The next morning.

Zhao Rong opened the door, washed up, and prepared to go out again.

He had a class with Mr. Yan this morning, and he would have morning reading with his fellow brothers later, so he got up early on purpose, wanting to go to Nanci Jingshe again.

Squeak——

The door of another room in the yard was pushed open, and Fan Yushu poked his head out, his eyes hazy with sleep, "Zi Yu, where are you going?"

Zhao Rong turned around and said expressionlessly, "Breathe fresh air."

Fan Yushu perked up and nodded, "It's good to breathe some fresh air. Wait for me, let's go together."

Zhao Rong curled his lips.

Before we got to know each other yesterday, I felt that this guy was a reliable and steady guy.

As a result, after experiencing the "comradeship" yesterday evening, they all knew each other's little secrets and began to talk more casually.

Last night, Fan Yushu even dragged him to drink in the yard, during which he listened to a beautiful story about childhood sweethearts.

Yes, that's right, Fan Yushu and the girl named Ye Lanzhi were childhood sweethearts. The two families have been friends for generations, and their marriage was arranged since birth.

If he wasn't bragging.

"What a coincidence? It's the same for Qingjun and me." Zhao Rong replied casually at the time.

However, it caused Fan Yushu to sigh. He put down the wine jug, looked up at the moon at a 45-degree angle, with a smile on his lips and a dazed look in his eyes.

"Hey, Ziyu, oh Ziyu, why are you doing this? These are things that you can't envy... The boy rides on a childhood sweetheart, plays with his childhood sweetheart around his bed, lives together in Taoye Street, and there is no suspicion between the two children... Lanzhi and I are destined to be a couple."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, looked at the moon, then looked at him, thought for a while, but still didn't ask why they were so well matched but still hadn't "become a husband and wife at 14"? She was still wearing the hat of a fiancée...

After Fan Yushu asked to wait a moment, he went back to the room to wash up, and then he wasted time again. Zhao Rong knew this would happen, so he had no choice but to urge him several times outside the door. Only then did Fan Yushu go out leisurely, refreshed and dressed very showily.

Zhao Rong could smell the fragrance from three meters away...

after.

The two of them came to Nanci Jingshe to breathe fresh air in tacit understanding.

However, Zhao Rong was destined to be disappointed. After observing for a while, he found that the letter he delivered yesterday was still in the brocade box, and there was even another letter from some unknown animal.

However, Fan Yushu's letter had disappeared, probably having been delivered to Ye Zhilan.

Zhao Rong sighed.

Fan Yushu was beaming with joy, calling the female officials outside the door "sisters" one by one, and even took out some "small items" that looked quite valuable and handed them over, but they were politely declined.

He turned around and saw Zhao Rong's expression. He quickly stopped smiling, coughed, and patted Zhao Rong's shoulder with the look of an experienced person, and said earnestly:

"Tzuyu, you are already a very good man, but you are still a little bit behind me, mainly in the details. How about you try my perfume when you go back?"

Zhao Rong said angrily, "Get lost."

Then the two of them left. Mr. Yan had a class this morning, and they had to listen and do things on the side. It was estimated that they would be busy again.

…

Dongcheng, Wutong Street.

Concubine Zhao Ling stayed in Qinglian for one night. In the morning, after giving careful instructions to Uncle Kun and Uncle Xiaobai again, she left in a hurry.

She frowned, drooped her eyelids, ignored the passers-by around her, and walked slowly on the street.

Ever since she briefly separated from that man that night, Concubine Zhao Lingfei has often been distracted these days.

Qian'er is not here, she lives alone in Qinglianxuan.

Sometimes when she went to fetch water in the early morning, she would suddenly stop under a tree, lower her head slightly, and peek at the face with a raised mouth on the clear water surface in the bucket.

Sometimes after a nap in the afternoon, when she woke up naturally, she would rub her eyes, then hold her cheeks with both hands, lightly bite her little finger with her pearly teeth, and stare blankly at the emerald green potted plants in front of the window.

Sometimes when she was meditating in the middle of the night, she would gently open her eyes and look around in the empty and silent room. Then, she would quietly take out those things about someone that had long been sealed and thought would never be opened again. She would pick them up carefully, squinting her eyes like a kitten and looking at them carefully in the moonlight.

These are the initial times after separation from that person.

But as time went by, Zhao Lingfei's brows began to wrinkle slightly, and when she was practicing in Qinglianxuan, she would always look out the window subconsciously.

Sometimes, when there were light footsteps in front of the courtyard gate, she would purse her red lips as she closed her eyes in meditation, her mind attracted to the person. But when she found out that they were just passers-by, she would relax her shoulders again. But when she heard the next footsteps, she would suddenly lift her shoulders again.

After that, every time she rested her chin on her hand and daydreamed, she would gradually puff out her lips and narrow her eyes, and it was unclear who she was angry with.

This went on for a while, and as time went on, she, who was originally aloof by nature, became more and more restless and distracted.

Why haven't you come to find me yet?

How can you be so disgusting?

Don’t come here...you, where are you now?

Zhao Lingfei gradually began to remember that man and her eyes became resentful.

In fact, it was only less than half a decade since the two separated.

But now, in the past few days, Concubine Zhao Ling could no longer sit still, and began to run to the door of Nanci Jingshe two or three times a day, asking the female official if she had any letters from Qinglianju.

After receiving another negative answer yesterday, Zhao Lingfei hurried back to Qinglianju on Wutong Street without thinking twice.

He has not been here.

Uncle Kun and Uncle Xiaobai told her.

On the street, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly stopped on her way back to Taiqing Mansion.

She turned around and went to the beach where she and Zhao Rong had parted.

Zhao Lingfei searched carefully for an hour, but still found no trace.

She stood quietly in the sea breeze, thinking over and over again in her mind the smile on Zhao Rong's face when he left that day.

At some point.

Concubine Zhao Ling took a deep breath, turned around and left.

Her bare hands beneath her sleeves tightly grasped two jade tokens.

Concubine Zhao Ling returned to the Four Palaces of Taiqing.

Enter the palace from the north gate.

Her face had regained its composure.

Along the way, some students she met called her senior sister, and Zhao Lingfei nodded slightly.

She walked towards Nanci Jingshe, preparing to return to Qinglianxuan to calm down and meditate for a few days.

However, when she thought of the bottleneck in the Haoran Realm that had been holding her back, Zhao Lingfei stopped and the words of Ning Ying that day faintly rang in her ears.

She turned her head and looked around, then walked forward, stopped a female student from the Fuyao Mansion who was passing by, and asked a few questions politely.

The female student was a little reserved. After recalling the past, she raised her hand and pointed in the direction she came from. "Senior Sister Zhao, there is a Four Seasons Hall in the green forest ahead. Mr. Yan, the new student from Linlu Academy, is teaching there."

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded, thanked him, and walked towards Four Seasons Hall.