Outside the gate of Linlu Academy, for some reason, the originally noisy sounds gradually began to die down, maintaining a suitable level that was neither loud nor silent.

The atmosphere slowly began to become a little strange.

The scholars from the academy and the students from Mochi who came and went began to walk steadily, move lightly, and behave more dignified and elegantly.

When groups of people passed by the gatehouse outside the main gate, they mostly kept a calm expression and spoke in low voices, no longer making loud noises or laughing.

It seems that he is afraid of seeing a certain abrupt scenery or leaving a bad impression on a certain beauty.

At this moment, Li Jinshu and his group were in the same situation. The casual chatting and laughing posture in front of the academy gate just a moment ago was no longer there. Even the air among the crowd was silent for a moment.

The scholar named Cheng stared blankly at the woman who looked like her "on the other side of the water" not far away.

The woman was wearing a moon-white pipa-collared top by Lan Yuan, and a soft silver lily skirt. She was wearing light pink embroidered shoes with a double butterfly pattern. Her shoes were small and exquisite, as if to resist the chill of late autumn. In addition to this set of tops and skirts, she also wore a lotus green silk cloak to match her tall figure, which was exquisite and elegant.

The woman had no extra accessories on her body, except that her long black hair was tied up high and pinned with an emerald jade hairpin. However, in the eyes of the knowledgeable and wealthy men around her, such as the scholar surnamed Cheng, the so-called "black hair goes with a beautiful hairpin", the emerald jade hairpin in her hair looked very ordinary in style and material, a mundane object, and did not seem to match her beautiful black hair.

But what made the men who were observing it quietly feel that the finishing touch was the purple tassel hanging from the end of the jade hairpin, which instantly turned it into an elegant hairpin that swayed with the lotus steps, appearing lifelike.

The tassel paired with an ordinary jade hairpin is also very unique. It emits a hazy and dreamy purple halo, and moves without wind, giving off an ethereal and fairy-like air.

Wearing an exquisite purple tassel jade hairpin, she is like a graceful lady strolling out of the Book of Songs, charming everyone. However, her cold and long eyes make her look like a graceful, pure and clean lotus, which makes people stay away and feel alienated, thinking that she is only to be admired from afar but not to be touched.

If a strange man were to be glanced at by her cold eyes, probably few would dare to keep looking at her.

The scholar named Cheng stared at the beautiful figure in a daze for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses. He quickly turned his eyes away, saying to himself "Don't look at something inappropriate" and tried not to look at her anymore.

After all, this stunning woman who is so beautiful that one forgets the world has her hair tied up, and now she is waiting at the gate of the academy. Anyone who is not self-deceiving can obviously see that she is the wife of a king. However, I don’t know which Confucian scholar in the academy her husband is, who is so lucky to have such a romantic relationship...

Thinking of how he couldn't take his eyes off her when he first saw her, Scholar Cheng felt a little guilty. He glanced around and discovered that his companions seemed to be just like him, with their attention more or less attracted by the woman. No one was paying attention to her, and Scholar Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, even though their eyes lingered, the group was gradually walking away.

Scholar Xu reluctantly withdrew his gaze, reached out and touched the round face, then turned to Scholar Cheng and said enviously:

"This fairy has some sharp sword energy that can't be hidden. She is probably a sword cultivator with spiritual energy. However, such a young female sword cultivator must be a genius in Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion. I don't know her name. Well, forget it. She is already taken. I guess it's another talented man and beautiful woman."

The scholar surnamed Xu had a regretful tone. He paused and then said, "Hey, Brother Li, Brother Cheng, do you know this fairy? I know all the brothers and sisters among us scholars who are married and whose wives are from Taiqing Mansion. I have seen them roughly over the years, but I don't remember such a person. Could it be one of those scholars who are hard to find?"

The scholar surnamed Cheng shook his head and said, "I don't know. I can ask at the poetry meeting later."

