The layout of the first floor of Zuixianlou is centered on the stage, with tables and seats arranged in a circular shape surrounding it.

The lobby on the first floor is spacious.

Between the different booths, there are two elegant and small screens with pictures of ladies, and three or four potted green plants as embellishments.

A group of young girls in their tuxedos and bare feet were moving lightly between the seats, serving tea and wine, and laying out dishes for the distinguished guests who had arrived tonight.

The arrival of Zhao Rong, Zhao Qian'er, Gu Yiwu and others did not attract much attention from the guests in the lobby on the first floor. Only the gauze maid who came forward to greet them had a bright smile.

All the guests were eagerly waiting for the figure of a prostitute on the stage who was the most beautiful prostitute in Xingzi Town.

Zhao Rong rolled up his sleeves and walked slowly. When he passed by the stage which was filled with fairy air but had no human figures yet, he tilted his head to take a look.

He walked leisurely to a corner of the hall away from the stage and sat down at an empty table on the periphery.

Zhao Rong reached out, closed the menu spread out on the table, and pushed it away.

He turned around and smiled at the gauze maid.

"Bring up the most expensive tea, wine and dishes you have here."

This nonchalant tone made the gauze maid's eyes light up, and her tone suddenly became enthusiastic.

The guests at the surrounding tables also looked sideways.

The students took their seats one after another.

The man with the sword who had been following silently seemed a little bored. After saying hello to Zhao Rong, he went to the deck outside the hall to get some fresh air.

Zhao Qian'er stood quietly behind Zhao Rong's chair.

Gu Yiwu looked a little surprised and said, "Zi Yu is really generous today. This is the most expensive meal here. The tea alone is not cheap."

Zhao Rong waved his hands and said curiously, "It's not me who invited you."

“…”

Gu Yiwu's mouth twitched. If you're not treating us, why are you the first to order dishes, and order so lavishly?

Even though they complained in their hearts, Gu Yiwu and other students of Justice Hall came from prominent families and were not short of money, so they smiled helplessly and said nothing.

Zhao Rong also smiled without saying anything and did not explain anything.

Gu Yiwu turned his head to look at the stage being set up, and thought about what Zhao Rong had just said in the Xuan box, and became thoughtful.

Soon, the gauze maid brought all the expensive immortal food.

The atmosphere among the group gradually became relaxed, everyone drank, picked up their chopsticks and chatted casually.

It was just Zhao Qian'er who stood beside Zhao Rong, picking up food and serving him tea, busying herself like a real maid.

It's not like the students of Justice Hall haven't been served by maids and servants since they were young. Everyone is familiar with this "extravagant and extravagant" life. However, for a person like Zhao Rong, to be served in every detail of meals by a spoiled daughter of Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion, in the eyes of those who know about it, the ostentation is simply too outrageous.

Although everyone knew the various reasons and had seen some of Fairy Zhao's hard work on the way to Dali, the casual atmosphere between classmates at the table gradually became a little awkward.

From time to time, everyone looked at the calm and composed person, and Zhao Qian'er, who was busy picking up food and feeding Zhao Rong with a focused face.

Gu Yiwu came back to his senses from his thoughts, turned around, and noticed this scene.

He looked at it for a while and couldn't help but suggest:

"Tzuyu, why don't you let Fairy Zhao sit down and have dinner with us? Let her run around like this... your situation makes us feel really uncomfortable."

Zhao Rong immediately turned around and took the opportunity to protest to a certain hardworking little girl:

"Did you hear that? It's not just your brother Rong'er who's uncomfortable. Others can't stand it either."

He paused, then begged helplessly, "Good Qian'er, please let me go and stop feeding me."

Zhao Qian'er frowned and tilted her head, "No, I'll listen to you on everything else, but not on these things."

The girl's unique clear voice fell.

She moved gracefully and skillfully. She put down her chopsticks, picked up a pure silver spoon with two fingers of her right hand, scooped up a dish in front of her, then took it with her left hand and brought it to Zhao Rong's mouth.

"Try the glutinous rice porridge from Lingyu Fudi Xianmibao. Didn't you say you felt a little uncomfortable in your stomach yesterday? Then eat something softer."

Everyone: “…”

Zhao Rong sighed, but still opened his mouth skillfully. His body was very honest and he took a bite of the soft rice to warm his stomach.

Bow to this evil feudal force.

Zhao Qian'er's pair of peach blossom eyes curved like crescent moons, and she nodded her head in satisfaction. She picked up the green bamboo chopsticks and picked up other delicacies that Zhao Rong liked to eat.

However, under the sighing gazes of the students, she explained it as if no one was around.

"You promised me before that as long as I'm by your side, you just need to read your books and do your things, and I'll take care of other daily chores. You... don't try to cheat now."

Zhao Rong couldn't help but wonder, "When did I promise you?"

Zhao Qian'er spoke without thinking: "Four years, three months and five days ago, the young lady and I went back to the mansion to see you. In the study, you...you were so thin that you didn't look like a human. You didn't know how to take care of yourself at all."

