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Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy-Three She's Up [5000, For Book Friends 2017...Brother Baimeng(2/2)

Instead, he tasted it carefully, looking up from time to time to glance at Mr. Rulan, who was quietly serving tea in front of him.

Zhao Rong felt somewhat relieved.

Ahem, this feels right, the two of them have resumed the same way of getting along with each other like guests and spring breeze when they were writing in Yilanxuan in the early morning.

After he reunited with Qingjun Qian'er, Zhu Yourong stood aside without saying a word, his polite and calm attitude made Zhao Rong feel a little uncomfortable.

But at this moment, Zhao Rong seemed to have forgotten that the cup of tea in his hand was actually poured by himself, and Zhu Yourong's commanding tone and arrogance in his words before were also a bit rude.

At the moment, she just took the hot tea from Zhao Rong, and then simply and casually returned the tea cup to him.

A simple action and a few words can make someone's previous dissatisfaction disappear immediately, and even give him some warmth and refreshment.

When a beautiful woman with a distinguished status and strong cultivation base offers tea and compliments in an apologetic manner, most men will probably be generous and tolerant.

The sword spirit in a certain inner lake looked at the scene happening outside and marveled at it.

"Isn't this just giving me a big stick first, and then gently handing me a sweet date? Tightening and loosening makes the man want to stop."

Gui curled his lips, and the onlooker knew clearly, but he saw it quite clearly.

But it didn't expect that Zhao Rong, a somewhat chauvinistic guy, would also like to take advantage of women.

However, Zhu Yourong used it as if nothing had happened, and the damage was indeed very powerful.

Zhao Rong seemed to be submissive.

The purple-clothed sword spirit looked at the demure and elegant busty female gentleman outside again, and felt that she seemed to be a little different from before.

In the past, when Zhu Yourong got along with Zhao Rong, he was free-spirited, elegant and easy-going.

Although sometimes she would put on a serious face and act like a serious gentleman in front of others, in private, when Zhu Yourong and Zhao Rong got along, most of the time they were still like big sisters who were intellectually intelligent, gentle and generous.

It is the natural atmosphere of a confidante.

But now, Gui felt that Zhu Yourong seemed to have changed silently, as if he had recently figured something out or realized something, and he began to quietly guide his relationship with Zhao Rong, trying to control it in certain aspects.

It was similar to Senior Sister Ning whom Zhao Rong met outside Taiqing Mansion a few days ago, except that the purpose of this Bai Chi woman who followed the path of sword cultivation was somewhat unpredictable.

So in short, in a nutshell.

The elegant, gentle, and uncontested busty female gentleman is starting to become a little... controlling.

As for why it changed...

"By the way, You Rong." Zhao Rong put down the tea cup and looked at the woman in Confucian shirt who seemed to have a different appearance and state, "I forgot to ask before, why does your body make me feel a little weird, especially you?

s eyes……"

Zhu Yourong looked at Zhao Rong who finally asked about her condition.

Just now in the imperial mausoleum and on the way back, his attention was always on Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er.

Her expression remained normal: "This is my Nascent Soul, and its true form is still on its way here."

"Nascent Soul?" Zhao Rong nodded.

He has been on the mountain for many days, and he has some knowledge of some immortal methods.

Zhao Rong was confused, "Didn't you say that you are still in the half-step Nascent Soul realm? The Dao Nascent Soul has not completely 'broken out of its shell' and been born. How can you now...the Nascent Soul be separated from the body and still travel so far away?"

"

Zhu Yourong lowered his eyes, reached out to take the empty tea cup from Zhao Rong's hand, and said casually:

"This is...the former Nascent Soul.

"In addition, I have a Confucian gentleman's object, which is a happy wind that can carry the Nascent Soul on a long journey."

The previous Nascent Soul?

Zhao Rong was slightly stunned.

Gui suddenly said at this moment: "She has fallen through the realm, but it is not an ordinary monk's fall... Look at the snow-white eyes of her Nascent Soul, there is always a 'finishing touch' missing. This is not a complete Nascent Soul."

Zhao Rong was silent.

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have heard Zhu Yourong say before that she once followed the path of Confucianism, and even became the first-class Confucian scholar recorded in the Zhongzhou Confucian Temple, and was the youngest female Confucian scholar among them.

But later, she deviated from the classics, abandoned the classics, and started writing...

Zhao Rong suddenly understood.

He suddenly looked apologetic and said: "Fellow Taoist Yourong, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned those things. Besides... you are using this Nascent Soul to travel far this time. Even if you have a gentleman's thing, it will consume a lot of energy, right? For

Next..."

