That night.

The moon is cool like water.

In the small town outside Linlu Academy.

Inside an inn with a plaque that reads "Tianya", there is a courtyard that was recently rented out for a long term.

The courtyard is small and exquisite, with three elegant houses.

The door and windows of the main room in the middle were tightly closed, and all three rooms were pitch dark.

The courtyard is planted with sword-like green bamboos.

Occasionally, a gust of night wind blows, shaking the green bamboos in the yard.

The wind moves, the bamboo moves, the leaves move.

The bamboo leaves in the yard could only make some rustling sounds in protest, but it was of no avail, as the branches were still bent by the sudden wind of the autumn night.

The wind moves again, the bamboo moves, and the leaves move.

Sashasha——!

“Zizizi…chijiji…”

At the same time, there were some slight strange noises coming from the house in the middle of the courtyard, but most of the time there was only the rustling sound of leaves in the courtyard, and finally the sound ended with a heavy muffled "hmm".

The green bamboos in the yard returned to their tranquility.

The bamboo branches with lush leaves stopped swaying in the wind and became straight again.

The night is silent.

A man lying in the room suddenly threw back his quilt and straightened his upper body.

In the darkness, a pair of starry eyes shine brightly.

He turned and glanced at the desk.

He seemed to be hesitating whether to get out of bed and read.

Then the man's dark figure remained still for a while, and then he lay down again.

Finally gave up.

I casually covered myself with the quilt again.

At this time, a small white and tender arm stretched out from the warm quilt beside the man and straightened the corner of the quilt for him.

Let the man cover himself warmly.

It turned out that there were two people on the bed, squeezed in the bedding.

The air was quiet for a while.

A young girl with slender arms stood up from under the quilt.

I took a cup of tea from the bedside table, which I used to rinse my mouth before going to bed, took a few sips, and felt a little thirsty.

At this time.

"We just separated for a while, why are you here again? Where is Qingjun?"

It was Zhao Rong's helpless tone.

After saying this, he let out a long sigh, savoring the aftertaste.

"Brother Rong'er, are you...feeling better?" After drinking her tea, the girl with peach blossom eyes asked in a hoarse voice, panting, without answering his question immediately.

"Don't put your legs on my stomach when you sleep. That will make me most comfortable."

"Bah, you say one thing and mean another." Xiao Qian'er pouted.

She was not idle either. She flipped her petite body from lying on her side and hugging Zhao Rong's arm to pressing her whole body on his chest.

The newly married girl happily lay on her lover's body.

She buried her head in his chest proudly and wiped the sweat off her forehead with the clothes on his chest.

She was really tired just now. This guy didn't do anything. She was the one who was tossing and turning. Well, that's not entirely true. He was very skilled in pressing.

Xiao Qian'er was encouraged.

"Hey, hold me." She touched her forehead to his chest.

"You're not a child anymore, why are you hugging me?"

"Would you like to hold me?"

Hearing the sound of grinding teeth next to his ears, Zhao Rong, who just wanted to lie down and act like a sage for a while, silently raised his hand and hugged his second wife obediently.

"Hehe, that's almost right." The girl in his arms nudged him like a pig again.

"...You know I have an exam tomorrow, yet you still come to bother me...eh." Zhao Rong sighed sadly.

It had only been one day since he returned to Linlu Academy.

During that day, Zhao Rong was busy briefly explaining what happened down the mountain to groups of classmates and friends who came to visit him and cared about him. He tried to keep it as light as possible, and some other things were kept secret. Fortunately, the academy did not publicize the handling of the student's murder incident, and it was only known to some middle and senior management of the academy, so Zhao Rong did not have to explain too much to everyone.

After all, the mastermind behind this incident has not yet been found and brought to justice. It would be damaging to the reputation of the academy if the fact that a student was assassinated in broad daylight by a Jindan-level Confucian cultivator was publicized too early.

However, the academy was still determined to maintain its authority. Zhao Rong saw this and felt very warm. On the day he came back, many teachers from the academy had come to see him, both familiar and unfamiliar, such as the old chief priest and Meng Zhengjun. It was said that Sima Duyi and Mr. Yan were still investigating the matter outside and had not returned yet. The old chief priest came to comfort him on behalf of the deputy head of the academy, asking him if he had any difficulties in life that needed to be solved by the academy. Zhao Rong did not want to add trouble to the academy at the moment, so he just said a few polite words and sent the teachers away.

As for Fan Yushu, Gu Yiwu and other classmates and friends such as the students of Zhengyi Hall, when they saw Zhao Rong returning in high spirits, they expressed their concern for him again and again. But when they saw that he was still smiling and nodding, most of them left with peace of mind.

Zhao Rong was busy until the evening. After he sent everyone away, he dealt with some miscellaneous matters of the academy that had been put on hold. He then went to the academy's logistics department to collect some regular monthly subsidies for the students. Then, on the way back to Dongli Cottage, he happened to meet Yu Huaijin, who was looking for him.

The stern-faced and old-fashioned girl informed Zhao Rong about the mid-month exam.

Apart from the etiquette and arts assessment that had already ended and caused quite a stir, there were still six subjects left in the mid-month exam.

They are poetry, classics, chess, painting, calligraphy, and music which made Zhao Rong's eyelids twitch.

The remaining six arts will be assessed in turn in the next few days. Time is a bit tight, and Mochi students need to attend on time...

Yu Huaijin told Zhao Rong the time and location of the next Liuyi assessment, as well as some other matters.

She is a senior in the class, and she needs to convey these things to the students one by one.

However, what made Zhao Rong a little strange was that Senior Yu never asked him about what happened in Dali at the foot of the mountain. This was a bit abnormal and not like her character.

Zhao Rong could only guess that Yu Huaijin should have learned what he wanted to know from a certain big-breasted female teacher. Thinking of a certain big-breasted female teacher, Zhao Rong felt a little guilty at the time and did not look into Yu Huaijin's eyes. Before leaving, the latter glanced at him and suddenly warned him not to disturb Mr. Zhu as he was busy with exams recently and to put aside the matter of going to Zhengguanjing for tea regularly for the time being.

Of course Zhao Rong was eager to do so and nodded immediately. Then he looked at Yu Huaijin's thin back as he left and felt a little headache.

Zhu Yourong's close disciple probably saw something...

After Zhao Rong finished dealing with all these matters in the evening, he finally had some free time to relax. Unfortunately, before he could fully breathe out, he learned that Xiao Qian'er had come from Taiqing Mansion.

Then he was pulled out of the academy by the girl and rented a separate courtyard in the Taoyuan Inn for a long time.

Xiao Qian'er said that some lady asked her to come.

But Zhao Rong always suspected that it was because Qingjun sent him back to the academy alone yesterday and detained her in Qinglian Pavilion, and the little girl felt unbalanced...

Why do I feel that Qian'er and Qingjun are becoming more and more like some little fox demons?

My wife is too clingy, Zhao Rong sighed.

He really just wants to learn.

After seeing Zhao Rong sigh, he lay there motionless, even his hand on her slender waist was kept still and did not touch anything else... Xiao Qian'er was a little dissatisfied.

"I know, so the lady sent me here to give you a little sweetness first, and there will be a bigger reward after the exam. Also, what's your reaction? Don't you welcome me?"

However, Zhao Rong grasped the key point.

"Reward, what reward, a bigger reward?"

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