Li Jinshu suddenly said, "Brother Cheng, Brother Xu, I suddenly remembered that I have an urgent matter to deal with right away. I am really sorry, but I have to leave now. Ahem, I will trouble you two senior brothers to take the junior brothers I brought with me to the poetry gathering and help take care of them. I will definitely come to thank you another day."

The scholar surnamed Cheng was a little embarrassed, "Brother Li, Mr. Yan has repeatedly told us to bring you to the Climbing Poetry Festival."

Li Jinshu coughed lightly, "It's okay, my matter is indeed important, I will explain to the teacher later, he won't blame you, goodbye, two brothers."

After saying this, he bowed to the two people beside him, gave a few instructions to the fellow disciples he brought with him, and then turned around and returned to Linlu Academy.

Behind him, the scholar named Cheng and the scholar named Xu looked at each other.

…

Concubine Zhao Ling deliberately did not wear the chest-length skirt that Rong'er liked today.

She knew he liked it because Concubine Zhao Lingfei often saw Rong Erge's eyes secretly glancing somewhere.

But she still decided to wear some of her favorite clothes that had been in the closet for a long time to meet him. Maybe Brother Rong'er would like them more?

After not living together for many years, Concubine Zhao Lingfei wanted to show all her best sides to her childhood sweetheart so as not to make him get tired of her.

Brother Ronger should like it, yes, he must like it.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled faintly.

She specifically found out that today was a holiday at Linlu Academy, and the Mochi Academy where Rong'er was studying would give its students a day off. So Zhao Lingfei also specially took a day off at Xiaoyao Mansion and came to see him.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei started preparing very early. Qian'er had been out for quite some time and had not returned yet. The kitchen in Qinglianxuan had not been used for a long time. It took her a lot of time to clean up. Later, she learned how to cook porridge. It took her many times to make it satisfactory.

Today, Concubine Zhao Ling stopped practicing in the early morning, and carefully cooked a bowl of lotus seed glutinous rice porridge. Then she calculated the time, dressed up, and made careful preparations. Then she went out at dawn and left Taiqing Mansion.

At this moment, she rushed to Linlu Academy and came to the gatehouse to wait. It was exactly two quarters of the morning, when the early sun had just warmed the earth and was about to leave in the early morning. She would go to Brother Rong'er's residence and see him after a while. It should be about four quarters of the morning, when the morning reading of the students in the academy ended regardless of holidays. They read on an empty stomach, and Brother Rong'er should be hungry at this time.

Now it is autumn again, and the mornings are chilly.

Concubine Zhao Ling narrowed her eyes slightly. If she suddenly appeared and gave Brother Rong'er a surprise, with both hands holding a bowl of hot lotus seed glutinous rice porridge in front of him, it should be very warm for Brother Rong'er to drink it on an empty stomach, right?

Whether it's body or mind.

Concubine Zhao Ling wanted to fill him up.

Thinking of this, the cold and lonely woman in front of the gatehouse of Linlu Academy bowed her head gently, with the corners of her lips raised, like a pink and white petal falling on a pool of mirror-like spring water, with a curved arc and ripples.

On the beautiful hairpin that she used to tie up her black hair, the tassels that hung down, which resembled "purity", seemed to sense the hostess's mood and swayed automatically without wind.

Qingjing was lying next to Concubine Zhao Lingfei's profile, swinging on the swing. The hazy and ethereal purple halo covered the faint blush on her cheeks, making the woman's face look like a dream.

The gentleness of Concubine Zhao Ling's lowering of her head and her elusive face happened to fall into the eyes of the Confucian scholars in the academy who were walking slowly and quietly around her.

Many men even stopped and looked straight at the dreamy fairy who was thousands of miles away and out of reach.

However, no Confucian scholar dared to step forward.

In the early morning, outside the gate of Linlu Academy, it was a little quieter, and all sounds and movements became "quiet".

