"So, it's better not to learn music and let them give in. Your husband and I are so good. If I don't hide my clumsiness, the dazzling light will probably blind the eyes of all the teachers in the academy. Well, I guess a person who doesn't learn music can't do it.

If it’s not enough, let’s add a few more small arts and keep them low-key, otherwise Mr. Yan will be in trouble when the discerning gentlemen rush to get them during the apprenticeship ceremony.”

"Puch~" Zhao Lingfei's Qiu Shui eyes narrowed, the ends of her eyes turned up, her brows were happy, her eyes were full of Zhao Rong, "So my husband is so powerful."

Zhao Rong glanced at her sideways and said, "I just realized that I would be at a huge loss to be your son-in-law. No, one wife is not enough. I have to find a few more."

The tone was still a bit joking.

Zhao Lingfei pulled his shoulder and said, "How dare you!?"

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth curled up slightly, and he did not discuss this topic again, but instead said:

"I'll take you out of the house."

"Yes." Zhao Lingfei hugged his arm tightly, smiling like a flower.

Along the way, the two chatted like this, their pace slowing down a bit. Most of the time, Zhao Rong was talking and Zhao Lingfei was listening.

In the academy, in the eyes of the scholars, students and gentlemen passing by.

It is a unique scene of a stunning woman with an unforgettable tear mark, holding a young and steady Confucian scholar with bright eyes.

The woman with her hair in a bun slightly raised her head, looked up at the Confucian scholar beside her with bright eyes, and smiled sweetly.

Time flew by like a flash, and not long after, the two of them arrived at the gate of Linlu Academy.

Zhao Rong took Zhao Lingfei and registered at the gatehouse again, so that next time Zhao Lingfei came to see him, she could enter directly, which was much more convenient.

After they were done, the two of them, who were holding each other together, prepared to separate.

Zhao Rong was thinking about returning to Dongli Xiaozhu later, so he waved to say goodbye.

At this moment, Zhao Lingfei, who had taken a few steps, suddenly stopped and looked back at Zhao Rong, who was watching her with his sleeves.

Zhao Lingfei reached out and took out a small cloth bag from the Xumi object, then she lowered her eyes and lowered her head, walked back to Zhao Rong, and stuffed the small cloth bag into his arms.

"We have knitted some autumn clothes, suitable for wearing after bathing and reading at night. You...if you get cold while studying at night, you can wear them."

After saying this, without waiting for Zhao Rong's reaction, he lowered his head and turned away.

Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment, looked at Qingjun's retreating back, then looked at the small cloth bag in his arms, and said slowly: "Okay, okay."

He casually put away the autumn clothes that Qing Jun had knitted again, and then watched her beautiful figure disappear into the distance.

Zhao Rong turned around and walked into the academy.
Chapter completed!