Li Mingyi came in front of Zhao Rong and the other man, saying that he was sending them out of the palace on behalf of the emperor's sister-in-law.

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu naturally agreed.

Before leaving the corridor with Li Mingyi, Zhao Rong, who was walking at the back, turned back quietly and glanced at the direction where the little emperor was being escorted away.

In this life, the first person he held hands with was indeed Qingjun, but in his previous life, there were still regrets in his heart.

I had expressed this regret to Su Xiaoxiao on the way to Duyou.

I regret not holding the hand of the girl who squatted down and looked up at him...

Maybe it’s because of inferiority complex, or because I couldn’t make a promise at that time, or because it was too heavy to bear.

"You...are much better than me..."

The young scholar turned around, rubbed his face, and left.

Not long after, the three met the long-awaited Li Bai at the gate of the front hall of Weiyang Palace. The latter was asking for wine and bragging to a little palace maid with his back to them.

"Little girl, have you seen this sword?" Li Bai asked seriously.

"Yes."

He nodded, "I can split Wangquezhou in half with just one sword."

"Who is Wangquezhou? Or is it a place name?" the little palace maid was curious.

“……”Li Bai.

He sighed and changed his position holding the sword, "Alas, little girl, you have long hair but little knowledge."

"Isn't your hair long too?"

"... Let me put it another way. I can split your Dali in half with just one sword."

Little palace maid: “???”

Dali: Are you polite?

“…”

As soon as Zhao Rong and others approached, they heard this conversation that made someone feel very embarrassed.

Zhao Rong blushed when he noticed the strange looks from Gu Yiwu and Li Mingyi. "Uncle Xiaobai, you have been using this phrase to trick me into buying wine since I was a child. Why are you still using it again? You think you can conquer the world with one trick, right?"

Zhao Rong said apologetically to the two people beside him, "Wait a moment," and walked forward.

Li Bai was holding his sword and bending over, with a look of lechery on his face as if he was trying to trick the little girl into looking at the goldfish: "Isn't that great? Well, I'm at a disadvantage. Now I'll give you a chance to touch it. All you have to do is get me another pot of wine. How about that?"

Zhao Rong was speechless and interrupted quietly, "Uncle, can we go back and embarrass ourselves?"

Li Bai squinted his eyes, "Oh, you're back."

He stretched out his hand towards Zhao Rong, "Where's your conscience? Where's the wine?"

Zhao Rong ignored him at first and apologized to the maid. The latter nodded. However, when she saw the man in the dragon robe not far behind Zhao Rong, she ran away quickly.

Zhao Rong then said, "I have a conscience... No, the wine is here. I'll get it for you. I'll give it to you when I get back. You're leaving now."

Li Bai nodded with satisfaction, "You still have some wine."

Zhao Rong: “…”

Behind him, Li Mingyi glanced at the man holding the sword.

Afterwards, Zhao Rong took Li Bai and Gu Yiwu and followed Li Mingyi away.

The four of them walked in silence, turning left and right, and after half a quarter of an hour, they finally left the palace.

Zhao Rong and others parted ways with Li Mingyi outside the tall palace gate.

On the way back to the mansion.

Zhao Rong took out the palace wine from the Xumi object and gave it to Li Bai, who drank it happily.

Zhao Rong clapped his hands and couldn't help but turned around and said, "Brother Yiwu, why does it feel like we are leaving the palace so slowly? It's much slower than when we entered the palace."

Gu Yiwu: "Didn't you notice that Li Mingyi walks very methodically?"

Zhao Rong recalled and nodded.

Gu Yiwu whispered:

"I asked someone about this Li Mingyi. It is said that every time he went to the palace, whether it was for court or for other purposes, he would take a fixed route. He always followed the same route, and even his pace and frequency were the same. He had been doing this for more than ten years without any deviation.

"I heard that someone in the palace once carefully observed Li Mingyi walking. Not only did he not take his eyes off him, but every step he took was exactly where he walked last time. As long as he didn't change his shoes, he would be accurate to the millimeter. So much so that every day when he went to court, he spent the same amount of time walking in the palace."

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look back and glance at the direction where the man in the python robe left.

After a moment, he smiled and said, "Interesting."

Gu Yiwu also agreed and shook his head. "I thought it was an exaggeration before, but I didn't expect it to be true. This shows the character and will of this person."

The two of them savored the food and then arrived at the mansion to rest.

Zhao Rong first returned to the courtyard where he had chosen to live during the day. Xiao Qian'er had been waiting for a long time. Zhao Rong was not there, so she dozed off on the steps at the door, and her nose was about to burst with snot bubbles from idleness.

Seeing Brother Rong'er and Uncle Xiaobai finally coming back, Xiao Qian'er jumped up and went to greet them.

Zhao Rong glanced at the courtyard house that had been cleaned and tidied up.

