Zhao Rong did not lie.

The little fox girl did bring him an indescribable sense of security.

From carrying her down the mountain not long ago, to later boiling water for her to bathe and rub her back, to even now feeding her one mouthful at a time.

Zhao Rong felt somewhat relieved.

And where my heart is at peace is my hometown.

He tossed and turned last night, asking himself what he wanted.

Zhao Rong seemed to have a vague answer.

This is something different from 'a beautiful woman and a gigolo'.

Moreover, it was just like what he had told Zhu Yourong about the life he wanted when he saw her off at the Imperial Tomb Waterfall.

At that time, Zhao Rong felt that going out for a while, that is, traveling south to cultivate himself, would help him calm down and find what he wanted.

But now.

Zhao Rong was a little confused.

Slightly shaken...

"Zhao Rong, have you finished feeding?" Gui asked seriously.

"Not yet, it will be soon. What's wrong?" Zhao Rong came back to his senses.

"Zhao Rong, you're not going to feed her and then put down the bowl and try another way to feed her in the bucket?" it asked sincerely.

“…”

"Who do you think I am?" Zhao Rong frowned.

"People?" Gui thought for a moment and asked back.

“…”

Zhao Rong understood the sword spirit's urging and was afraid that he would become too immersed in the land of tenderness and not leave.

Then he enjoyed this rare warm moment for a while.

I also know that it won't last long. After all, Su Xiaoxiao can't stay here for too long and she has to go back.

After some fun and play.

Zhao Rong stood up, put the bowl into the lunch box, and smiled at Su Xiaoxiao:

"Okay, it's time to get out of the bath. If you keep soaking, you can get straight into the pot when you get out."

After a joke, he was ready to turn around.

At this moment, a wet little hand quietly reached out from the bucket, grabbed the corner of Zhao Rong's clothes and pulled it.

Feel the resistance from below.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Rong turned around.

"Zhao Lang." The little fox demon looked at his face and whispered, "Are you still injured?"

Zhao Rong was stunned, looked down at his body, and shook his head, "It seems to be gone, what happened?"

Su Xiaoxiao hesitated for a while, then her face became serious, and she nodded her head and said seriously: "Zhao Lang, why don't you come in, I'll rub your back and... check your body!"

Zhao Rong: “???”

Return: “…”

The sword spirit is really numb.

Not long ago, the righteous heroine lured the dragon deep into the palace and a bloody battle broke out.

What's coming now?

A pure-hearted fox demon accidentally enters a dragon's den, leaving fox hair all over the floor?

That's enough.

Gui had no expression on his face.

At this moment, the little fox demon held him tightly, her face flushed, but full of righteous words:

"I'm still a little worried about that Li Nu sister named Luo Xiu. After all, she's an outsider. How about...how about letting Xiao Xiao check her body again... Ugh! It hurts!"

She had just said half of her story when her face suddenly turned bitter, she shrank her head, and covered her forehead with her hands.

It turned out that he had eaten a 'big chestnut'.

Zhao Rong took his hand back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Check your body, you big-headed ghost..."

He was speechless, picked up the lunch box, and turned to leave.

"Zhao Lang, are you going back?" the little fox demon suddenly asked.

Zhao Rong paused.

"Are Sister Lingfei and the others waiting for you to go back for dinner?" She looked at his back and tilted her head curiously.

Zhao Rong didn't look back, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

He immediately walked out of the bathroom screen that blocked the fog.

Su Xiaoxiao followed the man's back until he disappeared.

…

Zhao Rong carried the food box, opened the curtain and left the tent.

The moonlight and the night wind came over.

He stood at the door for a while, looking up at the sparse stars and the bright moon above his head.

A moment of silence.

Zhao Rong turned around.

Walk calmly towards the kitchen.

In the distance, some girls from the Music Bureau and soldiers from the Imperial Guard on guard turned their heads to look.

Zhao Rong turned a deaf ear to it.

"...Are Sister Lingfei and the others waiting for you to come back for dinner?"

Su Xiaoxiao's voice faintly rang in his ears again.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips.

Suddenly he turned around and looked in the direction of a house.

Did Qingjun Qianer receive the farewell letter he left at the intersection?

Or...are they still waiting for him to come back for dinner?

Sitting in the house with your chin propped up, staring at the bright moon outside the window in a daze?

He heated up the dishes that he had often eaten in the past over and over again...

In the dark night, the man walking with the food box couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

"I told you not to wait for me, eat first..."

In the cold night wind, the man who was going south tonight rubbed his face and muttered softly...

…

At ease.

Zhao Rong returned from the kitchen with a new lunch box in his hand.

This is a new lacquer box for pastries and fruits.

He had prepared it together with the chefs from the imperial kitchen of Dali who were accompanying him.

