Outside Linlu Academy.

At the end of a busy street, in a quiet alley.

One man and two women.

The three of them stared at each other.

The alley fell into a silence as dark as night.

The little girl, who was dressed in men's clothes and wearing a pink headscarf and had a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, was now crossing her arms across her chest.

Her little face showed an expression of realization, as if to say, 'So that's what you did, secretly hiding something from me.'

Zhao Rong's expression at this moment was full of helplessness.

Originally, he just wanted to sit back and watch Qingjun and Qian'er's playful play, regain some of the old feelings, and at the same time, listen carefully to see what other "explosive news" Qian'er could reveal about her.

As a result... he didn't expect that the fire would burn himself.

It catches people off guard.

How come you, a little girl with half-full hair, have such a keen sense of smell in this area?

It's a pity not to chase the murderer, solve the case, catch the adulterer, etc., it's a waste of talent. What's the point of practicing sword...

Zhao Rong looked speechlessly at Xiao Qian'er who looked very satisfied after being caught cheating.

At this moment, she hugged his right arm tightly again, as if she was afraid that this newly-minted "adulterer" would run away.

Zhao Rong felt a little ashamed.

And then, what made him even more embarrassed was... his stupid teammates.

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly.

Because he glanced and saw that Qingjun next to him was staring at Qian'er just like him.

But now, I don’t know if I’m shy or something.

Under Qian'er's proud eyes, the lady actually looked away guiltily, then pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, gently lowering her head, a blush like the morning glow appeared on her cheeks.

Like the peach blossoms in March, blooming in full bloom.

But at this moment, Zhao Rong had no time to appreciate the beauty of the woman's rosy cheeks.

He couldn't help but pat his forehead with his hand.

He looked at Qingjun who had confessed himself with a gnashing teeth.

My lady, why are you so stupid right now? I didn't see you being so stupid when you were pointing out something was wrong with me just now.

Who knows if Qian'er is cheating us?

The two of us just need to stare at her. No matter what this little girl says, she has no evidence and will never admit it even if you beat her to death.

Even if you can't find an excuse to explain, you can just keep your mouth shut and let him come forward.

As a result, now...

Zhao Rong glanced at Qingjun's clumsy appearance again. Anyone who was not a fool could see that there was something fishy.

What's more, there is the clever little girl in boys' clothing next to him.

"Okay, so it is. You...you are actually playing this secretly. Shame on me, so embarrassing."

Zhao Qian'er took a deep breath and revealed two little white fangs.

The little girl took advantage of the situation and said eloquently:

"Tell me, are you guys still playing some other shameless games? You really know how to play. Shameless, shameless, shameless..."

She opened her peach blossom eyes wide.

While muttering the word "shameless", he raised his thin arm, extended his index finger, and poked the cheeks of Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei.

Concubine Zhao Ling shrank back to avoid Zhao Qian'er's poking fingers, while she frowned and whispered a few words in defense, but to Zhao Rong's ears it sounded meaningless.

"No, it's not what you think, Qian'er, don't talk nonsense..."

Zhao Rong grabbed the little girl's wrist that was poking his cheek and threw it away in annoyance.

Zhao Qian'er tilted her head habitually again, "Not what I thought? Then what is it, Brother Rong'er, what do you want the young lady's little clothes for?"

Zhao Rong was very upset.

He opened his mouth, only to slowly close it again.

Because in Zhao Rong's sight, not only was Qian'er blushing, but she was still looking at him curiously.

Lian Qingjun lowered his head and stammered a few words, then couldn't help but glance at him sideways when he heard what was said.

The young lady and her maid seemed very curious about this strange problem.

Zhao Rong felt very ashamed.

He looked left and right at the two people in front of him.

If I say that I haven't done anything strange these days, would you believe it?

Zhao Rong was about to speak but stopped.

From the time he received that 'special autumn outfit' until now.

Every night I either practice Chongmai cultivation or read or write.

Lately, I have been staying up late every day to review assignments and haven't even had a good night's sleep. How can I have the time to shamefully waste my energy?

Besides, there was a sword spirit who liked to stir up trouble watching in the heart lake.

Although it seems to be asleep now, who knows if it will wake up suddenly, or at some extremely embarrassing moment.

The troublemaker scared Zhao Rong for a moment... Well, he would definitely suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder.

A frightened bird?

Zhao Rong thought it was very possible.

He had always been willing to assume the worst, so he had expected and believed that it would be so cruel...

"What are you thinking about? You keep on being naughty. You too, Qingjun, are fooling around with the little girl."

Faced with two pairs of curious big eyes, Zhao Rong frowned and shook his head.

