Zhu Yourong looked outside the pavilion to the left and right, but saw no girl. She frowned slightly and said softly: "Jingzi, why don't you come out?"

The people who were about to leave stopped and paused.

It was quiet for a moment inside and outside the pavilion. Suddenly, I saw a girl in blue walking out of the flower garden on the side. I took a closer look and saw who it was if it wasn't Jingzi.

However, at this time, in everyone's sight, there was something different about this previously unruly aunt.

Jingzi walked to the pavilion dejectedly holding a cup of hot tea. While Han Wenfu, Gu Yiwu and others were stunned, she ignored them, held the tea in both hands, came to Zhao Rong, and handed it to Zhao Rong respectfully.

The girl in blue whispered: "Zhao... Mr. Zhao, please have tea. I... Jing's posture was wrong before. I hope you won't take it to heart."

The air is somewhat silent.

Gu Yiwu and others looked at Zhao Rong with strange eyes.

…

Soon, everyone left Yilanxuan.

Gu Yiwu suddenly walked towards Zhao Rong, cupped his fists and saluted Zhao Rong, "That's lucky for you, Brother Zhao."

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head.

Yu Huaijin, who was not far away, thought for a while and then came over. He was quiet for a moment and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Zhao."

Zhao Rong suddenly turned his head and asked strangely: "Well, what did you call me?"

Yu Huaijin: "Brother Zhao?"

"No, cough cough." Zhao Rong put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and glanced at her.

Yu Huaijin: “…………”
Chapter completed!