It was evening.

Looking into the distance, a somewhat dim moon was slowly climbing up into the sky.

Night is about to fall on the world under the clouds.

The Four Taiqing Prefectures, which had stood on the land of Duyou City for who knows how long, gradually stepped into the dark night.

The bright pearls from the abyss of the North Sea and the brilliant lights from the immortals on the mountain illuminate the magnificent and luxurious buildings in the palace.

The Nanci Jingshe on the southeast corner of the lake is like a ribbon tied around the waist of a graceful woman. At this moment, the courtyards are like white pearls, glowing with a hazy light.

These brilliant lights from other places sent some faint light to the gate of Nanci Jingshe.

It was also delivered to a group of people who had quieted down near the door.

During this period, there are still many people coming in and out of the door.

And most of them are beautiful female students.

The voice of someone just now, neither too loud nor too soft, immediately attracted many women to stop and look.

Their gaze quickly swept past the group of people who were also stunned and silent near the door, and their eyes locked on a young man.

He was wearing the blue robe of a student of Linlu Academy, standing upright with his hands in his sleeves. On his thin face were a pair of bright eyes. He was staring intently at the female officials in charge of the affairs of Nanci Jingshe, waiting for their responses, as if to confirm that he was not joking in his serious tone just now...

However, since he is looking for Concubine Zhao Ling again... that's fine.

After taking a few glances, the female students withdrew their gazes and left with calm expressions.

There was a group of men around Zhao Rong. Most of them came to Nanci Jingshe with similar purposes. Some were looking for their ideal person, some were pursuing the women in Nanci Jingshe day after day, and some had already achieved their goal and were waiting for their lovers to come out.

Most of them were students of Taiqing Prefecture, and the rest were Zhao Rong’s junior brothers.

At this time, they had just recovered from their shock and looked carefully at Zhao Rong, who had a serious expression, to make sure they had heard what he had just said correctly.

There was no running away, he just said that he was Concubine Zhao Ling's husband.

Suddenly.

The men looked at Zhao Rong with amazement in their eyes, followed by admiration.

Damn, brother, you’re so brave!

Several of the academy scholars recognized Zhao Rong as the new junior fellow apprentice, and immediately felt like they had become part of the old wave.

Is this Junior Brother the legendary Houlang?

Who is Concubine Zhao Ling?

She was not well-known among the mortals in the west city of Duyou City who liked to gossip about mountain gossip after dinner.

Those mortals who talk about the list of the most beautiful beauties in Duyou City and the ranking of the top ten fairies on the Wangquezhou Mountain...

Zhao Lingfei's name cannot be found anywhere in these lists.

because.

It would be a huge joke to judge her solely based on her appearance.

She is not the so-called "fairy" who entertains people with her beauty.

No, and I don’t care.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei is a gifted girl who ranks first among the female students in Taiqing Prefecture, which gathers all the geniuses in the continent!

He entered Taiqing Prefecture as the first in the southwest of Wangque in the secret trial of Taiqing Prefecture.

When he first arrived, he was a sixteen-year-old swordsman at the Haoran realm, and he directly entered the Xiaoyao Mansion, which was secretly the best among the four mansions.

The origin of her flying sword is unknown, but it is said to be of Grade A. There are even rumors that she has two of them. But is it important? It is not important, because one Grade A flying sword is enough.

For ordinary students like them, this is already an unattainable existence.

Even if it's more outrageous, the reaction would just be "Oh, it's her, that's normal."

The sword cultivators of Xiaoyao Prefecture are the most noble in Taiqing Prefecture.

Among the students of Xiaoyao Prefecture who are still staying in the prefecture, only three possess a first-class flying sword, and Zhao Lingfei is one of them.

And these are not the most exaggerated. What really stabilized Zhao Lingfei's "divine status" in Taiqing Mansion was an assertion made by the elusive Lord of Xiaoyao Mansion.

"This girl, who is ahead of her peers, must have achieved the Golden Elixir."

Before the age of twenty, he was in the Golden Core Stage.

Such an existence, in the long time since the establishment of the four Taiqing prefectures in Wangque Continent, the most recent one was more than ten thousand years ago.

According to legend, that person even participated in the battle for the emperor of that era.

And now, thousands of years have passed, and Wangquezhou, one of the three small continents, is about to give birth to a less than 20-year-old Jindan realm genius? And she is a female sword cultivator.

But if you think about it carefully, there aren't many surprises. After all, this era is the time of great strife that happens once every ten thousand years, with geniuses emerging in large numbers and evildoers everywhere...

