Zhao Rong's eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the woman in Confucian clothes who was coming towards him.

In this academy with a solemn and dignified overall style, her sudden appearance is like a walking beautiful scenery.

Everyone loves beauty, and Zhao Rong certainly would not miss this stunning look. He looked at her with an open gaze.

Different from the uniform attire of other scholars in the academy, this woman was dressed in a moon-white Confucian robe. Although the large robe covered her figure, she must have a beautiful and graceful figure. The wide Confucian robe also showed a kind of floating beauty with its flying sleeves.

Such a woman seems to look good in anything she wears.

Zhao Rong looked appreciative.

As for the face of the woman in Confucian robes, when he saw her for the first time, he could only exclaim "so beautiful", but he couldn't describe in detail how beautiful she was.

Zhao Rong has always felt that the elegant and beautiful adjectives describing beauties' appearance in books are actually difficult to accurately describe all the beautiful women in the world.

Words are far from enough, but the feelings from the heart can be described.

For example, among the many beauties he had seen in the past, the ones that he cared about the most were of course those two women.

For Qingjun, on the wedding night, the first time he lifted the red veil, he was attracted by the pair of long autumn eyes and a light brown teardrop mole.

If we were to describe Qingjun's beauty, this would be the feature that Zhao Rong found most unforgettable.

The long, clear eyes give people a feeling of loneliness and desolation, but the faint teardrop mole makes people feel touching and lovable. The strange mixture of these two temperaments outlines the woman, who slowly walks into his heart.

Qingjun is the bright moon in Zhao Rong's heart, casting gentle white moonlight, sometimes cold and lonely, and sometimes flowing gently.

But the beauty of Su Xiaoxiao that remained in Zhao Rong's heart was her pair of charming narrow fox eyes, her two prickly little canine teeth, and her pair of delicate hands that went from clumsy to skillful, and the loving and admiring look that she cast on him with her little head raised in front of him.

Su Xiaoxiao is the little baby that happily inhabits Zhao Rong's heart. She is cute and clingy, sometimes pure and naive, and sometimes charming and seductive.

Therefore, Zhao Rong feels that to truly appreciate a woman, the most important things are her temperament and feelings.

The woman in Confucian clothes in front of Zhao Rong who was about to pass by him was extremely obvious in this regard.

Because apart from her beauty, her appearance did not leave an unforgettable impression on the discerning Zhao Rong.

But there is a temperament that exists from the inside out.

The woman in Confucian robes is like a graceful lady from a poem or painting, with a posture that is extremely quiet and elegant, and has a light and ethereal aura...

Zhao Rong suddenly thought of orchids. That's right, this woman seemed to be an orchid in the valley...

However, for some reason, she frowned slightly at this moment, and her steps were hurried, so that the orchid seemed to be swaying busy and had a bit more of the flavor of fireworks.

Especially when I saw that the thing she used to tie her hair was actually a thin and long hairpin dipped in ink.

Zhao Rong smiled casually, it was interesting.

Li Jinshu was just turning his head to instruct Zhao Rong about some matters concerning the academy. When he realized someone was approaching and turned around, Zhu Weirui had already walked past them in an instant as if no one was around.

After seeing who was coming, Li Jinshu slowly put down his hand that had just been raised to salute, and looked at Zhu Weirui's hurried back. He felt a little strange. He didn't know why this lady, who was always dignified, quiet and polite when they met each other on weekdays, was in such a hurry today, and he didn't know who it was for or what it was about.

Li Jinshu shook his head slightly. Suddenly, he saw his new junior fellow apprentice next to him looking back at Mr. Zhu's figure.

Li Jinshu couldn't help but sigh slightly, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

Zhao Rong had just smelled a pleasant fragrance from the woman in Confucian clothes who was looking straight ahead. His expression suddenly changed and he spoke softly.

"Big Brother, is this...female teacher Mr. Zhu?"

"Yes."

Li Jinshu responded, thinking that Zhao Rong would ask more questions, but when he saw that Zhao Rong just nodded calmly, he stopped talking and continued walking side by side with him.

Li Jinshu thought about it and decided to speak out.

"Junior brother."

"What's the matter, big brother?"

Li Jinshu said in a serious tone.

"Ms. Zhu is elegant and knowledgeable, and is indeed a rare beauty. But she is our teacher after all... You should know that the academy teaches everyone and will admit some women. It does not object to the love and relationship between male and female students of the same generation within the scope of etiquette. However, no matter how open the atmosphere is, there are certain ethical norms between teachers and students that cannot be crossed."

In fact, he hadn't said some more straightforward words yet because he was afraid of hurting his young junior brother. Although in the dynasty below the mountain, it was common for people to get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and men of seventeen or eighteen were already very old, but in the mountains, Zhao Rong was still too young for the long lifespan of cultivators.

Li Jinshu looked at Zhao Rong with some worry, as his face remained calm after hearing what he said. He was afraid that Zhao Rong, because of his youth, would be stubborn and refuse to listen, and become conceited, thinking that he could break through all obstacles. He would then try without knowing the immensity of the world and would not turn back until he hit a wall.

Little do you know that sometimes you don’t even have the qualifications to hit the wall, because some people are born in the sky, and your feet are in the mud, you can’t even get up, so how can you hit it?

Besides, how could this Mr. Zhu, who was polite to everyone, be just a teacher in a college? Putting aside his family background, I heard from the teacher that Mr. Zhu was not even sixty years old, but his cultivation level had already surpassed his...

"oh."

Zhao Rong responded softly, looked at Li Shida's expression, probably guessed something, tilted his head slightly and said: "Big Brother, you misunderstood, Ziyu did not say anything frivolous to Mr. Zhu."

"Then why did Jingzi say that you were a pervert and prevent you from entering the academy?"

Zhao Rong said casually: "Because I said those words to her."

Li Jinshu's expression froze, he slowly turned his head, was silent for a while and said quietly: "Junior brother, Jingzi is not a human, she is a spirit, her true form is an orchid..."

Zhao Rong didn't notice Li Jinshu's expression for a moment.

He nodded slightly, guessing that the girl named Jingzi should not be a human girl. After all, her personality was too unpleasant.

She is spoiled, petty, and vindictive, not cute at all. It turns out that she is a flower spirit and a wild ghost with some unruly and eccentric nature.

However, the incongruous name "Jingzi" is understandable. After all, based on my observation when I met Mr. Zhu just now, he is indeed a person who loves orchids.

Orchid stillness.

But...how could that flat-chested girl have any of the quiet and dignified grace of an orchid?

It's really what you lack...

Zhao Rong shook his head, but he did have some understanding of Mr. Zhu's personality. After all, he had taught this flower-charming girl too much. If she fell into his hands, she would be...

He chuckled.

Li Jinshu saw Zhao Rong smiled after hearing what he said, his eyelids twitched, "Junior brother... well, although Jingzi is a spirit and has a longer lifespan than you and me, but... as far as her own race is concerned, she is still a child, just like the girl she has transformed into now..."

Zhao Rong was stunned. What are you talking about?

Li Jinshu gritted his teeth and said, "Junior brother, people can't, or at least shouldn't...why don't you wait until she's older, and then try again?"

Zhao Rong: “???”