The young scholar, who was shouted at by a girl in blue to "hurry up", ran happily to find a cushion for her.

When he came back, he saw that the table in the hall was already very lively:

Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin, Jia Tengying and others have already stood up to greet them. Qingjun and Xiao Qian'er are walking to the table and serving the dishes elegantly.

A group of people seemed to have just started a conversation, and were just beginning to speak a few words, talking and laughing.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei had a dignified appearance, a beautiful face with a little makeup on. Her snow-white skin had a charming blush, and her complexion was very good, as if she had been moisturized a lot recently. However, this was probably only known to the "culprit"... Well, Xiao Qian'er, who likes to find out the secrets, might have discovered it as well.

Her autumn eyes were shining, and she had a polite and friendly smile on her pretty face. She was generous and elegant. She was wearing a lotus-white chest-length skirt, and her waist was as straight as a sword, which made her figure look slender and tall. Overall, she gave people a fairy-like and outstanding feeling, which was eye-catching.

Zhao Rong pretended to have just noticed his wife coming, and immediately showed a surprised smile and went to greet her.

"Qingjun, Qian'er, thank you for your hard work."

He considerately took the tray from Xiao Qian'er's hand, held it for her and Qingjun, and served the dishes.

Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head when she heard that, took a plate of food and placed it aside, then looked at Xiao Qian'er, then smiled and turned her gaze to the teachers and friends brought by her husband.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Rong immediately and enthusiastically introduced Zhu Yourong and others to Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qianer.

He stretched out his hands and gently held the waists of his two wives, smiling:

"Qingjun, Qian'er, this is Mr. Zhu whom I often mentioned to you. He is the calligraphy teacher of our Mochi Academy. He has been very caring towards me these days, and I feel like we are old friends right away..."

Concubine Zhao Ling held up her bare hands and nodded, "Hello, Mr. Zhu. I am Zi Yu's wife. There is no need to be polite today. Just call me Concubine Ling..."

"Ling Fei, I often hear Zi Yu mention you, and now we finally meet. You are a hundred times more beautiful than Zi Yu said." Zhu Yourong chuckled and nodded, looking at this woman with autumn eyes who was arrogant but not overbearing, cold but not distant.

Zhao Rong: "This is Yushu and Tengying. No need to introduce them. You know them, but Qian'er probably hasn't seen them many times..."

Zhao Lingfei: "Yushu, Tengying, don't be too reserved, treat it as home."

Zhao Rong: "This is Senior Yu, you know him too. He has nothing to do today, so he happily came here with Mr. Zhu."

Concubine Zhao Ling glanced at the familiar stern-faced girl with a smile, and she didn't look happy at all, but she still smiled, nodded, and called out.

Zhao Rong: "This is Brother Xue You, my husband's classmate..."

"Ms. Xueyou."

Zhao Lingfei's slender waist was gently embraced by Zhao Rong. At this time, under his introduction, she held it up with her bare hands, bent slightly from time to time, and greeted the teachers and friends brought by her husband.

Zhao Lingfei's voice was crisp and clear, like a summer wind chime, and as pleasant as the sound of fairies. She was polite and calm, and for a moment, she became the focus of everyone's attention on the field.

"This is Jingzi, Mr. Zhu's servant. Well, this cushion is for her. The little girl is a little short, so she needs some cushioning."

At this time, Zhao Rong smiled and winked at Qingjun, then handed the cushion in his hand to Jingzi.

altitude?

"Which little seedling is the altitude? Hey, are you saying something bad about me?" The girl in blue took the cushion and looked at Zhao Rong with suspicion.

"What bad words?" Zhao Rong looked at her in confusion.

"Humph, don't think I don't know! You must mean that I'm short."

Standing quietly with his arms folded, he glances at someone arrogantly.

Zhao Rong really wanted to nod and praise her for being so smart, but he held back.

He couldn't help laughing at this moment and shook his right index finger:

"I didn't say that, you said it."

"you!"

The girl in blue glared and started playing with Zhao Rong.

Seeing that her husband was still arguing and playing with the little girl like a child, Concubine Zhao Ling curled the corners of her lips slightly and shook her head. She shifted her eyes and glanced at the cushion on the stool of the girl in blue. The next second she turned her eyes again and looked at the petite figure next to Jingzi.

I saw that this was a beautiful girl with a pair of clear and charming fox eyes that made it difficult to look away.

The pretty girl was sitting on a cushion that seemed to be brought for her by Brother Rong'er. She just stood up at this moment, with her hands behind her back. She looked at him with an evasive and timid look.

Seeing Concubine Zhao Ling looking at her, Su Xiaoxiao subconsciously shrank back.

