My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 215 - 178: See, She’s Mine Now

Chapter 215: Chapter 178: See, She’s Mine Now

Zhao Rong didn’t know where he conjured the courage of a bear and a leopard.

His hands had barely steadied as he reached for the ink jade, and he hadn’t even grasped it yet when he dared to steal a kiss from Zhao Lingfei.

However, a second ago, the tender and bashful lowering of her head and her blooming smile on her profile made it impossible for Zhao Rong to restrain himself.

His heart trembled.

The brilliant smile of Qing Jun, long lost to his childhood, was now within arm’s reach. How could he restrain himself?

Therefore, without thinking, Zhao Rong leaned forward and gently pressed his lips against Zhao Lingfei’s smiling face.

The woman he wanted to grow old with—how could he not kiss her?

His kiss was blatant, especially since class hadn’t started yet, and Teacher Yuan and the eldest senior brother had not yet arrived.

Zhao Rong felt completely justified.

What?

There were many Fu Yao Mansion students around, including that Miss Ye from just now—they were all watching?

Sorry, he didn’t care or mind what those "single mansion students" thought or how expressive their faces were.

Being with a Sword Immortal Lady really allows one to do as one pleases.

At this moment, when Zhao Rong’s moist lips landed on Zhao Lingfei’s cheek, tasting the full "rouge" on his lips.

Inside the Four Seasons Hall, the low murmur of many students suddenly dropped a notch.

And gradually, within a few breaths, it went completely silent.

Not long ago, some older mansion students who had entered from the back of the Four Seasons Hall recognized Zhao Lingfei. Thus, the news that Lingfei sister from Tranquility Mansion had come to attend the class spread among the crowd during their rowdy discussion.

From just now to a moment ago, more and more Fu Yao Mansion students gradually pretended nonchalance, their eyes stealthily fixated on Zhao Lingfei and that academy student who was increasingly surprising them.

And by now, when Zhao Rong marked Zhao Lingfei’s cheek as his own.

The Four Seasons Hall was silent as the grave, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

And, rows of "marble statues" appeared, some with twisted necks or heads stretched forward, their expressions frozen in the previous second, eyes gradually widening, reflecting the scene at the back of the room.

There was a couple pressed together.

The girl’s cheeks were glowing with dimples of laughter, now colored with a rare blush, but stolen by the man’s hungry kiss.

Zhao Rong merely sampled a bit from his wife’s smile and didn’t feel anything special; after all, it wasn’t a kiss, just a peck on the cheek. He and Xiao Xiao had tried it out countless times in their blanket nest before, starting with him taking the initiative, but later on, that silly girl just started to take over, embracing his head to munch on him, making everything all wet... and those little tiger teeth... hiss, how sharp are this girl’s teeth...

Zhao Rong felt Qing Jun’s skin was very nice, warm and soft to the touch, slightly sweet on the tongue—perhaps it was psychological, but the trembling in his heart gradually settled down after leaving his mark, making him feel very secure.

Actually, for Zhao Rong, all this was just a momentary instant, but for the other students in the Four Seasons Hall who witnessed it, it felt exceedingly long.

The mansion students then slowly began to realize what had just happened and started to loosen up.

Reactions varied.

Some students showed disbelief, others had eyes wide with astonishment, while some had knowing looks, scrutinizing up and down the detailed appearance of Lingfei sister’s "rumored husband." There were also a few students who had been reading and only just noticed the bizarre scene around them, looking around bewildered...

And not far from Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei was Ye Lanzi, who, despite having digested the fact that Zhao Rong was sister Lingfei’s husband, still found the recent scene hard to accept.

How could he dare to kiss, how would he kiss, how could he kiss... in front of so many people.

Her gaze complexly fixed on Zhao Rong, who was now innocently looking at Zhao Lingfei, his bright eyes blinking, very punchable.

Meanwhile, sister Lingfei, since being kissed, hadn’t stirred at all, her face flushed and smiling but her eyes blankly fixed on the book on her desk.

It seemed she was stunned by that unexpected kiss... in a daze.

Zhao Lingfei sat motionless in her seat, allowing Zhao Rong to torment her cheek.

When Zhao Rong finally straightened up and his lips left her burning cheek.

Zhao Lingfei continued to sit there, dazed for a while.

Completely still.

The eyes of Zhao Rong, Ye Lonzi, and all the students were on her, waiting for her reaction.

But Zhao Lingfei was still motionless.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong’s heart suddenly panicked, not knowing what his wife was thinking at the moment, afraid that she might explode in the next second and smash his head.

Ye Lonzi had a similar thought. Given sister Lingfei’s personality, even if, even if Zhao Ziyu was her husband, such public "bullying" should at least warrant a stern glare and heaving chest...

And many other students were thinking if sister Lingfei might just stab this bold and reckless scoundrel to death with a sword...

Just then, Zhao Lingfei finally moved.

Only to see.

Her smile gradually faded.

The next second.

Zhao Lingfei slowly... lowered her head?

She appeared too shy to endure the stares of everyone, burying her head deeper, almost into her bosom, hiding her expression, leaving only her high bun and that vast expanse of blushing slender neck visible.

