Zhao Rong frowned.

How did Xiaoxiao know that he was in danger and rush here?

This is also the question that has been puzzling him since the beginning.

Zhao Rong originally thought that it was actually good for his little fox girl to be a little stupid. At least she didn't have to worry about him all day long. After all, he finally came back safely.

However, it seems that Su Xiaoxiao still knows it now.

At this moment, there was mist around the bathtub behind the screen.

Seeing the little fox demon eating with his cheeks puffed out and staring at him without saying anything for a while, Zhao Rong thought for a moment and asked:

"You went to the academy to look for me? Did Yushu and Tengying tell you?"

Su Xiaoxiao swallowed a mouthful of food, looked at Zhao Lang, and suddenly asked, "Is my sister here too?"

Zhao Rong knew who the sister she was talking about was.

"Yeah." He lowered his eyes.

Su Xiaoxiao asked again, "Well, did you send two letters back before you were killed yesterday afternoon? One for me and one for Sister Lingfei."

"Yes, how did you know...wait."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded: "Well, I was with Sister Lingfei at that time, and we went to the Letter Posthouse together to pick up your letter..."

Why did you two bump into each other again?

She looked at Zhao Lang's expression, shrank her head, and whispered:

"When we were about to leave, a third letter arrived. It was an urgent letter from the girl named Qian'er, saying that you had died in Dali Jiyue Mountain..."

Zhao Rong looked worried and wanted to speak. Su Xiaoxiao seemed to see what he was going to ask and shook her head, "Don't worry, Zhao Lang. Sister Lingfei and I just met by chance outside the Xinyi Pavilion. Well, when we read the letter later, we didn't see what was written on the letter that the other person received, but..."

"But what?"

Su Xiaoxiao mustered up her courage, raised her chin and said, "I told Sister Lingfei that this was sent by my Confucian husband. He... he is very handsome."

Zhao Rong: “…”

Good fellow, you little fox demon, are you now so bold as to touch the white tiger's whiskers in person?

He was speechless.

Su Xiaoxiao patted her chest and said confidently, "Don't worry, Zhao Lang, Sister Lingfei shouldn't have noticed."

He looked like he was being very good and obedient, and wouldn't cause any trouble for you.

Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief as he held the bowl of rice. He couldn't help laughing and was about to praise him again.

Su Xiaoxiao raised her pigtails again, "After all, Sister Lingfei is not stupid. She knows that the handsome scholar I'm talking about is definitely not her husband."

The tone was a little smug.

“…”

"Zhao Lang, I'm smart, right? I said that on purpose so she definitely won't be able to guess it." She happily sought credit from Zhao Rong.

“???” I’m sure you’re a big-headed ghost.

"Well, Zhao Lang, why don't you say anything?" Su Xiaoxiao pulled his sleeve with a worried look on her face.

Zhao Rong had a blank expression on his face.

I really want to quit this small job as Su Xiaoxiao and leave.

At this time, he nodded, handed over the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, and said sincerely: "Su Huxian, why don't you go and let your handsome husband feed you? I'll take my leave first. Sorry for disturbing you."

“…”

Well, it looks like her and her babies’ lifelong meal tickets are about to be gone.

Su Xiaoxiao blinked her big eyes twice.

Faced with the slander, Zhao Rong remained unyielding and threw away his bowl and ran away.

Then she quickly stood up in the bathtub, pounced forward, and grabbed the sleeves of the very tough Zhao Lang with her two small hands, "Zhao Lang, Zhao Lang, don't go, uh... aren't you a little handsome husband now?"

The little fox demon smiled and tried to please her lover.

Afterwards, she acted cute and spoke sweet words, and finally coaxed her man back.

"snort."

Zhao Rong sat back with a stern face, looked at the little fox demon who was smiling and handed over the bowl and chopsticks, curled his lips, and reached out to take them.

Started feeding her again.

"Zhao Lang..." Su Xiaoxiao lay on the edge of the wooden barrel, holding his arm and shaking it lovingly, "You've become handsome now, I'm a little... a little scared."

She stared at his face and whispered, then suddenly stood on tiptoe, holding his face with her two white and tender hands, touching it carefully and gently.

Zhao Rong felt the love in this silly girl's fox eyes, rippling like a pool of spring water.

He pursed his lips.

"Hey, you silly girl, pay attention." Zhao Rong glanced at the pink spring light in the tub, and continued to scoop a spoonful of egg custard for her to eat. The upper body was fine, with a narrow and cute pink bellyband, but his little fox mother was saving more and more fabric for him, Zhao Lang.

However, Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, still standing on tiptoe to hold his face, looking up at him with admiration and love in her eyes.

"What's the big deal if I show it to my Zhao Lang? They're all yours. I only show them to Zhao Lang. No one else can control me."

Zhao Rong was suddenly moved, and he slowly exhaled. He said helplessly:

"Okay, you're right. Eat first, or your cold will get worse again."

As he spoke, the man turned his head slightly and gently bit the two slender fingers that she was playfully rubbing his lips and white teeth with, but he was reluctant to bite too hard.

In the bathtub, Su Xiaoxiao giggled and retracted her little hand. Then, while he turned his head to pick up some food, she lowered her little head and quietly sucked the two fingers that had been bitten.