Of course, Concubine Zhao Ling was aware of the countless gazes coming from all directions, but she had already gotten used to it, just like she had done thousands of times before, and didn't care at all.

Concubine Zhao Ling freed one hand and touched the side of the food box she had been holding. Waves of warmth penetrated through the wooden box and into her palm.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled sweetly.

At this moment, a receptionist at the gate of the academy came up to her and saluted, "Madam, the time has come. You can enter the academy. May I ask your name? Which gentleman in the academy are you looking for?"

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head and said in a clear voice, "I am Concubine Zhao Ling, a student of Taiqing Xiaoyao Prefecture. I am here to visit my husband Zhao Ziyu. He is a student of the Ruxing Hall of Mochi Academy in your academy. I don't know where my husband lives for now. Can you find out and take me there?"

Hearing Zhao Lingfei's self-introduction, the receptionist couldn't help but glance at her, then nodded, "Please wait a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was ready to turn around and go to register and check the person.

"Please wait, sir. She is my junior fellow apprentice. I will not bother you any more. I will take her there."

At this moment, Li Jinshu's voice came.

Zhao Lingfei turned around and saw that the person coming was none other than the senior brother who had accompanied Rong'er to pay respects at the Nuanxi Yaji that day. Her eyes lit up and she quickly paid respects, "Senior Brother."

Li Jinshu smiled warmly, "No need to be polite, sister-in-law. Come on, I'll take you to find Tzuyu."

"Thank you, big brother."

"I've already told you, sister-in-law, please don't be too polite." Li Jinshu said helplessly.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled and shook her head without saying anything.

Afterwards, Li Jinshu took Zhao Lingfei into Linlu Academy and walked towards Nanxuan Academy.

On the way.

Concubine Zhao Ling slowed down a step and followed behind Li Jinshu. While she was asking Li Jinshu about Zhao Rong with a smile, she looked around at the scenery in the academy. When she passed by Mo Chi Academy, she took a careful look at the surrounding buildings and roads and memorized them in her heart.

"So, Brother Rong'er's Ruxing Hall is the best among the six halls in Mochi?"

Li Jinshu paused, thought for a moment, and nodded:

"It is indeed true at the moment. In the last mid-month exam, Ratexing Hall ranked first. In addition, Ratexing Hall also has Yu Huaijin, who is the first among the new students and is also the head of the hall. He manages the hall in an orderly manner. In my opinion, with Tzuyu in Ratexing Hall this time, they should be able to win the next mid-month exam."

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled and nodded without asking any more questions.

Li Jinshu turned his head and looked at her, then smiled and said:

"Don't worry, Sister Lingfei, our academy has a strong academic atmosphere, the air is filled with the fragrance of books, and students study things to gain knowledge. Our classmates are friendly and harmonious, and their relationships are simple.

Ziyu studied very hard in the academy. The evening before yesterday, he came to the teacher to ask questions about the meaning of the scriptures and reading, and he returned alone until late at night.

Sometimes I had to get up early and go out to do things, and when I passed by Mochi, I often saw him walking and reading.

Today is a day off, so he must be staying in the yard, concentrating on reading and concentrating on the classics. Let's go find him now and give him a surprise."

"Um."

Concubine Zhao Ling squinted her eyes and responded, then reached out and touched the outer wall of the food box.

Qingjing was sitting on the swing next to the teardrop mole on her left cheek.

Soon, the two of them entered the Nanxuan Academy, talking and laughing all the way.

On the way, Zhao Lingfei attracted the attention of many scholars and students in the academy, but they were all Confucian scholars who were influenced by etiquette and laws. With Li Jinshu leading the way, nothing impolite happened and no one overstepped the line.

"That's where Ziyu lives. His roommate is Jia Tengying, and they are both students of Ruxing Hall. They live together and have a harmonious relationship. This courtyard is called Dongli Xiaozhu. Ziyu told me about it the last time I came to see him."

Li Jinshu pointed to the quiet courtyard not far away.