There are three rooms in the yard. Zhao Rong and Xiao Qian'er live in the main house, Uncle Xiaobai lives in the east wing, and the remaining west wing was given to Su Qingdai by Xiao Qian'er.

At this time, he did not see the figure of a woman in a black dress.

"By the way, where is Fairy Su?"

Xiao Qian'er was circling around Zhao Rong with her hands behind her back, sniffing his body quietly. It seemed that she didn't detect any rouge smell, and she nodded with satisfaction.

Hearing this, the little girl snorted in a good mood, "Hmm, who knows, she ran out not long after you went out in the evening, and I don't know what she did."

Her black pearl-like eyes turned left and right, and she giggled, "Did she run away? Don't worry, Rong'er. Leave her alone for now. Let's take a night's rest. Let Fairy Su run a little longer. It would be boring if she was caught all at once."

She waved her little hand.

Looking at Xiao Qian'er's excited face, Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, but he didn't care.

Afterwards, Xiao Qian'er couldn't contain her lively personality and suggested that since it was still early, they should go for a stroll in the busy streets of Hanjing.

Li Bai slammed the table and agreed without saying a word.

Zhao Rong was speechless and shook his head to refuse. He had to go and discuss matters with Gu Yiwu and the others later.

Xiao Qian'er pouted and didn't want to go anymore, but under Uncle Xiaobai's resentful gaze, she still took him shopping for clothes.

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head, packed up his things, and went out to look for Gu Yiwu and the students of Justice Hall.

It took about an hour and a half.

In a room, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu had a detailed chat with the students about the meeting with Dugu tonight. Afterwards, everyone discussed the Fengshan Ceremony with their own opinions, and then arranged and distributed their respective tasks for the next few days before dispersing.

Zhao Rong rolled up his sleeves and returned to the yard where he stayed easily. From a distance he saw that the yard was dark.

"This playful girl, why don't you come back?"

He smiled and shook his head, pushed open the courtyard door, and walked leisurely into the main house.

In the dark room, Zhao Rong took out a fire starter, blew away the sparks, and lit the oil lamp on the eight-immortals table. The orange flame flashed instantly, but the next second, with a snap, the candlelight suddenly disappeared.

It turned out that it was the young Confucian scholar who grabbed the candle flame with his big hands.

He clenched his fist and extinguished the only light source in the room.

Because at the moment when the candlelight illuminated the room, Zhao Rong saw a dazzling white "thing" on the bed.

"Su... Fairy Su? What are you going to do?" Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched. The scene just now was enough to make someone get stye.

In the darkness, the woman tilted her head and said, "Go to sleep, and... I'll warm the bed for you."

When she spoke the last few words, her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"No, Fairy Su, don't you have a house?"

The woman's voice was clear and cold, but at this moment it carried a willful tone that only appeared to her true lover.

"That room was cold. When I came back, I saw you were not there, so I came here to look for you. I thought you might be cold too, so I... just warmed you up."

Zhao Rong frowned, his tone a little hard, "You have reached the Tianzhi realm, how can you still feel cold? Besides, I also have some minor cultivation, I have already cut off the cold and heat, I don't need Fairy Su to warm the bed."

He knew that this sentence sounded very straight-laced, the kind that meant he was destined to be alone, but he said it anyway.

The young scholar turned his head and looked outside. He was a little worried that Xiao Qian'er would come back now. This was really like catching someone in bed with someone else.

He looked down at his intact clothes and nodded.

Well, 'in bed', but not completely 'in bed'.

On the bed, Su Qingdai, who had mustered up the courage to do something bold, was stunned when she heard this.

She bit her red lips hard and stared at the figure of the man in front of the table in the dark.

"It's not my body that's cold, it's... my heart that's cold. Looking at that empty **** room, my heart also feels empty ****, and you... you're living with Miss Zhao."

Su Qingdai's tone was very serious.

"..."Zhao Rong.

Is that so straightforward? How can I give a straight answer?

The room fell silent.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the woman who was warming the quilt on the bed sat down and curled up.

She reached behind her head and untied her hairband, letting her long straight black hair fall down like a waterfall. Then she hugged her knees with her arms.

Zhao Rong watched silently, and suddenly had some guesses in his heart, was it because he saved her parents from Zhou Dufu's hands...

At this moment, the woman with a 'cold heart' lowered her head, stared at her arms, and whispered:

"Tzuyu, you promised me before that you would no longer call me Fairy Su."

Zhao Rong was speechless.

He looked at the woman who was looking down in the darkness and couldn't see her expression clearly, and was silent for a while.

"Okay, I forgot. It's my fault. I won't call you Miss Su... Miss Su anymore."

I couldn't help but soften my tone.

"Okay, Ziyu!" Su Qingdai's tone was filled with an indescribable little joy.

Just like a little girl who was rewarded with a candy by her parents when she was a child, she put the candy in her mouth and found that it tasted like her favorite fruit, so she smacked her lips and squinted her eyes sweetly.

