Zhao Rong found Yilanxuan by asking fellow scholars on the road.

This elegant courtyard was built in the quiet southeast corner of the huge academy, surrounded by some scattered buildings, such as the Zunjing Pavilion where he had always been interested in looking for books to read.

Although it was Zhu Yourong who took the initiative to look for him this time, Zhao Rong also needed to ask for help. He was not the shameless kind of person and was embarrassed to come to the door empty-handed. So he picked a few juicy cucumbers from Brother Teng Ying's field. It is said that the gift is small but the sentiment is great. Besides, the cucumbers from their Dongli Cottage are unique to Linlu Academy. Girls should like it... for beauty purposes, right?

Besides, even Yu Huaijin, a stubborn and old-fashioned guy, likes to eat cucumbers - in fact, Zhao Rong feels that it will be useless if she eats as many cucumbers as she wants with a sullen face, so he will try to save this lost girl with a joke later - so Zhu Yourong is probably no exception and should also like cucumbers.

Zhao Rong thought secretly.

Based on this simple reasoning, he came to Yilanxuan carrying the cucumbers that were full of affection. As for the matter that Jia Tengying would get up and go out to look at the bare melon field as if five cucumbers were missing, as if thieves had stolen it, Zhao Rong felt that it was not a big problem. Now, Yu Huaijin was here too, giving her a cucumber on behalf of Brother Tengying. Even if Brother Tengying was a silent person, he would probably blush and thank him.

Zhao Rong stood at the door of Yilanxuan, raised his hand, took another bite of the cucumber, raised his eyebrows and looked at the six people in the Houke Pavilion.

His good morning greeting did not receive a reply for a while. The door of Yilanxuan was quiet and no one took the initiative to break the deadlock.

Han Wenfu, Gu Yiwu and several other men stared blankly at the uninvited guest at the door, still digesting the strange incident of a girl in blue clothes running away like a sheep seeing a wolf.

Yu Huaijin came back to his senses, his eyes stayed on the cucumber in Zhao Rong's hand for a moment, and then silently moved away.

Zhao Rong thought about it, freed one hand, rubbed his face, and found that there seemed to be nothing on his face.

He shook his head, turned around and closed the gate, but before closing the door, his eyes lingered on the couplet on the wooden door for a moment.

Zhao Rong walked towards the waiting pavilion.

"Morning, Senior Yu."

He came into the pavilion, looked at everyone, then turned around and greeted Yu Huaijin first.

"Brother Han." Apart from Yu Huaijin, Zhao Rong had only met Han Wenfu a few times in the pavilion, so he called out to him.

Han Wenfu's tightly furrowed brows had relaxed when everyone looked at him. It was hard to tell what he was thinking. He nodded and stared at Zhao Rong for a moment, "Sorry, you are... Oh, Brother Zhao."

The others looked on curiously.

Yu Huaijin turned around and introduced them, "This is our new student from Ruxing Hall, Brother Zhao Ziyu. The teacher called him today for something, so he came along."

Zhao Rong and the other four seniors greeted each other with a smile and got to know each other's names.

Han Wenfu did not go to see Zhao Rong again. He was feeling heavy-hearted. After preparing for so long, he was still rejected.

Han Wenfu looked down at the tray in his hand. Two black-hearted red fruits were lying alone on it. He felt that they were useless.

He saw Yu Huaijin turn his head to look at the flower garden, as if he was about to say goodbye and leave as usual, and he took a deep breath secretly.

There was silence in the pavilion for a moment.

"Excuse me, what is this?"

Suddenly, a question broke the somewhat stagnant air.

Han Wenfu took out the brocade box from the white jade hollow dragon head hook on his waist, preparing to put away the useless thing. At this time, he paused and said casually: "Black Heart Red Fruit, let everyone try it to quench their thirst."

After a pause, he added: "You can only eat one at a time, not more than one. Brother Zhao, would you like one?"

He was speaking but his actions continued, as he put the tray into the brocade box with landscape paintings carved on the wall. He had no intention of waiting for Zhao Rong, but... a certain 'thin-skinned person' spoke faster.

"Um, can I?"

I'm a little embarrassed.

Han Wenfu stopped moving, he glanced at Zhao Rong with his eyelids drooped. He was in a bad mood to begin with, and now the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he looked down at the red fruit that he probably wouldn't use, and nodded.

Zhao Rong stepped forward, picked up a pill, and looked at it with a curious look.

"It tastes good, but Brother Han said I can't eat too much."

