"However, when I came back this time, besides this official matter, there was actually another...private matter."

"Oh. What's the matter?"

"Do you still have water from Zhengguan Well here? I'll get some more... for some use." Someone got straight to the point.

"Yes." The woman in Confucian shirt nodded, kept moving, and said calmly: "I know you will always need it, so I have prepared three cups."

"Okay." He paused before saying, "Thanks."

"polite."

She shook her head lightly, put down her pen, took out three bamboo tubes, and handed them to Zhao Rong, who took them carefully and packed them away properly.

"Um...this well water is very important to you?"

Zhao Rong was quiet for a moment, "Yeah."

"Understood." The corners of Zhu Yourong's lips curved slightly, and the topic was dropped without asking another word.

Zhao Rong patted his sleeves and let out a breath. This time he returned to the academy. Two things, one business and one private, were finally completed. God bless him and he managed to survive the Shura Field. This trip was basically complete.

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Regarding this matter, while sitting at the flower garden table, his thoughts couldn't help but fly to Dali, especially those things that happened in Hanjing a few days ago that contributed to his return overnight...

Zhao Rong was a little worried and wanted to say goodbye.

Just as he was about to lift his leg, Zhu Yourong suddenly said:

"Is she a fox girl?"

Zhao Rong paused and nodded.

The woman in Confucian robes was quiet for a while, hung the brush on the pen stand with skillful movements, straightened the bookcase with orchid petals, and then said:

"She likes you very much."

Zhao Rong smiled, looked at the little fox demon who was watching them intently in the distance, and stopped.

"How can I see it?"
Chapter completed!