He turned to Zhao Lingfei and whispered:

"Qingjun, those autumn clothes you sent me last time...did you send the wrong one? It's stuck in those long gowns. It's okay, I'll keep them for you and return them to you later. Stupid lady, you should be more careful next time. You don't leave clothes everywhere."

Zhao Lingfei: “…”

At this moment, the woman with a face as bright as a peach blossom was stunned.

She lowered her head, bit her lip, stared at the ground, and nodded seriously.

"Well, I said...why did it disappear?"

Concubine Zhao Ling's voice was weak and soft.

Afterwards, the blush on her pretty face gradually faded away, leaving only her red lips bitten to look as tender and red as cherries.

She relaxed for a moment, and regained some of her previous cold temperament, like an icy and pure blue lotus, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

However, at a certain moment, the cold and aloof Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help but look up and take a closer look at her husband.

Is this an excuse to cover up, or if it's true, he... doesn't like it?

Seeing this, Zhao Qian'er looked suspiciously at Zhao Rong's expression.

With her intuition and understanding of the young lady, she could be sure whether there was something fishy going on.

It's just that is it a one-sided affair of the young lady, or is it a tacit affair between her and Rong'er...

Zhao Qian'er was a little unsure for a moment.

Brother Rong'er, do you really think that the lady got it in there accidentally?

now.

Facing the master and servant with different looks in their eyes, Zhao Rong shook his head slightly without explaining anything further.

Although he didn't want to be a boring gentleman who could remain calm even when a woman made him tempted, he still had the self-control of a gentleman who was cautious and self-disciplined.

The "special autumn clothes" that Qingjun secretly sent to him was indeed attractive, but Zhao Rong just regarded it as a private affair between him and Qingjun, husband and wife.

The two are not together on weekdays, but they miss each other madly.

By giving this item as a gift, they can add some boudoir fun and make each other smile. This is a secret that belongs only to the two of them. This is the real purpose of this item.

Zhao Qian'er felt a little uncertain because of someone's very accurate expression.

But who is that little girl?

They had just occupied the high ground that could make Concubine Zhao Ling bow her head, so how could they come down so easily?

"Humph, Brother Rong'er, you are protecting the young lady and speaking for her again."

Zhao Qian'er wrinkled her nose, "And those poems too. You wrote so many for her when I was away. No, you must not forget the compensation you promised me."

She wrapped her arms around Zhao Rong's arms and held him tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away and default on his debt.

Concubine Zhao Ling, who had recovered, saw this scene, narrowed her eyes and looked at her personal maid carefully.

Ever since she was brought here to see Brother Rong'er today, the little girl seemed to have become particularly naughty, a little different from the past, and kept jumping around to rebel against him.

Zhao Rong chuckled and nodded, "I won't forget it."

As he spoke, he calmly pulled his right arm away. With this sudden move, he finally got it back and was no longer hugged by Qian'er.

Zhao Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at his wife.

Zhao Qianer was quite satisfied with the "legal rights and interests" she had fought for.

But at this moment, after Brother Rong'er withdrew his hand, he kept looking at the young lady's face with caution, which made her feel a little itchy.

Suddenly, the little girl nodded and muttered to herself:

"No, I have to go back and check carefully to see if there is anything missing from someone's closet besides the small piece of clothing above. Well, it's very likely..."

Concubine Zhao Ling's pretty face turned dark.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes.

In addition to the above, what else can be missing? To complete the upper and lower sets?

"Zhao Qian'er!"

This time, Concubine Zhao Ling's face turned pale. Without saying anything more, she walked straight forward and tore the mouth of this naughty girl.

"Hmm." Zhao Qian'er shrank her head and quickly hid behind Zhao Rong, using him as a cover. "Brother Rong'er, save me. Woohoo, the young lady is going to kill again to silence the witnesses."

Zhao Rong smiled bitterly and shook her head, "Auntie, can't you stop teasing Qingjun? Do you dare to touch her tiger whiskers again?"

However, he still acted like a peacemaker, protecting the eager-eyed little girl behind him and stopping the angry woman.

"Stop it, stop it, Qingjun, don't bother with Qian'er, she's just a girl who knows nothing..."

Zhao Qian'er leaned on Rong'er's broad shoulders and hid behind him.

Her face was filled with joy, and she happily held the corner of the man's clothes with both hands.

Then, the little girl stood on tiptoe, poked her head out from behind Zhao Rong's shoulder, and raised her proud little chin towards her mistress, a little bit boastful.

"Zhao Ziyu!"

Zhao Lingfei suddenly gave a tender rebuke, and all the movements of her body stopped.

She closed her autumn eyes gently, and the light between the slits fell on Zhao Rong's face.

Danger!

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched.