She bit her pink lips lightly, her eyes drooping, as if recalling some old memories.

Zhao Rongdi shuddered subconsciously. Why did he feel like... he had offended a little ancestor who should not be offended in his life?

Wow, a little girl like you can remember things that happened so long ago so clearly, how good is your memory?

Doesn't that mean that Xiao Qian'er will always remember everything she promised to her, even for the rest of her life... How can she live her life if she keeps everything in mind?

Zhao Rong felt a little sad in his heart, and suddenly felt that the delicious soft rice she served to him was no longer tasty.

Wait, no wonder when she was hugging Xiao Qian'er on the Xinghe Ancient Road, she was still mumbling something like "I am finally the second wife"...

Auntie, this happened when we were four or five years old, right?

At this moment, Zhao Rong didn't dare to speak.

Seeing his cowardly look, Zhao Qian'er smiled sweetly.

Zhao Rong became even more frightened.

Suddenly, he remembered that when he had just awakened his past life memories at the beginning of the year, Zhao Qian'er took care of his life in every detail.

However, Zhao Rong, whose memories were not fully integrated at that time, thought that this was his halo, and that he had traveled through time and space and had obtained a clever, sensible and quiet little girl.

It turns out...it’s all a robbery.

The students around saw that their protest was futile and instead they were fed a lot of dog food, so they could only shake their heads and sigh, continuing to pick up food and make jokes.

There is a superior person among us...

About an incense stick later.

Zhao Rong is chatting with Gu Yiwu.

The latter glanced at the stage that had just been set up in the center of the hall, and the burly man spoke with a teasing tone.

"Tzuyu, you brought us down here to watch the fun, maybe you want to try and see if you can win the beauty?"

He pointed at Zhao Rong with his index finger and shook his head.

The tall and thin student named Ziming couldn't help but interrupt, "Mr. Zhao, we can make a fuss, but we can't drive up the prices. After all, Dali is close to our Duyou City."

Zhao Rong did not answer, but asked casually: "Brother Yiwu and all the brothers don't want to marry the beauty?"

Gu Yiwu immediately shook his head, straightened his back, and said seriously:

"After all, this brothel girl has been tainted by the world. How could her family allow us to take her back? Besides, although we have many students with special talents in Justice Hall, they are all serious scholars now. You have returned as a prodigal son. Ziyu, you may be a playboy, but please don't make fun of us."

He looked around at his classmates in his own academy and said, "Don't you think so?"

“That’s right.”

"Alas, I was ignorant and reckless before, but now I have become indifferent."

The students of Justice Hall responded one after another.

Thus, a group of serious scholars drew a clear line between themselves and a student named Zhao.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong turned around and couldn't help but look at them with admiration.

I never realized this before.

He nodded and said casually: "Okay, it's good to think so. Let's not get involved in this fun, just watch..."

Suddenly at this moment, a door on the east side of the first floor lobby that prevented guests from entering or exiting was opened from the inside.

There were some figures in fluttering dresses appearing somewhere.

“Hua La La—”

The entire Zuixianlou hall suddenly became noisy, and the volume of voices became much louder.

The guests in the room were talking about it.

"It's Fairy Luoxiu."

"The little fairy Luoxiu is here."

"Haha, I never had the chance to see it before, so today I can really feast my eyes on it..."

The lobby on the first floor was very noisy.

The suddenly opened east gate was not far from the corner where Zhao Rong was.

Everyone looked over there subconsciously.

I saw a fairy-like girl with flying fairy hair and wearing a silk dress walking leisurely into the first floor hall.

From a distance, what is impressive are her star-like eyes and snow-white skin.

As the fairy-like girl looked around, the entire hall seemed to become brighter.

The guests looked at her intently.

Zhao Rong, who had seen many beauties, raised his eyebrows slightly at first glance.

He turned his head and looked at Zhao Qian'er tacitly.

Is this woman Luo Xiu? Pure White Cold Palace Physique?

"Well, isn't it hairy? You're just talking nonsense."

The little girl looked at it carefully and muttered something softly.

Zhao Rong choked on his tea when he heard this and quickly coughed to cover up his embarrassment.

How could he explain himself? He could only turn around and take a closer look at this gorgeous girl who was indeed hairy.

But in the next second, Zhao Rong caught a glimpse of a burly man next to him.

At the moment, he seemed to have a dazed expression, staring with his eyes as big as copper bells, without blinking.

The students of the Justice Hall around Zhao Qian'er couldn't help but look at her sideways.

"Zi... Ziyu, this beauty is the fairy Luoxiu?"

Gu Yiwu and the others followed the movement of this stunning girl, and they couldn't help but utter a word through their slightly opened mouths.

Zhao Rong even leaned back in his chair, picked up a cup of hot tea that Qian'er had blown over, and pursed his lips.

He glanced at serious scholars such as Gu Yiwu.

Well, both the words "Yiren" are used.

You are worthy of it.

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