The students of Taiqing Mansion had no idea that the beautiful figure left without a moment's delay in order to take advantage of the nice day to wash the bed and dry the quilt for her husband.

Some men could only stretch their necks and stare at Concubine Zhao Lingfei as she walked away, then they withdrew their gazes as if nothing had happened, or looked elsewhere or at other women in a disguised manner, and then they secretly strengthened their belief in practicing hard in their hearts, longing for the opportunity to stand shoulder to shoulder with her one day, rather than just looking at her back.

Even though this vision seems so remote and far-fetched in reality, even speaking it out loud would make one a laughing stock in the eyes of one's peers.

But if they work hard to improve themselves, then when Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes accidentally sweep over them one day, they will be able to straighten their backs without losing heart, and in front of her... maintain even a trace of strength.

But... I heard that she already has a husband, who is studying in the academy next door, and the two of them are childhood sweethearts, and seem to be... very affectionate. Maybe she is leaving the applause of the crowd without saying a word, without any regrets, just to go to her childhood sweetheart husband to seek praise...

The applause of tens of thousands of people is not as good as his smiling praise.

Could this be what the new and active Taoist Mr. Tao said when he gave a lecture not long ago: "The whole world praises him but he does not get encouraged; the whole world criticizes him but he does not get discouraged; he knows the difference between inside and outside, and he knows the realm of honor and disgrace"?

But why would she, with such a pure and Taoist heart, open up to just that one man?!

Some of the new students who were secretly glancing at the figure of the rumored unattainable senior sister descending the mountain couldn't help but feel a dull pain in their hearts.

So... even if they fought their way out of the encirclement with extremely slim hope and had a chance to catch up with her or even stand shoulder to shoulder with her, this cold and lonely woman who bloomed like a snow lotus, isolated from the world, would not leave any place for them, right?

Sure enough, a beautiful senior sister is like the toy you coveted as a child, which is always in the hands of other children. As for a stunning senior sister, she is even more of a limited time and limited edition... By the time you discover her, she has long been out of print. It's always like this.

But the next second, these disappointed brothers changed their minds and suddenly felt much better:

The senior brothers who were in the same class as Senior Sister Zhao were the ones who were really miserable, especially the evil Senior Brother Ji, who had a chance to catch up with Sister Zhao and even become her companion. He was also considered by outsiders to be a more suitable match for Senior Sister Zhao.

But now, they can never stand side by side, because the beauty has already been taken. For a female swordsman like Senior Sister Zhao, whose mind is as clear as glass, and her personality, once she has a crush on a man, what that means, everyone knows it, and this is what makes them extremely heartbroken and aggrieved.

Therefore, for Ji Qianyi, who had always had a tendency to get closer to Senior Sister Zhao, the most decent ending in the future would probably be to surpass Senior Sister Zhao, or to win fair and square against the man who took Senior Sister Zhao away in some aspects on some recognized occasion, and then leave his back to Senior Sister Zhao without looking back. Only in this way could he save some face and prove that it was not him who missed the opportunity, but she who missed the excellent him.

Otherwise, you will always be the object of gloating, pity and shame among the students of this generation, whenever you are mentioned.

Pity and regret are particularly fatal to the arrogant and proud chosen ones.

Who is the whetstone for whose sword... The current battle of morale is extremely important.

However, in today's year-end Qingyuntai competition, Senior Sister Zhao was ultimately more skilled. She lightly stepped on Ji Qianyi's proud head that was about to be raised, turned away without even looking at him, and temporarily suppressed him.

A-grade natal sword is still powerful...

At this moment, Zhao Lingfei, who was walking down the mountain briskly and happily, was unaware of the complicated gazes and sighs behind her. Even if she knew, she would not care... Well, actually, she would pay a little attention.

She would silently memorize some of them, and next time when she and Zhao Rong were talking in private, she would bring them out to scare her husband: Brother Rong, you have to study hard in the future; now you have to praise me; now you have to kiss me immediately... With a very fierce expression, she would scare him and make him obey immediately~

Concubine Zhao Ling left Qingyuntai and walked away.

She was in a good mood because she found another excuse to ask Mr. Bai for leave to go to Linlu Academy.

It's sunny today, and the house by the sea is humid, so my husband's quilt is getting moldy.

At the same time, Concubine Zhao Ling won the competition again and retained the top spot in the Haoran Realm of the Four Prefectures of Taiqing.

It's not unreasonable to ask for a day off, right?

She has a tall figure, and at this moment, she put her hands behind her back, imitating someone else, nodded slightly, and smiled slightly.