Just like a little kid secretly eating candy.

At this time, Zhao Rong happened to turn around and saw this scene. Su Xiaoxiao quickly put her hands behind her back, pouting, and looked at Zhao Lang with innocent big eyes.

Zhao Rong thought about it and nodded, "I hate you so much."

The little fox demon suddenly glared.

How could Wuwuwu dislike her? Every time she bit him before, she never disliked him. She was willing and very gentle and careful, not daring to hurt him with her teeth.

Su Xiaoxiao waved her little pink fist and was about to hit the unfaithful scholar who bullied the 'fox'.

Zhao Rong took a step back and hid, then smiled, then quickly glared at the little fox demon who wanted to scoop water from the bucket and splash it on him.

Afterwards, he smiled and coaxed her a few more times before "Fairy Su" crossed her arms and calmed down to eat.

After the two of them rested for a while, Zhao Rong suddenly said, "Don't take such risks next time. Why do you have to tease Qingjun for no reason?"

Su Xiaoxiao hummed and glanced at him.

Zhao Rong lowered his eyes and sighed softly, "Qingjun is actually very sensitive. You are such a stupid girl. You are so stupid and yet you dare to imitate others to deal with the little vixen. Did you learn bad things from those little sisters? Be careful that Qingjun will find out and beat you up. I can't protect you if I'm not here..."

The words this silly girl said in front of Qingjun were just the traditional skills of the mistress in the bloody novels, who flirted wildly in front of the unsuspecting original wife. It seemed that all the vixen mistresses in the world liked to ride on the original wife's face crazily...

Zhao Rong sighed inwardly, feeling that his little fox lady seemed to have learned some bad things in Taiqing Mansion.

"Oh." Su Xiaoxiao nodded her head, then remembered something and couldn't help muttering, "Sister Lingfei is very nice to me. She shouldn't bully Fox, right?"

Zhao Rong thought for a moment and said, "It's hard to say. Xiaoxiao, please be careful. When I'm not around, you should have less contact with Qingjun and protect yourself..."

"Wait, what do you mean when you were not here? Where were you going?" Su Xiaoxiao wrinkled her nose.

Zhao Rong had a calm expression and lied to her, "I didn't go anywhere. I just said that. You and Qingjun are both in the four Taiqing mansions. You might bump into each other when I'm not around. It's better to be careful."

"Oh." Su Xiaoxiao glanced at him.

Zhao Rong was silent for a while, pinched her nose, and smiled, "Okay, don't think too much, just be obedient, eat first, and don't stay in the bathtub after eating, you are such a lazy little fox."

"I'm not lazy, um... I used to be the fastest runner in Qiantang Mountain." The little fox demon protested weakly.

Zhao Rong recalled what the chubby little girl had told him not long ago, and smiled narrowly, "Yes, she ran as fast as she could when she got to the mountains, and she even caught a cold."

Su Xiaoxiao blushed and whispered in defense: "No, haha...haqiu——!"

He had just said two words when he sneezed again.

Zhao Rong laughed and shook his head, then he remembered something and continued to ask, "You said that you and Qingjun both received the urgent letter from Xiaoqian'er reporting the disaster. What happened next?"

The little fox demon lay on the edge of the bucket, as if boneless, with a look of nostalgia on her lazy face:

"Later, when Sister Lingfei opened the letter, suddenly... suddenly her surroundings became very strange. A purple sword suddenly appeared. I didn't see clearly when it appeared. Then the air in the entire hall seemed to be still. No one moved. The swords were suspended in the air at the same time... Then, the sword chanting resounded in my ears."

As she spoke, she tilted her head and rubbed her ears with her small hands.

"Sister Lingfei was very sad and even angry. I also realized that something might have happened to you and you fell to the ground in shock. Later, I crawled over and picked up the letter under Sister Lingfei's feet, and then I finally knew what happened... Xiaoxiao doesn't have Sister Lingfei's cultivation and ability, but I am also very sad, no worse than her..."

The little fox demon's voice became smaller and smaller, and he stared blankly at the porcelain bowl that was still in Zhao Rong's hand.

Zhao Rong also fell silent.

Although he is no longer at the scene, he can imagine some of the scenes at that time.

It was clear that Qingjun and Xiaoxiao came happily to receive the letter from their husbands, but right after they received it, they were met with bad news...

Su Xiaoxiao sniffed, raised her head and continued, "Those sword chants seemed to have attracted many big shots from Taiqing Mansion. I heard someone at the door calling Sister Lingfei's name, asking her to suppress Zhuma who was on the verge of losing control and to stabilize her sword heart. It seemed to be a teacher named Mr. Bai. Anyway, Sister Lingfei called them like this later, asking Mr. Bai and other teachers to save Zhao Lang... My mind was also hazy at the time, and I didn't hear what they said later. Anyway, Sister Lingfei stumbled out of the hall in the end."

Zhao Rong listened silently for a while and digested it.

He nodded slightly, and what happened next was basically consistent with what he knew after he came back.

only……

"Xiaoxiao, you looked so sad in the lobby. Did Qingjun see it?"