Then, Lingfei Zhao, who had her head bowed, raised her right hand to cover her cheek, which bore the mark of Zhao Rong’s kiss.

The crowd: ......

So you’re trying to play dumb, pretending nothing happened, with that unchanged smile, thinking no one saw it and you could just cutely breeze through this?

The students of the mansion looked at each other in disbelief, never expecting such an outcome. The reaction of Lingfei sister, usually so proud and aloof, was almost glaringly obvious.

Hey, that scholar just publicly took liberties with you. Even though the Taiching Prefecture is more open about the matters between men and women, such a public kiss... You... at least make a gesture, throw a playful punch at him or something.

Ye Lanzhi also sighed softly, her gaze filled with worry as she looked at Lingfei Zhao, who was burying herself in her embarrassment like an ostrich.

Sister, staying foolish and inactive like this means he will take even more liberties with you.

A feeling of heartbroken indignation began to spread among the male students in the hall, many of whom glared angrily at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong, seeing his lady’s shy and adorable demeanor, raised an eyebrow, ready to make another move, but he noticed that almost all the other male students in the hall were glaring at him.

Zhao Rong looked up and met their gazes, twisted his mouth into a grin, and scanned the room.

He suddenly licked his lips, a typically trivial action, which caused many of the male students’ breath to catch.

They became frantic.

If looks could kill, Zhao Rong might have died ten thousand times over, but alas, it was not possible...

This is the Taiching Prefecture, where even flying is prohibited. Apart from the Law Enforcement Instructor, no student, unless on the grand tournament stage, was allowed to start a fight.

Moreover, this scoundrel, although still not a Fu Yao Realm cultivator, was after all a genuine student of the Academy.

And... Sister Lingfei was right beside him. She was a peak Vast Realm Sword Cultivator, not to mention her mysterious Lifebound Flying Sword. Who among the male students in the hall would dare to approach?

The difference between Vast Realm and Fu Yao Realm was vast, the former marking the true beginning of the path of cultivation. It was estimated that all of them combined couldn’t even defeat Sister Lingfei alone.

Many were quite indignant.

The brightest star of the Taiching Four Mansions, taken by a no-name student from Linlu Academy, who wasn’t even a formal scholar of the academy but had joined less than a year ago!

And it was very likely that it was the same person involved in that widely ridiculed rumor from before...

This matter, once it spread, was going to provide fodder for both sides to gossip incessantly, the kind with quite a destructive power.

Seeing the students too angry to speak up, Zhao Rong chuckled lightly, deciding to ignore them further and go comfort his lady. Although he had acted on impulse, it had indeed been somewhat excessive.

He hadn’t anticipated that before he could react, Lingfei Zhao, who had been silent and head down, suddenly stood up. The next moment, with one hand covering her face and the other holding onto her book... she ran off.

Zhao Rong’s mouth twitched; he rose, ready to pursue, but just in front of the Four Seasons Hall, as usual, Teacher Yan arrived with a host of older brothers, on time for the lesson.

Zhao Rong stopped, thought for a moment, and shook his head.

He shrugged at Ye Lanzhi, who had been watching him, and the many students, acting as if nothing had happened, and sat back down to attend the class.

The storm inside the Four Seasons Hall had come to an end, and Zhao Rong stood up with everyone to perform the disciple’s salute, starting the day’s lesson.

For the next few days, Lingfei Zhao did not attend classes.

Zhao Rong felt a bit gloomy but realized that what he had done that day was indeed slightly over the top.

Qing Jun had already been willing to meet with him voluntarily, to attend classes together and slowly mend their relationship, there was no need to rush.

Yet Zhao Rong had no regrets; if given another chance, he would still choose to kiss her.

Sometimes there is no rationality in love, especially at the moment of affection.

Zhao Rong was no saint.

Since he had done what he had and scared her off, well, then he should bear the consequences.

Zhao Rong persistently sent love letters for several more days.

There were some changes to his life in the Taiching Prefecture, a ripple effect caused by the public kiss of Qing Jun that day.

Now, as Zhao Rong attended classes at the Four Seasons Hall, not to mention the Fu Yao students who returned their curious glances frequently at him, the matter of him being Lingfei Zhao’s husband had, over these few days, begun to spread discreetly. Occasionally, some unfamiliar Taiching students, accompanied by their peers, came to scrutinize him, each with a different look.

Zhao Rong was composed about this; he had anticipated as much before arriving at the Taiching Four Mansions.

Having chosen to be Lingfei Zhao’s man, there would come a day when they stood in the limelight, scrutinized by all, and this was just the beginning.

In the future, he would be involved in more of Lingfei Zhao’s affairs—her private life, her circle of friends, her network of influence, and the secrets Zhao Rong guessed might exist.

Qing Jun was like a treasure, waiting for Zhao Rong to uncover.

He was starting to look forward to it.

As for the two of them, their bond would only grow deeper, until they were indivisible.

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That day.

After class at the Four Seasons Hall, everyone dispersed.

Zhao Rong packed up his things, and, chatting and laughing with Fan Yushu, prepared to leave.

Just then, the senior brother approached them with a smile.