"It's okay, Tzuyu." Zhu Yourong interrupted easily and calmly, and said seriously: "I am Mr. Academy. A student of the Academy is in trouble outside. It is my responsibility to send Nascent Soul to come to rescue, all for the sake of the Academy."

Zhao Rong's expression was slightly blank, and he couldn't help but look at the female gentleman in front of him who raised her chin slightly.

No, why are you so polite and angry again? Can't we communicate normally?

Zhao Rong nodded and looked at her, "Oh, is that so? Mr. Zhu arrived really fast. The other academy teachers are still behind..."

Zhu Yourong was calm and composed, "I have Kuai Zaifeng, and of course I am fast enough. Didn't Tzuyu say before that with great ability comes great responsibility, so I am."

As he said this, the female gentleman who had hurriedly traveled south looked calm, calmly picked up the teapot, and filled the empty teacup in her hand with 70% hot tea.

She pursed her lips and took a sip, then as if she remembered something, she raised her head, nodded towards the man whose mouth was slightly twitching and said:

"Well, the cup of tea just now is the same. It was presented to Tzuyu on behalf of the Academy Headmaster and others.

"This time it was the academy's negligence. The teacher who accompanied him down the mountain did not complete the task of bringing all the students back to the academy, and Tzuyu was ambushed by thieves. It was absolutely uncalled for. I would like to give this cup of tea to Tzuyu on behalf of the academy."

Zhao Rong...

Already numb.

He didn't know how many times he was choked and speechless tonight.

It felt like being with Zhu Yourong tonight was like being caught in a series of traps, one after another.

He looked at Zhu Yourong who was drinking tea easily, tilted his head slightly, and then said: "Oh, didn't you say that you are a bit mysophobic? You are not used to drinking from other people's cups. Why are you drinking tea directly from the cup that I drank from?

"

Zhu Yourong didn't even raise his eyelids, "Oh, I forgot. It's okay. This is not my real body, but a clone of Yuanying. It is as clear and unsullied as Taoist glass. In fact, strictly speaking, I can't taste any peculiar smell."

Zhao Rong: "......"

That's not what you just said.

He thought about it and held it back.

Zhao Rong had a hunch that if he dared to ask these questions again, Zhu Yourong would still have a trick waiting for him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong sighed and couldn't help but rub his handsome face.

Zhu Yourong, who was drinking tea with his head down, glanced sideways at his face.

Zhao Rong calmed down and waited until the woman in Confucian shirt in front of him finished tasting the tea lightly before he asked and started the conversation:

"Yourong, then you came here not just to hand out tea and to check the cleanliness of my tea. Is there anything important to say?"

Zhu Yourong nodded and said directly:

"Tzuyu, the mountain chief is also paying attention to what happened to you this time. The characterization of the situation given by the academy is a serious level, and everyone from top to bottom is taking it very seriously."

She paused, saw Zhao Rong nodded, and continued:

"Zhang Huizhi, who hooked up with the thief, was involved in the Dali Dynasty; the thief named Qin Jianfu belonged to the Qin family of the Great Wei Dynasty; and the Siqi Academy was involved in the two Confucian scholars...etc."

"Linlu Academy will investigate and negotiate with all the forces on the mountain who are involved in this matter. We will definitely find out the evil spirits hiding behind and give you justice."

"Tzuyu, this is no longer your problem alone, it is also related to the face and authority of the entire Linlu Academy. It has been many years since anyone has dared to intercept and kill the Confucian students in the academy in such a despicable and shameless way."

"Currently, the first group of people sent by the academy are already on their way. Among these people, you should be familiar with many people. Meng Zhengjun, Mr. Yan, and a scholar who is a disciple of the deputy mountain chief...

"

Zhao Rong nodded. For the first time, he felt that there was a big force backing him. The experience was really good.

At least the academy's attitude warmed Zhao Rong's heart, but it was unclear whether there was any factor in it that Zhu Yourong was fighting for.

Zhu Yourong said: "Ziyu, let me teach you something again. Well, maybe what I said is a bit inappropriate, but you can understand... You can ask the academy for some compensation."

Zhao Rong blinked and felt that the needle was not pricking.

The two discussed it for a while.

After a while, it seemed like I had nothing to say.

Zhao Rong looked at Zhu Yourong, who seemed to be preparing to leave.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but said: "By the way, wait a minute."

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Rong sighed, "I thought I would never see you again, so I sent you some words..."

Zhu Yourong looked puzzled and asked, "What did you say?"

He was about to speak when suddenly the roller blind at the door was opened.
Chapter completed!
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