Zhao Rong turned around and left, sighing slightly in his heart. Serving tea? Okay, I understand, let's see the guests off.

When he turned around, a girl with a round face and a red carp appeared next to Zhao Rong at the right time. She bowed playfully and said, "Young master, can you sit with me? I just have some questions that I would like to ask you. I hope you will."

Don’t dislike me, young master.”

The two of them had become familiar with each other on the way up the mountain. After saying this, the round-faced red carp girl winked at Zhao Rong quietly, well, it turns out that she is a fake idiot with a lustful heart and a lustful courage, hee hee...

Zhao Rong saw the narrow smile in her eyes and felt a little helpless, but he also knew that this was probably the ladder that Miss Ye had arranged for him. Although he didn't care about the looks from around him, it was not easy to refuse the kindness of others.

Zhao Rong nodded lightly, "What's your name, girl?"

"My name is Luzhu."

The two of them prepared to walk to the empty table beside them.

Luzhu leaned to the right and got close to Zhao Rong, wanting to whisper a few words to tease this funny fake idiot.

Zhao Rong said without looking back: "I have a wife, don't get so close."

Luzhu snorted softly, "Oh, you're bluffing me again. You have a wife and you still..."

The next second, her words suddenly stopped.

Because, a woman whom Luzhu never expected blocked their way, and before she could think too much about it, the woman reached out her hand without any delay and took the fake idiot beside her away...

The students and academicians at the gathering looked at Concubine Zhao Ling in astonishment, who had lowered her head and said nothing. After Zhao Rong and Lu Zhu left, they suddenly looked up, as if they had seen something, and saw her face turned pale, and she suddenly looked up.

She stood up, hurried forward, and stopped in front of Zhao Rong and Lu Zhu. What followed was a scene that surprised everyone even more. Zhao Lingfei stretched out her hand to snatch Zhao Rong over, held his hand, and pulled Zhao Rong with her head.

He returned to his seat without looking back.

The air at the gathering was somewhat silent and solid.

Countless eyes met and deviated from time to time, you looked at me, I looked at you, and then the eyes couldn't help but focus on the man and woman who still held hands even after they sat down.

Concubine Zhao Ling squeezed Zhao Rong's hand and brought her husband back to his seat.

Concubine Zhao Ling's face gradually returned to color. She bit her lip, but did not dare to look at Zhao Rong. Instead, she lowered her head, stretched out her jade hand and carefully patted the dust on Zhao Rong's kneeling mat, with a low eyebrow like a kitten.

Just after Zhao Rong turned around and left, Concubine Zhao Ling was in a state of confusion. Especially when she heard the voices laughing at Zhao Rong around her, she felt extremely harsh.

Zhao Lingfei suddenly realized that these days, his accommodation and flattery to her had made her willful, and the willfulness just now, while ignoring her husband's feelings, might make him lose face.

Therefore, Concubine Zhao Ling was instantly frightened, thinking that Zhao Rong had hurt the man's self-esteem by her, so she turned around and left.

So, she chased after him regardless of her own safety.

Concubine Zhao Ling quietly raised her eyes and glanced at Zhao Rong's expression.
Chapter completed!