He looked at the woman who was obviously angry and called him by his name, and suddenly became silent.

What Zhao Rong didn't expect was that Concubine Zhao Ling's tone softened again, but what she said...

"Husband, get out of the way."

Her tone was soft and gentle.

Zhao Rong moved away without thinking.

Without waiting for the boastful little girl to react, he quickly walked to the side of Concubine Zhao Lingfei and looked at Qian'er with her.

This time, he stood firmly on the side of his wife.

Zhao Rong said earnestly, "Qian'er, although you don't understand many things, you can't just talk nonsense. You have to learn to be responsible for your words. Just treat this as a small lesson. Ahem, Qingjun, don't you agree?"

He glanced at his wife's face again, and it seemed as if she was half-smiling. This is difficult, Zhao Rong thought to himself.

Zhao Qianer: “…”

Today was the first time a man held the little girl's hand, and for the first time I deeply experienced the meaning of what the sisters said, "Men are all pigs."

Woohoo, Rong'er is also a big pig's hoof, stinky Rong'er...

The little girl, who didn't believe it before, now stared at the unfaithful man with her peach blossom eyes, tears in her eyes.

Zhao Rong blinked.

He looked away reluctantly and reached out to hold Qingjun's hand.

Concubine Zhao Ling snorted and withdrew her hand.

Zhao Rong withdrew his hand in dismay and tried again to stop the fight but failed. "Xiao Qian'er, I'm sorry, I can't save you..."

Concubine Zhao Ling glanced at her husband who had become completely obedient and didn't say anything.

Next second.

She moved in an instant and went to teach her personal maid who had been particularly disobedient today a lesson.

Zhao Qian'er: "Miss, don't come over here! Wuuuuuu..."

Zhao Rong covered his eyes with his hands.

However, a pair of curious eyes still appeared between his fingers.

Hiss, so this is how women fight each other...

Not long.

The mistress cleaned up, and the drama of the personal maid who relied on the master's favor to act unscrupulously, mischievously, and even climbed up the roof to rob the tiles came to an end.

To Zhao Rong, who was watching from the sidelines, the whole process could be condensed into one word and four tones.

Zhao Qianer: “Woo woo woo!”

Zhao Qianer: “Woo woo woo?”

Zhao Qianer: “Woo woo woo~”

Zhao Qianer: "Woo, woo, woo..."

Right now.

Zhao Rong glanced at Qian'er, who was following Zhao Lingfei obediently like a wilted eggplant, and a look of apology appeared on his face.

His eyes fell on the little girl's face, which seemed to be rounder, and he asked tentatively:

"Are you okay, Qian'er?"

As he spoke, Zhao Rong raised his hand and wanted to touch it.

Bang!

Zhao Qian'er slapped the heartless Rong'er's hand and glared at him fiercely, "Stinky Rong'er, wuwuwu."

"Um?"

Zhao Lingfei, who was walking in front, turned her head to the back.

Zhao Qian'er behind immediately wilted again.

The little girl had no choice but to bow her head to the 'husband of evil forces', "Brother Rong'er, it's okay, wuwu, Qian'er is okay."

Zhao Rong looked at her little face again with concern. It had just been kneaded and rolled into a square shape by some bare hands like dough.

"Are you really alright?"

Zhao Qian'er sniffed with her round, red face, "It's really...it's okay."

"That's good."

Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly came, with a tone neither light nor heavy.

"Brother Rong'er, you just said that you left the academy to look for Qian'er, but why did you drag her to this street?"

Zhao Lingfei said softly.

Zhao Rong's breathing was slightly stagnant.

There was thunder in his chest, but his face was calm.

"Oh, it's like this. Just before I went out, I saw you from afar. I was curious about where you were going, so when I went out, I saw Qian'er looking at this street corner, so I pulled her to find you."

Zhao Rong chuckled and replied.

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded slightly, her eyes fell on her husband's face, and she calmed down.

Zhao Rong looked normal.

He turned around casually and glanced at the entrance of the alley.

There was a stream of people passing by outside, but there were only three of them in the alley.

Zhao Rong turned around, as if he remembered something, and chuckled as if he was about to speak.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly asked, "Who is Xiaoxiao?"

As soon as these words came out.

Zhao Rong closed his mouth and looked at his wife.

The air in the alley seemed to be trapped in a quagmire of silence, making him feel a deathly silence.

At this time, the two looked at each other.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three... Zhao Rong smiled, took a step forward, and walked straight past Zhao Lingfei, who had a calm look in her eyes.

He reached forward.

"She is a little...maid, adorable and lovely."

Zhao Rong pinched Qian'er's red face and smiled brightly at his wife.

Zhao Qianer: “…”

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at the two of them quietly.