Therefore, for everyone, the future of Zhao Lingfei, who was so outstanding, had almost been "planned" in both open and covert ways, and everyone accepted it.

It was very simple. She was seventeen years old now. After graduating from Taiqing Mansion within three years, she would either immediately join the coveted Tianya Sword Pavilion, and after sharpening her sword, she would go to the Shangzong Tai'a Sword Pavilion and continue to sharpen her sword in the human race's Taizong, growing and climbing all the way.

Or he could just travel to Central Plains with his sword, to a wider world to seek sword skills, and compete with the equally brilliant geniuses of this era like flowers.

Wangquezhou, a "small pond" that seems very big to everyone, cannot keep her.

Therefore, for many students in Taiqing Prefecture, Concubine Zhao Ling was like a white lotus flower that was lost in the world and could be admired from afar but not touched.

Just watch from a distance...

There have been quite a lot of rumors about this gifted lady in the palace recently.

First of all, I heard that she had been stuck at the peak of the Haoran Realm for the past six months, perhaps because there was something wrong with her state of mind or for some other reason, and had not yet entered the Tianzhi Realm that everyone had expected.

This would be a big problem for ordinary geniuses, because although most geniuses can break through the realm as easily as drinking water, if they suddenly get stuck in a certain realm, it may very well be an extremely terrifying bottleneck in the avenue, and sometimes it even means the "fall" of a genius in the eyes of everyone.

If you keep getting stuck, you will become like everyone else.

However, since this incident happened to Concubine Zhao Lingfei, the students of Taiqing Mansion did not dare to make any rash conclusions, and they did not even have much thought of gloating.

It's only half a year late, not much. She's not even eighteen years old now. Let's wait and see.

Everyone chose to watch silently...

at this time.

Next to the gate of Nanci Jingshe, behind the desk.

Ladies, look at me and I look at you.

The look in his eyes was inexplicable.

After a moment of silence, a female official with a high bun on her head coughed lightly, then put on a proper smile, glanced at the "husband of Concubine Zhao Ling" in front of her, and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, sir. The owner of Qinglianxuan has instructed that she doesn't see anyone except certain people, so we are embarrassed to disturb her without permission now... I'm really sorry."

Zhao Rong frowned and thought for a while. "Actually, I am a specific person. Why don't you go and ask... um... let go... um... Brother Yushu, what are you doing? Let... let go of my hand..."

He had just opened his mouth to speak when someone behind him suddenly covered his mouth and dragged him backwards. When he turned around, he saw it was Fan Yushu.

Fan Yushu, who had just come back to his senses from his confusion, ignored Zhao Rong's shouts, and while holding him back, he said to the high-knotted female official:

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I'm his good friend. He drank too much when he was drinking with me not long ago. He hasn't sobered up yet. I was just joking after drinking. Haha, sisters, please don't take it to heart.

My brother is a fool. He has always been secretly in love with Fairy Zhao. He usually keeps it to himself, like a mute person who can't say a word for a long time. But now that he is drunk, all kinds of nonsense are coming out. It is really rude, so I hope you sisters will not blame me. "

After saying that, Fan Yushu dragged the struggling Zhao Rong to a corner dozens of meters away, out of everyone's sight.

Seeing this, everyone there laughed and regarded it as just a fun thing after dinner. They ignored it and went about their own business.

Zhao Rong held Fan Yushu's hand and struggled, speaking incoherently: "Let go... um, I'm not drunk... um... Brother Yushu, if you do this again, I'll be angry!"

Fan Yushu ignored Zhao Rong. He looked around and found that no one was paying attention to them anymore. He breathed a sigh of relief and loosened his hand.

Zhao Rong wiped his mouth vigorously, made a few "Puh" sounds, and said speechlessly: "Why are you stopping me? I'm looking for my wife, and this is not allowed? Pah, what's that smell on your hands? It's weird, Pah, Pah, Pah..."

Upon hearing this, Fan Yushu nodded seriously.

"Okay, okay, she's your wife, Concubine Zhao Ling is your wife, okay, but please don't be so ostentatious, okay? Just think about it in your heart, don't say it in public, you can do whatever you want in your dreams at night, but forget about it during the day."

After saying that, he sighed again.

"Alas, Senior Brother repeatedly warned us to be careful and not to bring shame to Mr. Yan and the academy, but we didn't listen to him and sneaked to Nanci Jingshe. After all, the person we love is here. As a devoted and affectionate man, I couldn't help myself, and it's normal.

But you...if I hadn't stopped you...ah, Brother Ziyu, if the matter gets out of hand, it won't just be a matter of losing face for you. We'll probably all become a joke in Taiqing Mansion tomorrow. Even worse, if Concubine Zhao Ling really comes out and she happens to be in a bad mood, she might hear your indecent words and make you pay for it."