The little fox demon lowered his head slightly, staring blankly at the pure white jade tied around Zhao Lingfei's waist. The white jade was adorned with a purple tassel, floating in the air, embellishing the graceful waist of this excellent and powerful fairy who was as good as the Nine Heavens Goddess.

She recognized it, whether it was white jade or purple tassel.

The former was engraved with the five characters "Beautiful Jade Embellished with Silk Tassels". The little fox demon had taken a peek at it when her lover was asleep.

The latter is one of the two, “purity” and “inaction”, and she played with them.

At this moment.

"Have we met before?"

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled at Su Xiaoxiao.

The field quickly became quiet.

A certain young scholar who had been stealing glances at the lady also stopped talking, and even when Jingzi jumped off the chair to touch his toes, he didn't react.

Madam, are you... making a statement? A declarative tone!

"Ah..." Su Xiaoxiao suddenly came back to her senses.

The two little hands on her waist were clenched together, turning pale. She stared blankly at the smiling Zhao Lingfei and stammered a few times, "...ah, you...you know me?"

Concubine Zhao Ling thought about it, nodded, and then shook her head.

"Ling Fei, she is Su Xiaoxiao."

At this time, Zhao Rong suddenly stepped forward and introduced Zhao Lingfei with a smile.

"Yes... yes." He paused.

"I asked Xiaoxiao to come with me. She is Jingzi's good friend and she just happened to come and play with Jingzi this afternoon."

Zhu Yourong rolled up her right sleeve and suddenly took a step forward: "This girl... I like her very much. She is well-behaved, sensible, and lovable. By the way, Xiaoxiao also lives in Taiqing Mansion. Ziyu said she would treat us to dinner this afternoon, so I brought Jingzi and her along."

The woman in Confucian clothes narrowed her eyes and chuckled, her tone a little embarrassed: "Ling Fei, you shouldn't mind, right?"

Concubine Zhao Lingfei's face was calm. She turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao, who also stared at the former's autumn eyes with her fox eyes.

They looked at each other for a while.

The two of them didn't know what they were thinking.

Zhao Rong held his breath, his heart suddenly tensed.

The atmosphere on the field was quiet for a moment, but for Zhao Rong, this moment was longer than a day and almost cost him his life.

Looking at Qingjun's calm and beautiful profile, he suddenly became suspicious. In an instant, a myriad of clues suddenly came to his mind. Did Qingjun know...

At this moment, Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head.

"I don't mind."

She said softly, then looked away and smiled at Zhu Yourong.

Zhao Rong felt relieved, but the next second, Qingjun's words made his heart skip a beat.

"But I think I've seen you before."

Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her head slightly and squinted her eyes as she spoke.

Then, she reached out and held the arm of her husband who seemed a little nervous, and exhaled softly, "Well, Mr. Zhu said that you are also in Taiqing Mansion?"

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhao Lang, who was being held affectionately by Concubine Zhao Ling, and nodded slightly.

Concubine Zhao Ling leaned forward slightly, as if carefully examining the fox-eyed girl in front of her:

"You are very beautiful, Miss Su. I must have seen you in Taiqing Mansion... I was quite impressed."

She paused, then asked with a smile, "Well, have you seen me?"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head and lowered her eyes:

"No, but you have seen me... Maybe I was distracted and didn't see you. Sorry, but I have heard of you. I hear you often. Zhao... Fairy Zhao, you are also very beautiful, much more beautiful than Xiaoxiao, and you are also very powerful..."

The tip of her delicate nose was slightly red, and it seemed that her nose was a little blocked at this moment. She sniffed and said, "Very impressive, very impressive. They all say that you are the most outstanding woman in Taiqing Mansion, much more impressive than... much more impressive than a little fox demon like me."

"Many men in Taiqing Prefecture like you... I finally saw you today." Su Xiaoxiao paused, raised her head, and glanced at Zhao Rong, who was holding Zhao Lingfei's arm and remained silent. A romantic smile suddenly appeared on her little face:

"Mr. Zhao, you are really amazing to be able to marry... such a fairy. You two are also a perfect match, which makes people... envy you."

Someone pursed his lips.

The people who were chatting were actually paying attention to this place secretly. At this moment, they all fell silent tacitly.

There was silence at the table for a while.

A certain autumn-eyed woman curved her lips slightly and turned to look at her husband. The next second, she was about to open her red lips, but someone else got there first.

"Little girl, I think so too... it's really amazing." Someone nodded in agreement.

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words and looked to the side.

Suddenly someone agreed...

It’s Zhao Rong.

He broke the silence, but also created an even more dead silence.

My goodness, this one... is quite iron...

Many people opened their eyes slightly.