemnly at Zhao Rong inside the hall.
In front of people, the two still had a mutual tacit understanding.
Zhao Rong nodded, simultaneously bowing to the masters and senior brothers outside the door in greeting.
Zhu Yourong thanked Li Bai and then turned around, saying a few words, and took the initiative to lead ng Zhengjun, Mr. Yan, and Sima Duyi to wait in the distance.
Because the doorway of the tent was narrow, and the people behind were mostly blocked by Zhu Yourong and Li Bai’s bodies, coupled with the family mbers inside, it was inappropriate to look, so the academy people didn’t notice the tense atmosphere inside the tent.
They only perceived that Zhao Rong had escaped danger from the tiger’s mouth and was reuniting with his wife—just now, on their way to Da Li, ng Zhengjun, Mr. Yan, and Sima Duyi were briefed by Zhu Yourong about so situation.
Now, seeing their figures temporarily disappear, Zhao Rong adjusted his attire, taking out a scholar’s robe and putting it on.
At this mont, the silent hall only had him, Zhao Lingfei, and Zhao Qian’er.
The once inseparable three were now in a silent atmosphere.
Zhao Rong moved silently, and after getting dressed, prepared to go out and entertain the academy masters and senior brothers.
Zhao Lingfei suddenly stepped forward, grabbing the corner of Zhao Rong’s clothes with both hands.
The man stopped, not turning back.
The woman suddenly smiled brightly, raising her head to ask, “Husband, shall I make you the pine flower eggs you like to eat?”
Zhao Rong’s body paused slightly.
Seeing her husband seem hesitant, Zhao Lingfei’s voice was extrely gentle, trembling with expectation: “Just right, Mr. Yan is also here, like you, he also likes to eat, I’ll prepare a few jars of wine, after you finish talking, you can bring the masters to have a late-night snack.”
After speaking, Zhao Lingfei held her breath, waiting.
She rembered that every ti her husband had a bit of an emotion, as long as she held her hand like this and made him the dishes he liked, he would calm down.
Zhao Rong’s body paused for a while.
Then,
he lowered his head.
Gently shook his head.
“No need to wait for .”
After a pause, he added, “You go ahead and eat.”
He left.
Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian’er both had their hearts lifted, and then gently lowered.
Although Brother Rong still refused, at least he spoke to them, right? He even told them to eat first…
And he didn’t leave coldly—that kind of cold violence was more painful for won.
Little Qian’er breathed a small sigh of relief, hurriedly wiped the tears from her face, and quickly went to the door, poking her little head out, watching eagerly as Brother Rong’s figure went away,
with a pair of red peach blossom eyes watching eagerly…
Zhao Lingfei stood quietly in place, looking down at her hands, a slightly dazed expression on her pretty face.
“So… he really didn’t have that thought; it was … who misunderstood him.”
The woman murmured.
…
Zhao Rong left the tent, silent all the way, hurrying to join Zhu Yourong and others.
This ti, the academy sent ng Zhengjun, Mr. Yan, and Sima Duyi, the seed of scholars, to investigate the attack on the students and to escort him safely back to the academy.
The people from the academy were all people Zhao Rong was familiar with.
ng Zhengjun was by default coming to handle this matter first.
She was the lead master for Zhao Rong and others’ descent from the mountain this ti, and since Zhao Rong had an accident, she was almost the first person responsible.
Thus, she ca down the mountain with a guilty conscience to make ands.
And Mr. Yan was the first to voluntarily apply to co; Zhao Rong was a disciple he valued and recomnded to the academy, so this incident naturally couldn’t see the elder stand by idly.
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