Zhao Rong was still wiping his mouth vigorously with an indignant expression. Hearing this, he wanted to say more, but when he saw Fan Yushu's expression, he thought about it and didn't explain anymore.

Fan Yushu thought that his persuasion had worked, and nodded with relief, "I'm glad you listened to me. Brother Ziyu, don't feel too guilty. After all, it's time to stop in time. Also, I was a little rude just now, so I apologize to Brother Ziyu. Ahem, I sprayed some perfume on myself..."

Zhao Rong opened his eyes, subconsciously took a step back, and looked up and down at his classmate suspiciously.

Fan Yushu was seen dressed in elaborate attire.

Although he was wearing the same academy student uniform, the decorations on his body looked obviously luxurious and unusual, in sharp contrast to Zhao Rong's simple attire, especially the hollow jade gourd around his waist, which looked quite extraordinary.

Fan Yushu's appearance is indeed good, with a hint of feminine beauty, but...

Why do you, a grown man, spray perfume or put powder on yourself?

It's scary, you know?

However, Zhao Rong thought again that this classmate seemed to be here to meet his fiancée, and the tone he just heard...

Zhao Rong began to understand a little and felt relieved.

He nodded, "It's okay, but Brother Yushu's habit is indeed unique."

After saying that, Zhao Rong took out some clean water, rinsed his mouth, then tidied his clothes and walked towards the gate of Nanci Jingshe again.

"Hey, Brother Ziyu, what are you still doing?"

"Since we can't meet in person, it's okay to send a letter like Brother Yushu did, right?"

"Well, that's possible...wait..."

Fan Yushu nodded halfway, then suddenly got startled and said angrily:

"Brother Ziyu, how could you do that? You didn't just see me before. You were clearly peeking at me from behind!"

He hurriedly chased after him.

Zhao Rong curled his lips, thinking, do you misunderstand that I am also a bootlicker?

It’s okay, let’s not laugh at each other.

He came back in front of the ladies-in-waiting, and despite everyone's gazes on him, he did not feel embarrassed. He took out a letter and handed it to the lady-in-waiting with a high bun.

"Please give it to Concubine Zhao Ling."

The female official with a high bun took it with a smile, "It's no trouble."

After saying that, she walked to the side and took out a brocade box with the words "Qinglianxuan" written on the lid. The female official with a high bun opened it and found that it was full of letters. She shook her head and took out a few similar brocade boxes from under the table, which were also full of letters or items.

Zhao Rong was originally preparing to turn around and leave, but when he caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, his eyelids twitched suddenly.

Good wife, you received so many love letters and gifts while your husband is away... But you are quite well behaved, at least you left them here and didn't take them away.

A jealous person felt both sour and relieved.

Suddenly, the female official with a high bun finally found a brocade box that was only half full and put Zhao Rong's letter into it.

Zhao Rong sighed slightly upon seeing this. He didn't know whether the letter could be delivered or not. However, there was no way at the moment. He might as well check again tomorrow. If it really didn't work, he would have to think of other ways.

Alas, speaking of which, why is it so difficult to see a lady? Once I "catch" Qingjun, I will never let her go again...

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong turned around and left with Fan Yushu who was waiting for him behind.

About a quarter of an hour passed after Zhao Rong and the other two left.

A graceful figure slowly walked out of the door of Nanci Jingshe.

The woman was tall, with her hair tied up in a wooden hairpin and long, clear eyes.

It was Concubine Zhao Lingfei.

Most people who passed by her would glance at her from time to time.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei was already accustomed to it. She walked out of the door without looking around, suddenly turned left, and walked hurriedly towards the table where the female officials were.

Arriving at the table, she politely asked, "Excuse me, are there any letters from home?"

The ladies looked at each other. It was strange. During this period of time, Miss Zhao came to ask this question every day.

The female official replied, "Not today either."

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes dimmed slightly, she nodded, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait, Miss Zhao, a lot of letters have been delivered to you recently, but they are not the letters from Qinglianju in Dongcheng that you requested. Do you want to take them away?"

After saying that, a female official took out the brocade boxes, placed them on the table, opened the boxes and showed them to Concubine Zhao Lingfei.

Concubine Zhao Ling stopped, turned around casually and glanced inside the box.

In the past, these boring things were handled by Qian'er, but now Qian'er is not here. So, where did Qian'er throw them before?

Concubine Zhao Ling thought about it, shook her head slightly, ignored the letters, and turned away.