However, Zhao Lingfei's happy and graceful appearance at this moment made the atmosphere among the nine people with blurred faces at the top of Qingyuntai quite strange.

The students below couldn't see Zhao Lingfei's expression, but they, the powerful ones whose cultivation was not lower than the Nascent Soul Realm, saw it clearly. Combined with the rumors about this female genius in the palace today...

At this moment, beside the white clouds, one can vaguely see that eight of the nine people, dressed differently, are looking at the remaining person at the same time.

This figure was slender and very thin, wearing a snow-white shirt, but with a pitch-black belt tied around the waist. It was just hard to tell what his or her expression was...

…

Su Xiaoxiao set off.

Carrying her sachet and half a poem.

"Go to the gate of Taiqing Mansion and ring the bell. When Miss Lu comes, give her the sachet containing the poem and ask her... ask her to take it to Linlu Academy. Miss Lu must have Zhao Lang's contact information... I will come back and take a nap."

Before going out, Su Xiaoxiao walked back and forth in front of the dressing table, counting on her fingers and planning her route.

It was obviously a simple matter, but she tilted her head and thought about it. She originally planned to just meet Lu Wan, but the little fox demon finally jumped and sat on the embroidery cushion, took out the rouge and powder that had been unused for a long time, and put on a beautiful makeup that she was satisfied with before going out...

"Well, I saw Miss Lu and asked her to help me deliver the letter. She must not disturb Zhao Lang from studying..."

She pinched the sachet and nodded affirmatively.

Soon, he arrived at the north gate of Taiqing Mansion in the east city of Duyou City and took out the brass bell of Chen's Carriage and Horse Shop.

"Ding-ling-ling—ding-ling-ling—" It shook gently.

Su Xiaoxiao held the small sachet, looked down at the toes of her new cloth shoes, and waited quietly, rubbing her toes against the pebbles on the ground from time to time.

Today, she was wearing a pink men's suit, just like when she was on the Qingfengju ferry with Zhao Rong. Her pretty little face attracted many sidelong glances from passers-by.

Suddenly, a clear voice like the sound of an old man came from the Taiqing Palace behind her.

Words such as "Qingyun Competition", "Concubine Zhao Ling", and "No.1 Prodigy" can be faintly heard.

At the north gate of Taiqing Prefecture, most of the people coming and going suddenly stopped and looked sideways in a certain direction.

Immediately there was a lot of discussion.

"Hmm." The little fox demon chose an inconspicuous but still eye-catching place, and while the attention of everyone who was looking at her was diverted, she quickly raised her little head and looked at the road ahead. She looked far away, but there was no sign of Miss Lu and the dragon horse carriage. She lowered her head again to look at the ant beside her toes and waited quietly.

The bustle behind her seemed to have nothing to do with her. In fact, Su Xiaoxiao was quite familiar with some of the words in the following fragments, such as "Qingyuntai" and "Zhao Lingfei".

When she was drying her quilt, she often squinted her eyes and looked at the former, thinking that the sunlight on that high platform should be good, just like Qiantang Mountain, but it was a pity that she, a little fox demon, was not allowed to dry the quilt; as for the latter, Su Xiaoshi often heard people mention her when she was young. She was one of the famous female geniuses in Taiqing Mansion that the students often mentioned...

About half a quarter of an hour later, Lu Wan drove a carriage to the north gate of Taiqing Mansion.

"Here, here~ Miss Lu!" Su Xiaoxiao jumped and waved her hands, calling Lu Wan. After the two made eye contact, she happily came forward.

In her sight, Miss Lu was still the same as before, with wheat-colored skin, a sunny smile, and a sweat towel around her neck, which made Su Xiaoxiao feel inexplicably close to her.

She was riding such a tall and scary dragon colt, but she looked very heroic and elegant. Su Xiaoxiao was quite envious and felt that the dragon colt seemed even more majestic than the previous Dahuang.

The little fox demon also wanted to ride a big horse, but every time Zhao Lang turned over and told her to ride the big horse, as a result, while riding, he would become confused and start riding her... Bad Zhao Lang!

After listening carefully to Su Xiaoxiao's somewhat disorganized instructions, Lu Wan took the sachet, looked at her reluctant eyes, thought for a moment and asked, "Miss Su, are you sure you don't want to go with me?"

"No... I won't go to see stinky Zhao Lang." The little fox demon seemed to have remembered someone's bad deeds and hesitated to speak, saying dryly.