"It should be enough for this silly girl. Uncle Xiaobai will come to pick her up later. Let her take it back... There is also some wine. I will give it all to Uncle Xiaobai later. Trust him again."

Zhao Rong nodded in his heart.

Immediately, he took out the communication jade gourd, lowered his head and sent a message, and soon, he received a positive response...

When Zhao Rong returned to the tent, a slow little lazy fox seemed to have finally come out of the bath.

Zhao Rong walked in with a lunch box and saw that the bathtub behind the screen was empty. He looked around the empty hall, curled his lips and walked towards the inner room.

really.

On the bed in the inner room, the small quilt that had been neatly folded when Qingjun left was now spread out.

The bedding is bulging.

If there isn't a 'fox' then what is it?

Zhao Rong walked over and mercilessly lifted the quilt, "Get up quickly, it's time to leave soon."

“Mmmmm…”

Su Xiaoxiao was wearing a thin gauze skirt and lying on the bed pretending to sleep.

Bang——!

Zhao Rong was speechless and patted her little butt which was slightly raised with her back facing him.

"Um... Zhao Lang, stop making trouble..."

Zhao Rong looked at his hands. It was true that the silly girl had gained weight recently...

She raised her little head and turned it, her eyes half asleep.

Zhao Rong didn't buy it. He bent down, picked up Princess Su Xiaoxiao, and carried her into the hall without caring about her pouting and kicking.

Gui, who was watching the show, couldn't help but teased, "This little fox demon, dares to say that she is not a little vixen, calling you 'Sister Lingfei' all the time, but now she has slept with her sister Lingfei, and she wants to pull you to sleep with her..."

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

Zhao Rong felt that the person in his arms and in his heart was not an easy person to deal with.

…

He has to bear all the consequences.

"Mmm, Zhao Lang, I want to sleep~"

Zhao Rong put Su Xiaoxiao down, raised his hand to help her tidy up her hair, nodded and said, "Go back to sleep, I have called someone, he will take you back to Taiqing Four Prefectures safely, you don't have to take the ferry back, it's not safe."

Su Xiaoxiao jumped twice, reluctant to leave, and asked critically, "Who is he? Will he sell Xiaoxiao out in the blink of an eye?"

"So I brought some wine to bribe him. Also, remember to call him uncle and don't act naughty later..."

"Well, what if some bad guys come along the way and rob me and take me away?" She tilted her head.

“…”

Zhao Rong was speechless for a while.

"Don't worry, Uncle Xiaobai is a peerless master. The bad guy who snatched you from him can already wipe out all of your foxes in Qiantang Mountain. He won't be so bored as to come in the middle of the night to snatch a stupid fox demon that gets confused when walking."

Su Xiaoxiao: “…”

"I'm not confused, I just forgot the way, I'm not directionally challenged..." She pouted and waved her fist in strong protest, "Zhao Lang, I don't want to leave tonight, I protest."

“Protests are futile.”

Zhao Rong held down her proud little head with his big hand and continued his arrangements expressionlessly:

"By the way, you can take these snacks back and eat them. If you can't finish them, you can share them with some close sisters. These are the special snacks here in Dali, made by the chefs in the imperial kitchen. Qian'er likes them very much. You little greedy fox, you are all little girls, you must like these sweet things too..."

"Also, after you go back, you should stay in Taiqing Mansion honestly. Don't run around like you did yesterday. Stay with your great-grandmother. Well, you can ask her for more quotations. In fact, sometimes what she says makes sense. You should learn more. Don't just memorize them. You should appreciate their spirit..."

"Also, if there's anything urgent later, well, if it's really impossible, you can also ask your sister Lingfei for help, don't just think about sleeping in her bed. Although I asked you to have less contact, you can still go to her if there's something urgent. Qingjun is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. I heard you say you're half-close friends with her, so if there's anything, she will definitely help you. Remember to be sweet and act cute..."

Su Xiaoxiao gradually calmed down, took the lacquer box handed to her by the nagging him, and held it in front of her with her two little hands.

She raised her little face and couldn't help but look at Zhao Lang, who was particularly talkative today.

Suddenly he asked, "What about you? Didn't you tell me before that if I had something urgent to do, I should go to you first?"

Zhao Rong choked, then his expression returned to normal, "In case of emergency, of course I'll go find the one closest to me. Well, since I call her sister, you shouldn't be polite."

Under Su Xiaoxiao's slightly confused gaze, he explained calmly.

"oh."

Then, Zhao Rong paused, feeling that he couldn't help but say too much at this parting moment. If he continued, he would probably be exposed.

So Zhao Rong let out a breath and smiled.

He wiped his hands on the corner of his clothes, then reached out and touched her cute little head, "Okay, Uncle Xiaobai will be here soon, just be obedient on the way and don't make things difficult for him."