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded and looked around. With her sharp eyes and ears, she found that the yard was quiet and no sound could be heard.

The bell just rang. Brother Ronger should have just finished his morning reading. Is he still reading quietly? I wonder if he is hungry...

Concubine Zhao Ling was thinking carefully. Suddenly, she looked down at her clothes, her dark eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she bit her red lips lightly.

As they were about to meet, Concubine Zhao Ling was worried for some reason that Zhao Rong would not like her outfit today.

But before Concubine Zhao Lingfei could worry for too long, Li Jinshu, unaware of the struggle in her heart, had already walked her to the gate of Dongli Cottage without stopping.

At this moment, the two were very close to the door. Li Jinshu raised his hand and prepared to knock on the door.

At this moment, some faint voices suddenly came from inside the door, looming.

"Can you be gentler? You use so much force every time."

A strange female voice came from this boys' dormitory.

Li Jinshu was stunned and stopped moving.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly clenched her hand holding the food box, and her narrow eyes narrowed.

"I just like to be stronger. Didn't you just praise me? Why do you change your tune now? Are you unable to bear it? It's only been a few times. If you can't bear it, just tell me. We can take a break."

Soon, Zhao Rong's voice was heard. Even though his voice was faint, the two people outside the door could still distinguish it.

At this moment, Zhao Rong seemed to pause, then begged for mercy: "Huh... It's been a few times, forget it, just stop for a while, it's not you who moved, you must not be tired, I am so tired."

The female voice interrupted, "No, you can't stop. Don't get up, keep going. You won't get tired if you move more gently."

"Come again?"

"Did you draw the characters correctly this time? Hurry up and draw them. You must draw them once today, not less than the agreed number of times..."

Outside the door, Li Jinshu felt a little embarrassed. The words he had said to Lingfei's sister-in-law, "the atmosphere of learning is flourishing" and "the relationship is pure," seemed to slap him in the face. Li Jinshu raised his hand to knock on the door, but it was not right to put it down. He gritted his teeth and glanced at Zhao Lingfei beside him.

I saw her face gradually turning pale and her eyes were staring at the gate.

Li Jinshu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Zhao Lingfei suddenly looked up, stretched out one hand, and pushed him aside.

She gently put down the food box, reached out her trembling hand, and gradually approached the wooden gate of the courtyard, ready to push open the door that separated the inside and the outside, and also separated him and her.

The door was getting closer and closer.

She wanted to ask Brother Rong'er in person whether he was willing to drink this bowl of porridge.

Zhao Lingfei's eyes were red and her lips were tightly pursed, like a line of blood, which then slowly faded away and became like a piece of white paper.

The slender hand stretched out towards the wooden door, the five fingers gradually closed together and were about to make a fist, the door was just within reach.

At this moment, Zhao Rong's voice came again, and his tone became obviously heavier:

"Yu Xuanji, Yu Huaijin, don't go too far! Twenty-one correct characters, plus three strokes, I have played this broken piano one hundred and eight times in a row, and you are still playing it, is it going to stop!?"

Concubine Zhao Ling’s eyes opened wide, her body trembled, she suddenly woke up, and rushed into the room the next second.

In an instant.

The whole view of the courtyard came into her sight.

Brother Rong Er slammed the table and stood up.

Fan Yushu buried in books.

A dark-skinned man squatting in the field picking something.

And... a short girl with her back to her, wearing oversized student clothes, holding a ruler in her hand, and in a stalemate with Brother Rong Er.

At the same time, Concubine Zhao Ling also instantly noticed the ritual formation in front of her, which prevented her from going any further.

Concubine Zhao Ling's heart, which had been tense from the beginning, suddenly relaxed.

Yu Huaijin frowned and turned around to look.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Rong for the first time, and when she saw that her husband was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, Zhao Lingfei turned her head suddenly, her cold eyes met Yu Huaijin's calm eyes, and she said tenderly:

"Stop, let go of my husband!"