She paused and added, "Let him study quietly, otherwise he will say Xiao Xiao disturbed his studies and is a vixen, looking for excuses to bully me..."

"And didn't you say he told you he was going down the mountain?"

Su Xiaoxiao, who rarely put on makeup before going out, turned her eyes away, not looking at Lu Wan, and raised her little hand and waved gently.

Lu Wan was slightly startled, and looking at her little appearance, she couldn't help laughing. At the same time, although she was not in love, it was hard not to figure out the little thoughts of some girls.

She suppressed the corners of her mouth and frowned slightly, saying, "For love items like this kind of small sachet that have the meaning of amulets, it is better for women to deliver them personally, otherwise they will not work..."

"Hmm, really?" The little fox demon subconsciously raised her head and said with a slight surprise, but in the next second she realized that her reaction was too different from before. Su Xiaoxiao's cheeks were slightly red, and she shook her head again, "Forget it... forget it. And Miss Lu, didn't you just say that Zhao Lang had come to you before and said that he had gone down the mountain? It would be useless for me to go there."

Lu Wan smiled inwardly, looking at the unusually beautiful girl in men's clothing who seemed to be attractive to her, and advised:

"Yes, but he didn't say how long he would stay at the foot of the mountain. It's been a few days. What if he has already returned?"

Su Xiaoxiao was a little hesitant, pouting, looking left and right, "Still...still..."

Before she could finish saying "forget it", Lu Wan suddenly put away the sachet, turned around and jumped onto the carriage to leave.

"Wait, wait!" Su Xiaoxiao shouted subconsciously.

Lu Wan pretended not to hear and rode the horse faster.

"Miss Lu, Miss Lu, don't go. I... I'm going, I'm going! I'm going, don't go!" The simple and innocent little fox demon became anxious and jumped on the spot.

Lu Wan stopped moving suddenly, tilted her head, looked at her with a half-smile, pretended to frown and said, "Why not just forget it."

When Su Xiaoxiao saw her smiling face, she realized that Lu Wan was teasing her before, but the words had already been spoken, so she was reluctant to take them back. Besides, she really missed Zhao Lang very much.

Su Xiaoxiao hung her head in embarrassment, tapping the ground with the tip of her right foot, chasing a certain unfortunate little ant around, making it spin in circles. Just like her chaotic thoughts at the moment.

Not long after, a carriage with the name Chen's Horse and Coach Company started moving slowly, but this time there was a little fox demon holding a sachet on the carriage.

She propped up her chin and couldn't help but mutter to the girl driving the horse with her back to her, mumbling:

"I... I'm not going to disturb him from studying. I'm just going to personally give him an effective scent sachet that I've embroidered for a long time... I won't say a word to him when we meet. I'll just throw the sachet away and leave. But if he says Xiaoxiao is a vixen and wants to punish her, I'll bite him! Well, if he's not here... I'll just wash and dry his quilt and leave."

"Okay, let's go!"

Lu Wan, with her tanned skin, started to laugh, trying to suppress her smile.

This young couple is really something. They are so reluctant to part with each other, but they dragged on for two or three months and refused to see each other. Ah, I really can't stand it. Mr. Zhao is so generous. He solicits customers to take care of my business. I have to help him! She smiled and shook her head.

The horse-driving girl, who never made a fuss about her good deeds, was in a good mood. She looked up at Qiu Yang and raised her hand to whip.

The nimble dragon horse pulled the carriage away, heading towards the place in Duyou where the sound of reading was the loudest in the city.

…

A hundred miles away from Duyou City, an ancient academy complex with music and singing for thousands of years stretches among green waters and green mountains.

She was dressed in white, with a graceful figure and tall stature, and came to the gate of Linlu Academy with her hands behind her back.

She registered at the concierge and gave the name of a Confucian scholar from Suixingtang. Her identity was a unique lady who was even more important than the world.

Zhao Lingfei hummed a nursery rhyme from her hometown as she walked along the way. She arrived at a school with ease and knocked gently on the door of the Dongli Cottage.

The one who opened the door was a somewhat cynical student in fancy clothes. In the yard, there was another tall and dull student squatting in the vegetable garden with a book in his hand. At this time, the student in fancy clothes was slightly startled: "Hey, sister-in-law, why are you here?"

After greeting her husband's friends and roommates with a chuckle and explaining her intention, Concubine Zhao Lingfei went to the north room on her own and took out the key to her husband's room that she had prepared for checking on him.

She pushed the door open and entered the room. Not long after, she stepped out of the room again, carrying a quilt to wash...

The sunshine is really nice today.