A handsome young scholar was carrying a fox-eyed girl who was extremely beautiful but seemed to be not very smart down the mountain.

The latter looked dirty and soaked like a drowned rat, and was trying to grab the former's shoulder with his claws and teeth bared, waving his little fists as if threatening.

The scene of the two of them going down the mountain attracted countless strange looks from passers-by along the way.

An unfamiliar passerby might think that Zhao Rong was a weak scholar enslaved by a cunning and sinister little vixen.

At this time, the team led by Dugu and the young emperor of Dali was still staying in the wasteland under the Jiyue Mountain. There were many string musicians from the Music Bureau on the mountain road of Jiyue Mountain.

Many people know Zhao Rong's identity.

As a result, the attention attracted by the mountains along the way became more and more strange and complicated.

Although Su Xiaoxiao was naive and timid, she still had the instinct to protect her food. When she saw those string girls lingering on Zhao Lang's face, she took on a fierce look and opened her fox eyes wide to glare back at them.

He was almost riding on Zhao Lang and waving his little fists to chase people away.

Well, apart from the red eyelids and nose tip that sneeze from time to time, which somewhat diminishes the momentum of 'Fox Fairy Su'...

Zhao Rong did not join in the fun with her. He carried her down the mountain on his back, still staring at her.

I didn't go to see those string music girls.

The little fox demon was a little worried and guilty for the first time at first. After all, her own Zhao Lang had always made her feel at ease.

Very safe, well, I mean when walking on the street, she never has to worry about Zhao Lang being spotted by other women passing by.

Apart from Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qianer, the two childhood sweethearts who grew up with him, other women he met on the road would never know how good Zhao Lang was, but he was very knowledgeable and capable.

But now, Su Xiaoxiao found that her Zhao Lang suddenly looked very unsafe, and she became a little worried.

However, soon after seeing Zhao Lang carrying her silently without looking at her, the little fox demon became happy.

On the way down the mountain, she hugged Zhao Lang's broad shoulders with her little hands, rubbed his handsome eyebrows with a blushing face, and tickled him mischievously, until she was spanked and then she behaved herself...

Zhao Rong let her laugh on her own, just laughed and shook his head, then continued on his way.

He planned to take her to the tent on the wasteland at the foot of the mountain, which was where Zhao Rong had lived during his Fengshan ceremony, to settle Xiao Xiao down first and then deal with the follow-up.

Not long.

Zhao Rong found that the little fox demon on his back suddenly calmed down and his breathing became steady.

I turned around and saw that he had fallen asleep.

It could be that I was too tired from running around and not sleeping last night, or it could be that my emotions were changing from sad to happy and I released them too much.

He laughed and shook his head.

The young lady finally felt a little more at ease.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes and looked at the road ahead. In fact, he still had a lot of things to ask her, but he was not in a hurry.

At this moment, Xiao Xiao, who was sleeping with her face buried in Zhao Rong's shoulder, smacked her lips twice, mumbled "Zhao Lang" in her sleep, and then suddenly made an "ah" sound, as if she was about to sneeze again. However, the little fox demon was half asleep and groggy, and she made an "ah" sound several times, but she didn't sneeze. Zhao Rong was worried about her, and worried that this little fool would cry because her nose would itch from not being able to sneeze...

Fortunately, before Zhao Rong could help, a gust of autumn wind blew on his face, and finally made the little fox demon sneeze loudly.

"Ha Qiu——!"

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing, and immediately used a handkerchief to wipe her red nose, and rubbed it lovingly and helplessly, causing the sleeping little fox demon to wrinkle her nose and grumble in protest.

Zhao Rong took out a Confucian robe and put it on her.

From the four prefectures of Taiqing to the Jiyue Mountain of Dali, Su Xiaoxiao, who had been tired after a day and a night of travel, fell into a sweet dream while lying on her lover's back.

Zhao Rong was afraid that the bumpy mountain road would wake her up, so he slowed down his pace.

He felt like he had met a little enemy in his life.

But what can we do?

Since that day when the fate was decided in the broken temple, I was destined to be dependent on this silly little fox demon...

Zhao Rong suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

From last night to today, I have felt that my heart was empty and helpless, but now something warm and peaceful has flowed in and filled it.

Somewhat... down-to-earth.

“Huh~”

Under the setting sun, on a mountain road, a Confucian scholar was carrying a little fox demon down the mountain, with his eyes lowered and he exhaled.

At this moment, he was silently feeling the "heavy" weight on his back.

I actually started to enjoy it a little.

Squinting at the dim sunset and sunset glow in the sky, they all seemed a little brighter.

In fact, it is not very heavy, but it gives Zhao Rong a sense of security when carrying it on his back.

Because he knew that he was responsible for this chubby, white and little fox demon weighing 100 kilograms.

With responsibility, life no longer feels so frivolous.

Qingjun Qian'er treated him the same way.

They were like an anchor, holding him back as he drifted on the water like a small boat.

It seems to be saying... don't run around.

"If I could keep carrying Xiaoxiao on my back like this until we grow old...it would seem like a good idea." Zhao Rong thought silently.

…

At this time, Gui suddenly said: "Zhao Rong, you are not... going to regret it, right?"

