My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 222 - 183: Only Children Hold Grudges (Please Favorite, Please Subscribe!)

Chapter 222: Chapter 183: Only Children Hold Grudges (Please Favorite, Please Subscribe!)

Seeing Qing Jun suddenly appear.

Zhao Rong’s eyes widened slightly.

Just a second ago, he had been secretly thinking of her, because the fun on the gathering just now, especially the laughter of the bells from those women, reminded Zhao Rong of the days when he and Qing Jun climbed trees and caught fish on the back mountain, running wild through the hills and fields.

Those female Residence Students were washing their feet in the Nuanyi Stream, and Zhao Rong remembered that he had also washed his feet with Qing Jun before, also in a clear mountain stream, where her delicate feet rested in his palm...

However, these thoughts were only fleeting, like the pages of an old book quietly turned by the noon breeze. Now, the person on that page was gradually walking toward Zhao Rong, dressed in the clothes of her childhood, the high-waisted dress she loved the most.

At first, Zhao Rong’s eyes widened as he watched her, his brows drew together, but after a moment they slowly eased, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. But when he noticed that almost all of the men at the gathering were staring at Qing Jun without blinking, Zhao Rong blinked twice, his expression showing a touch of displeasure.

Because Zhao Rong suddenly thought of the reason why Qing Jun had come so unexepctedly, he remembered the letter he sent to the Nanci Mansion this morning, where he had casually mentioned that he was going to attend a cultural meeting with his senior brother, and that the noon letter might be late.

So... Qing Jun had come?

After several days of acting coy, had she finally stopped being angry about that stolen kiss?

And, as the saying goes, "A woman dresses up for the one she loves," this outfit must be meant for her husband’s eyes...

Nevertheless, Zhao Rong still felt a bit annoyed, feeling it was somewhat unfair to the other men at the gathering. Although Qing Jun was conservative even in her chest-high dress, not even showing her collarbones, she was the type of woman who attracted men with her demeanor, not needing any vulgar display of skin...

At that moment, the wonderful complexity of Zhao Rong’s expressions was spotted by Li Jinsu, who was brewing tea beside him, as he coughed lightly to pull his gaze away from Qing Jun.

Li Jinsu glanced at Zhao Rong, whose expression was odd, and at the other junior brothers who also couldn’t help but stare. He hesitated and was about to speak when a voice suddenly sounded.

The voice was deep, "Don’t gaze at what is improper!"

All the scholars from the Academy shuddered, quickly either bowing their heads or turning away, no longer looking at Lingfei. However, in the next second, they all realized, huh? That wasn’t the voice of their senior brother...

Li Jinsu looked at Zhao Rong, speechlessly. He was still staring at Lingfei intently. The words that had just been uttered came from Zhao Rong’s own mouth, telling his brothers not to look, while he himself had a stern expression on his face without turning his head...

Zhao Rong felt that what he had said was justified, righteous. Why couldn’t he look at his own wife? It was perfectly in accordance with propriety. It was you all who should restrain yourselves, not to gaze at what is improper. Move your eyes away from Qing Jun, this dress and light makeup, she didn’t dress up for you...

Lingfei’s face remained calm as ever in the face of everyone’s avid scrutiny, but inside she felt a bit shy. It wasn’t because of the gaze from those men and women, but because she had stealthily caught sight of that figure at the outermost corner of the crowd coming towards her.

Rong’er was still dressed in the student robe of the Academy, standing behind his senior brothers. Ugh, what a blockhead, not even blinking... It’s been a long time since I wore this outfit. I wonder if it looks okay... If you dare say it’s ugly, then... then I will ignore you forever... and also bite you.

Thinking this, Lingfei bit her lip lightly, saw Zhao Rong’s dumbfounded reaction, and her heart felt as if it had been brushed with honey, so sweet. But suddenly, Lingfei felt a bit annoyed again. Hadn’t she decided to ignore him for half a ten-day? So why had she foolishly run to see Rong’er again so soon?