Gu Yiwu said to Zhao Rong with a smile.

Zhao Rong also smiled and nodded at him, put the small red fruit next to his mouth and took a bite.

The taste is refreshing, comparable to the one in his other hand, but with a different flavor.

Zhao Rong nodded as he tasted the fruit. He took a look and found that the outside of the red fruit had a light red luster, while the flesh and juice inside were as black as ink. However, it tasted as clear as water and not thick at all.

It's very strange.

"Brother Han, this fruit is called the Mo Xin Zhu Fruit? It really lives up to its name. Where did you get it from?"

Zhao Rong felt a little irritated by the recent weather, as if his body was on fire. He was trying to adapt, but couldn't adjust. He often ate some cool fruits these days, so the cucumbers in Jia Tengying's field were almost gone...

Han Wenfu glanced at Zhao Rong's bright eyes, but did not reply, pretending not to hear.

Zhao Rong ate up the seedless red fruit in one gulp. Seeing this, he was not annoyed, but looked a little embarrassed.

Zhao Rong thought about it, reached out, and handed a cucumber in his hand to Han Wenfu.

The latter twitched his lips slightly and didn't answer.

Zhao Rong blinked, not feeling embarrassed, and moved his hand holding the cucumber with an arc, passing it to another person, "Brother, do you want to try it? It's a specialty of our Dongli Cottage."

The brother smiled and waved his hand.

Then another person was handed the gift, this time it was Gu Yiwu. He looked at Zhao Rong's smiling face and reached out to take it.

Zhao Rong glanced at him, then smiled and took a cucumber and handed it to the other seniors.

But no one answered the call anymore. Everyone waved their hands and declined with an apologetic smile.

Finally, Cucumber came to Yu Huaijin.

“Yes.”

Zhao Rong stretched out his hand and pursed his lips.

Yu Huaijin had a blank expression on his face and shook his head.

Zhao Rong frowned and gave her a look.

Yu Huaijin frowned and ignored him.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and said sincerely, "Why are you embarrassed? You like eating cucumbers, right? You took so many cucumbers out of our Dongli Cottage last time. Don't think I don't know. I counted them... I don't have enough to eat now. Take this now! We don't have many in our fields anymore."

"..."Yu Huaijin.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell into deathly silence.

Han Wenfu, Gu Yiwu and others couldn't help but look sideways at a certain old-fashioned woman.

Strange eyes.

Yu Huaijin stared at the silent Zhao Rong with her eyes slightly opened. If her gaze could turn into a real sword, then Zhao Rong would definitely be alive and well. His calm eyes and an expression that said "I'm not spreading rumors, I'm telling the truth" were supported by a face thicker than a city wall. He was not afraid of the old-fashioned woman in front of him who was not even skilled in glaring at people or giving them angry looks and had no lethal power.

In a place that the men on the field could not see, Yu Huaijin's two white jade hands hidden in her sleeves, palms facing each other, were tightly twisted together.

She looked Zhao Rong up and down carefully for a few times. The latter blinked, and handed the cucumber forward again as a gesture.

Crazy testing on the edge of fearlessness of death.

He definitely did it on purpose.

Yu Huaijin nodded seriously, pulled his hand out from his sleeve, grabbed the cucumber that was lingering in front of him and snatched it away.

Immediately, she took a deep breath, calmed her expression, and glanced at the people with strange expressions, especially Han Wenfu who was staring at her with wide eyes.

Yu Huaijin sighed in her heart, but then she became annoyed with a shameless person. Suddenly, she walked towards Han Wenfu, picked up the Mo Xin Zhu fruit in the brocade box that had not been closed yet, and nodded seriously, "Thank you, Brother Han."

After saying this, the old-fashioned woman did not go to thank the man for the cucumber. Instead, she walked past the "student named Zhao" with a stern face and left the waiting pavilion.

Looking at her thin back, the men in the pavilion looked at each other, and finally their eyes were focused on Zhao Rong, who seemed to be the culprit.

Zhao Rong stretched out a finger, scratched the tip of his nose, and coughed, "Well, Mr. Zhu is looking for me, so I'll leave first."

He spoke very quickly and left the waiting booth without waiting for others to react.

Gu Yiwu and several other seniors were left behind, stunned and speechless.

As for Han Wenfu, ever since Yu Huaijin caught him off guard and took the carefully prepared Mo Xin Zhu Fruit, his expression froze. At this moment, Han Wenfu gritted his teeth and stared at the back of Zhao Rong who had eaten another Zhu Fruit...