He smiled again and warned: "If you really have something that embarrasses him, then coax him more. He cares most about the style and attire of a master. You can pretend to be his little fangirl..."

"oh."

Su Xiaoxiao listened carefully and nodded.

Zhao Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt relaxed.

"Oh, right." He seemed to remember something and took out a small sachet from his sleeve.

Handed it to Su Xiaoxiao.

The little fox demon looked at the familiar small sachet in front of him, then looked up at him, and took it without saying anything.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and leaned close to her little face, smiling warmly and saying, "Open it when you get back, there's a surprise. Well, a certain talented little girl in my family wrote a very good half-verse poem, she deserves a praise..."

She suddenly asked, "Are you going to leave Zhao Lang?"

The man's expression paused.

Then.

Smiled.

The expression paused again.

"Yeah." He smiled and nodded, "After you leave, I have to leave too, otherwise they will be worried at home."

Zhao Rong chuckled, his tone pretending to be relaxed, but his eyes were now focused on the calm face of the little fox demon in front of him. He wanted to confirm something... but the next second.

"You are going alone, right? Zhao Lang, are you going south this time?" She held the small sachet behind her back, looked up at him and said.

The air in the hall suddenly fell into deathly silence.

Zhao Rong frowned, looking at Su Xiaoxiao's curious and inquiring expression, feeling a little tricky.

How did this stupid girl know?

He shouldn't have shown it so obviously, right?

Zhao Rong and the sword spirit in the heart lake were both confused, but it was too late to pursue the matter now.

"Well, is that true?" Su Xiaoxiao stood on tiptoe and brought her little face close to his lowered face.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips and said ambiguously: "Something happened recently, so I may have to go out for a while, but I will be back..."

"Wait a moment!"

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly jumped up, grabbed the sachet, and ran behind the bathroom screen not far away without saying a word.

Zhao Rong: “…”

What is this stupid girl doing? Did she forget something in the bathroom?

Zhao Rong turned his head and looked speechlessly at the screen from which the rustling sound came.

Just as he and the sword spirit looked at each other in silent curiosity for a while.

A certain little fox demon rushed out from behind the screen again.

But this time...

"Let's go! Zhao Lang, let's go!"

Su Xiaoxiao, wearing the familiar red dress, carrying the familiar small bookcase on her back, and with a new small sachet tied around her waist, ran back.

The smile on her little face was full of joy, and she was waving her little fists as if she was about to rush forward.

Just like elementary school students who rush out of the school gate as soon as possible after school on Friday afternoon.

Zhao Rong: “…”

Return: “…”

"Zhao Lang, are we leaving tonight? Well, we shouldn't bring Sister Lingfei or anyone else with us, right? Yeah, that's great, we won't bring any burdens~ just the two of us!" Su Xiaoxiao nodded her head in agreement.

After saying that, she, wearing a red dress and carrying a small bookcase, ran around Zhao Rong three times quickly.

The little boy looks eager to try, as if saying "I'm ready.jpg".

Zhao Rong almost fell down when he heard this.

He feels a little dizzy now.

It wasn't because he was dizzy because of the little fox demon in red clothes circling in front of him.

It's the blood pressure that's rising.

Like him, the blood pressure of a figure in purple on a high-rise building by the Heart Lake also soared.

Gui almost lost his balance and fell down the stairs.

It stamped its feet and shouted, "Zhao Rong, now, immediately, knock this stupid fox demon unconscious for me, pick it up and throw it out!"

Zhao Rong stood there, took a deep breath, nodded, and suddenly stretched out his hand.

Well, of course I don't want to knock her out. She's already so stupid, and if I knock her on the head again she'll probably turn into a stupid fox girl. Maybe even pass the disease on to the baby fox.

At this moment, Zhao Rong, with a twitching eye, stretched out his hand to the front left, and quickly pressed the head of a little fox demon who was running happily.

"Mmmmm!"

Su Xiaoxiao was immediately stopped.

Unhappy, she twisted her mouth and muttered:

"Zhao Lang, Zhao Lang, what are you doing?"

The little fox demon was not convinced and shook its little head hard again, but failed to break free from his big hand.

She immediately took a breath, pressed her forehead against Zhao Rong's palm, and rushed forward swinging her little arms.

But it was of no avail.

The little fox demon's strength is no match for the frail scholar she once was.

Zhao Rong's left hand still held Su Xiaoxiao firmly.

"Zhao Lang, let go of me!" Su Xiaoxiao said righteously.

Zhao Rong turned around and faced her, nodded, "Okay."

His left hand loosened, and the little fox demon subconsciously rushed forward. However, before she could be happy for long, the next second...

"Hmm?" Su Xiaoxiao found that she was flying.

He turned around with confusion.

It turned out that Zhao Rong stretched out his right hand again and lifted her up like a fox.

“……???”

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