Last time she heard from Ye Lanzhi that Zhao Rong’s senior brother was going to hold a Nuanyi Gathering with Ye Ruoxi, so she had secretly taken note. This morning, at the end of the letter she received from Zhao Rong, he had also briefly mentioned this event. Then, holding the letter and leaning on the railing, she had stared distantly, her head tilted. How long had it been since they had played together... So Lingfei came up with various excuses, unable to restrain herself from joining Ye Lanzhi to attend the Nuanyi Gathering.

Lingfei also recalled her reasons.

Well, I was planning to come to the gathering to relax anyway. What a coincidence, you’re here too? But I won’t talk to you. We agreed I’d ignore you for half a ten-day, and it’s only been half the time, uh, how come it’s only half? Just half? Did I miscalculate... Okay, no mistake, I even counted one more day for Rong’er. So... you, you’d better not come any closer.

With these thoughts, Lingfei stealthily glanced at Zhao Rong. The annoyance gradually disappeared from her mind, and she once again felt happy inside, her steps becoming lighter.

Ye Ruoxi came forward to greet Lingfei and Ye Lanzhi, stopping before them.

She didn’t speak right away, but looked at her cousin’s smiling face; then, she turned her head and scrutinized Zhao Lingfei from head to toe with great detail. For a moment, she was silent.

Ye Ruoxi thought for a moment and tentatively asked, "Lingfei Junior Sister?"

It was as if she wasn’t sure about the person right in front of her, worried she might have recognized the wrong person, even though the probability of that happening was less than one in a thousand...

Zhao Lingfei slightly bowed her head, casting her gaze upon the double-ear knot tied on her chest, and spoke softly, "Senior Sister, stop fooling around."

At this point, Ye Lanzhi explained to the people around with a smile, "I also thought that Lingfei Senior Sister wouldn’t come, but this morning, as I happened to pass by Qinglian Pavilion, I stopped by to ask, and unexpectedly, Senior Sister agreed to join us for the gathering. And here I am, having successfully brought Senior Sister to you all."

Ye Lanzhi finished with a laugh, then looked around the gathering, her gaze pausing slightly at a certain spot before she couldn’t help but glance at Lingfei Senior Sister beside her.

There was a "minor issue" that Ye Lanzhi didn’t mention, which was the reason she arrived so late; besides having to dress up and prepare herself for the gathering due to a major event involved, she also waited for Zhao Lingfei for a while outside Qinglian Pavilion. She found that, like her, Lingfei Senior Sister had dressed up carefully before leaving home.

On the way here, Ye Lanzhi was a bit puzzled, but now, seeing Zhao Rong in the back of the crowd, she suddenly realized the reason.

I heard Lingfei Senior Sister and that Zhao Ziyu grew up together just like childhood sweethearts... somewhat like me...

Ye Lanzhi, thinking of something, sighed quietly to herself.

Ye Ruoxi cleared her throat and nodded, "Cousin, you’re incredible."

She then teased Zhao Lingfei,

"Junior Sister, what a rare guest! Before Ning Ying Senior Sister left the Residence, she told us junior brothers and sisters to take you to more literary meetings, but we failed to persuade you several times. I didn’t expect that on the day of my gathering, you would come. Hmm, when I see her again, I can finally give Ning Ying Senior Sister an explanation. Good Junior Sister, you’ve really honored your Senior Sister, my care for you wasn’t in vain..."

Afterward, the ladies exchanged a few more jests and laughter, and the group returned to their seats at the gathering.

The Hongli girls had already prepared the meeting’s arrangements, the fine wine and delicacies, and other elegant items.

The Nuanyi Gathering officially began.

Zhao Rong kept his attention on Zhao Lingfei; seeing her surrounded by a crowd, mostly female Residence Students, he found it inconvenient to approach and call out to her.

Zhao Rong scratched his nose, his previous speculations becoming somewhat uncertain, because Qing Jun, from her arrival until now, seemed not to have glanced his way once. Could it be that she hadn’t noticed him?

Should I go over and greet her?

Or could it be that Qing Jun did see him but is still holding a grudge?

Zhao Rong shook his head gently, sighing.

Why act like a little girl, isn’t it just that I couldn’t resist kissing you? Can’t you handle even that small of a loss?

If it comes down to it, I’ll just stand still later and let you kiss me twice.

Children hold grudges, but adults pay back in spades.

Zhao Rong thought to himself.