It was hard to tell whether the sword spirit was happy or angry in his tone, but there seemed to be a bored tone in his voice, as if he had seen through you a long time ago.

Zhao Rong was silent for a while.

Shake your head.

"I'll leave after Xiaoxiao is settled. The plan won't change. I've left a letter with Qingjun Qian'er...some things that need to be explained have been explained...don't worry."

Gui glanced at Su Xiaoxiao, who was sleeping cutely and quietly outside, and said with a pout:

“I don’t quite understand why you are so special to this fox girl. It was the same when we rushed all the way to Duyou City before… This little fox demon, apart from being cute and pretty, can’t help you in other aspects. She is just a pretty vase at the moment.

"On the contrary, you should spend more time protecting her. She is incomparable to Concubine Zhao Lingfei, Zhu Yourong, Zhao Qian'er, and even Su Qingdai. It would be great if she doesn't hold you back in the future..."

It shook its head, somewhat puzzled. "So why bother to worry about her? If Young Master Zhao really has a guilty conscience and wants to take responsibility, then it's not a bad idea to just take her into the room and give her a formal status, and let her be a concubine. I believe that if it's just such a simple request, the current Concubine Zhao Ling will not refuse."

Zhao Rong shook his head and did not answer.

Gui Youyou said:

"Oh, you tried every possible means to get Su Qingdai into your room, wasn't it just to test this path? As a result, with the help and persuasion of Zhao Qian'er, your wife, Concubine Zhao Ling, seemed to have acquiesced, and allowed her to take Su Qingdai into your room after she had sex with Xiao Qian'er, and let Su Qingdai be a well-behaved and obedient concubine. Well, as long as she doesn't take away too much of your heart, it's fine."

It has been observing from the sidelines, but it has a clear view of some events and relationships.

"But you are still hesitant to bring this little fox demon back with you. What's the matter? Are you thinking of finding another opportunity to gain more status for her? Your idea... Heh, yesterday, Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er were so cautious about Zhu Yourong, who was their teacher and student, getting jealous. Do you think they will agree now?"

Zhao Rong frowned.

He finally spoke calmly, "First, Xiaoxiao is not a burden. She has her own way of life. It cannot be said that she is redundant because she has poor cultivation and a prominent background. Perhaps to her, these are redundant in her eyes."

"Second, you think she is only worthy of being treated as a concubine, but to this silly fox demon, I am everything in her heart, and I am her entire life..."

Seeing this, the sword spirit habitually sneered, "Oh, I understand. Is it that you Confucian scholars all have a special liking for the sentimental fox demon, and think she is the white moonlight in your heart? You feel guilty and want to give her more things, such as a status comparable to that of the principal wife, Concubine Zhao Ling?"

Zhao Rong remained silent and did not argue with it.

The sword spirit said nothing more.

Afterwards, the two of them walked in silence.

This has always been the tacit understanding between them.

Zhao Rong and Gui both knew that they had different concepts, or that their "Tao" was different.

But we are tacitly tolerant and never force the other party to change, and we always stop arguing when it is appropriate.

Be a "fellow Taoist" who seeks common ground while reserving differences.

As for some matters involving their common destiny, they will discuss them together, cooperate with each other and maintain the same opinion.

But of course these do not include Zhao Rong's private life...

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhao Rong carried the sleeping Su Xiaoxiao on his back to the tent where he had lived with Xiao Qian'er. When he came back, he naturally attracted the attention of everyone in Dali. However, this time Dugu Chanyi was sensible and did not send anyone to disturb Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong was also relieved.

He carried the little fox demon to bed, then went to boil water and prepare meals for her.

After a cup of tea, he returned and gently woke up Su Xiaoxiao, whose face was still groggy and she still looked a bit spoiled after waking up.

Zhao Rong was helpless, fearing that she would fall asleep all wet and catch a cold. Although her demon physique had always been good, she still caught a cold now.

So he had to carry her like a princess and took her behind the screen in the bathroom.

But seeing the little fox demon standing beside the tub with sleepy eyes and a dazed look as if she had just woken up, Zhao Rong shook his head, and personally undressed Xiao Xiao, peeling her white and tender skin like peeling an egg, and then carried her into the misty tub...

After doing all this, he did not stay any longer. He and Xiaoxiao were already an 'old married couple' and he knew exactly where the moles on her body were. There was not much ambiguity in the atmosphere; it was like taking care of a child.

"You're still asleep? Don't be drowsy. Wash yourself clean. I'll bring you food. Eat after you wash yourself. Don't let the food get cold."

"Ugh, ha...hachu-!"

She sneezed loudly at him again.

Zhao Rong smiled and avoided her, then pinched her red nose, muttered, "This silly girl is getting more and more silly," and went out without waiting for her to react and try to keep her.

Soon, Zhao Rong brought in the hot meal, placed it outside and waited, and finally took a break.

He leaned back in a chair and waited quietly behind the screen.

Zhao Rong silently took out a pocket-sized jade gourd and played with it in his hand.

His face looked a little hesitant.

This was given to Zhao Rong by Li Bai on the way to Huangling Waterfall not long ago.

It is convenient for the two to contact each other.

By the way...should we ask Li Bai to help send Xiaoxiao back to the Four Prefectures of Taiqing?

Zhao Rong frowned slightly.