Zhao Rong then remembered that he had held the candle with his fist, loosened his fist, and shook off the wick ash on his hand.

Su Qingdai's concerned voice came, "Did you get burned? Actually... you don't need to turn off the lights."

Zhao Rong didn't know whether her face turned red when she said the last few words, but the next second, the woman on the bed moved, and the sound of her getting out of bed could be heard.

He quickly turned his head and raised his hand, trying to block it from a distance, "Wait, don't come over here."

In front of the bed, the woman who was very confident about her proud figure stopped obediently, but stood up and faced the young scholar in front of the table.

She smiled and tilted her head. "That night, Tzuyu, didn't you see everything? And... you kept staring at a certain place. Don't think I didn't notice that all men are bad. You... you are the most special, but you are also a little bad. But I just can't hate you. I even like you inexplicably. Tzuyu, have I... have I become bad too? I wasn't like this before..."

As Su Qingdai spoke, her voice became softer and softer, and she buried her head in her chest, so that only her red ears could be seen.

Zhao Rong: “…”

The woman with her head buried in her chest seemed to raise her head quickly, stole a glance at him, her face turned even redder, and then continued to bury her head and whispered:

"Being bad together with Tzuyu doesn't seem so disgusting. It's just that Miss Zhao was there that night, and you liked to sneak a peek, but there were some things I couldn't do. Now she's gone, it's just you and me, and these... these will all be yours, Tzuyu, sooner or later, so I... I won't hide them, so why not show them to you sooner... just... just... just..."

Zhao Rong lowered his eyes and couldn't help asking, "Just what?"

Su Qingdai suddenly hugged her body with her hands, slowly curled up and stopped, but her head was raised.

She looked up at Zhao Rong, who seemed ready to run away at any moment, and said in a trembling voice, "As long as you don't despise Dai'er's innocent body that has been kept for twenty years, and as long as Dai'er has chosen the wrong man, then I will have no regrets and no fears... all... all belong to Ziyu..."

The woman's voice ended with a hint of crying.

The words fell.

Zhao Rong was stunned.

Su Qingdai sniffed, and seemed to lower her head and wipe her eyes with the back of her hand. Then she quickly stood up and trotted towards the man, begging, "You... don't leave, come back."

Zhao Rong was frightened when he saw this and took a few steps back.

He was afraid of being obsessed with her, and the next second he wanted to rush out and hide.

However, in a flash, Su Qingdai stopped moving and stood there with her head down.

Her naturally cold voice sounded again.

“Tzuyu, thank you.”

Zhao Rong also stopped opening the door, half alert and half puzzled, and turned back to ask: "What are you thanking me for?"

Su Qingdai burst into laughter, her brows and eyes beaming with joy: "My parents are back, and my clansmen are all safe! The warrior in the west listened to you and let my parents and them return to Nanxing County!"

Zhao Rong suddenly realized that he had almost forgotten about this matter, but in fact, it was quite simple for him to do it.

However, Zhao Rong also knew that this matter, which was a trivial matter to him, might be the most important thing in the life of the woman in front of him.

The young scholar could not help but take a look at the stunning woman not far away who seemed to be able to let out tears and laughter in front of him.

Su Qingdai stared at Zhao Rong without blinking, her chest heaving, and she was a little breathless with excitement. "I... I went to Ziwei Pavilion's deputy mansion in Hanjing in the evening, and used the Water Moon Mirror Flower Technique to contact Nanxing County. My parents are all fine. I talked to them for a long time..."

She happily confided her innermost thoughts to Zhao Rong. She was usually very cold in front of people during the day, but now, as she exposed her delicate body in front of him, she seemed to have endless things to say to him.

Zhao Rong stared into Su Qingdai's eyes and found that the light in her eyes did not seem fake when she mentioned "Dad" and "Mom".

He listened quietly for a while, and soon his shoulders relaxed.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Although Zhao Rong was still somewhat wary and suspicious of her, a woman who was so filial to her adoptive parents couldn't be that bad, right?

In the dark room, the young scholar suddenly moved, took the initiative to step forward, came to the front of the stunning woman, rolled up his sleeves, and wiped her tears.

The stunningly beautiful woman who was smiling through tears was stunned.

The young scholar pinched her nose and stared into her beautiful eyes, "Hurry up and put on your clothes, otherwise you will be punished by family law."

Family...family rules, isn't that just hitting that shameful place?

The eyes of the stunning woman with long straight black hair flickered.

"oh oh……"

Although she nodded in response, her movements were still a beat slow.

The young scholar narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction and raised his hand.

“Bang!”

“Mmmmm…”

"Let go, don't cover it. Are you still listening?"

"Listen...be obedient." She grasped his big hands pitifully with her two delicate hands.

Zhao Rong nodded with satisfaction.

Then... he glanced at the bed next to him.

Su Qingdai, who was the unattainable ice fairy on Mount Dali not long ago, now lowered her head.