My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 255 - 210 Soft Jade Warm and Fragrant, Qing Jun Amiable (Part 1)

Chapter 255: Chapter 210 Soft Jade Warm and Fragrant, Qing Jun Amiable (Part 1)

Even if his steps were slow, the road would still come to an end.

At the end was the grand entrance of Nanci Mansion.

Zhao Rong paused his steps, taking a serious look at this place, which had become familiar over the month.

Then, he voluntarily let go of Lingfei’s hand.

"Qing Jun, I’m leaving first. I have an early journey tomorrow morning, you don’t need to see me off," he said.

Lingfei, with her back to Zhao Rong, didn’t speak or react; she walked straight towards the door.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, gazing at the figure of his wife before preparing to turn and leave.

Just then, just as he was about to turn around.

Lingfei’s voice was carried over by the evening breeze.

"Fool, keep up."

Zhao Rong froze in his movement, momentarily wondering if he had experienced an auditory hallucination.

What did Qing Jun say?

Zhao Rong stared blankly at Lingfei’s graceful figure.

Seemingly perceiving his stupor.

Lingfei slightly bowed her head and spoke again, her voice soft, without turning back, "If you’re not coming... then forget it."

Zhao Rong’s eyes widened slightly, then he blinked.

He cleared his throat and quickly caught up to Lingfei, thinking a fool definitely wouldn’t miss this...

By the way, did Qing Jun mean... it’s getting cold, come in for a cup of tea?

Zhao Rong hastened his steps.

Lingfei heard the hurried footsteps of Rong’er behind her, her ears felt a bit hot, and a sense of regret rose in her heart...

Lingfei bit her lip and remained silent.

As the two passed by the desk where the female officials were stationed.

Lingfei tilted her head, gave the ladies a slight smile, and nodded in acknowledgment.

The high-bun female official nodded in agreement; she watched the couple passing in front of her.

Over these days, these young lovebirds had been inseparable, glued together, seen every day; the high-bun female official was no longer surprised by it.

Only today, this Fairy Zhao actually took him inside...

She glanced at Zhao Rong, who was wearing his simple scholar’s attire, sleeves pulled over his hands, watching Lingfei intently and suddenly quickening his step to walk beside the Fairy, both of them moving away into the distance.

The high-bun female official withdrew her gaze and exchanged a knowing look with her colleagues, who all wore peculiar expressions.

Other than the female Residence Students, men were not typically prohibited from entering Nanci Mansion.

Inside the mansion were appropriately spaced independent residences, housing the women’s Cultivation Cave Mansions within the four residences, each with their own restrictions and arrangements, generally not affecting others.

Therefore, as long as the owners of those courtyards inside the mansion agreed and vouched, men could enter.

However, bringing someone in at night...

Zhao Rong and Lingfei continued together along the lakeside cobbled path toward the deeper parts of Nanci Mansion.

The inside of the mansion was very quiet and serene.

Some courtyards were splendidly and magnificently constructed, while others within the courtyard were simple and plain, with only a lone light visible from afar at a window.

The slightly cool evening breeze carried the faint fragrance of flowers planted by the women of the courtyard.

Because Lingfei had a man by her side, and added to the clean and vibrant energy floating around them in the dark, emitting a conspicuous hazy purple light, it seemed like a lantern from the mountain spirits lighting their path.

On the road, the occasional female Residence Student they encountered couldn’t help but glance sideways.

However, Zhao Rong dared not wander his eyes because Qing Jun was right beside him, every move under her watchful eye.

At that moment, he felt a sense of déjà vu as if he were passing by a girls’ dormitory building in a previous life.

Although there were significant differences from a girls’ dormitory, with all residents being practitioners, it was unlikely that any female Residence Students would hang personal garments like bellybands or underpants outside.

But what if?

One can never be too sure.

What if he accidentally caught sight of a daring Fairy dressed lightly... should he take a second look?

Of course not.

Zhao Rong had realized quite early that he was destined to encounter romantic entanglements, which he previously considered a good thing, but now...

Zhao Rong stared straight ahead at the road, his attention fully focused on Qing Jun beside him.

He noticed that her expression was calm, seemingly not paying much attention to his performance.

However, the more she behaved like this, the more cautious Zhao Rong became. In his previous life, he and his companions would pass under the girls’ dormitory, and he would sneak a glance when his companions weren’t paying attention—something he absolutely could not do now.

Tonight it seemed very likely that the revolution would succeed, and he was about to seize the fruit of victory, but he could not have it spoiled by a sugar-coated shell.

The sugar-coated shell of Qing Jun would definitely be tastier than this one.

Zhao Rong kept a serious expression the entire way, but his mind wandered wildly.

But soon, he saw that someone else got a taste of the "sugar-coated shell" before him...

Pure Purple Energy, showing itself in human form for the first time, was somewhat exuberantly joyful.

A hand-sized little girl climbed around on Lingfei’s body.

Either burrowing into Lingfei’s sleeves.

Or holding onto the familiar white jade at Lingfei’s waist, floating and flying around like a little bee moving house, but her small frame seemed a bit strained air, wobbling dangerously in the air.

At that moment, Pure Purple Energy climbed onto the jade hairpin in Lingfei’s hair, her body like an octopus. She clung to the undecorated side of the hairpin, swaying back and forth, seemingly trying to pull it out.

Lingfei was somewhat exasperated but amused; she tilted her head, raised her hand, and gently grasped, catching the naïve little girl.

The previously mischievous Pure Purple Energy instantly dared not move, regaining her usual docility.

She curled her petite body, crouching in Lingfei’s palm.

Lingfei looked down to see the little girl with pigtails raising her little head to meet her gaze, yet her face was unclear.

The next second, Pure Purple Energy reached out, her thin arms wrapped around one of Lingfei’s slender fingers, and she rubbed her cheek against it affectionately.

Lingfei gazed at the "daughter" given to her by Brother Rong’er to alleviate her worries, feeling a gentle tug at her heartstrings.

Suddenly, Lingfei moved to hold Pure Purple Energy in her arms, her slender forefinger tenderly stroking her head.

Pure Purple Energy found herself in a warm and cozy haven. She looked up, extending her hands, trying to grasp Lingfei’s fingers, thus her body shifted about in the tender haven.

At one moment, Pure Purple Energy seemed uncomfortable, shifting left and right, burrowing in Lingfei’s embrace...

On one side, Zhao Rong watched this scene intently, unable to look away.

Zhao Rong suddenly realized that his child’s cafeteria was actually quite large, not as small as it seemed from the outside.

Today, Qing Jun wore a sky blue chest-high robe, a fashionable attire among the secular dynasty’s noble ladies at the base of the mountain and in their Great Chu as well.

If Qing Jun had not been sent to the mountain for cultivation due to her unique talents, she would probably be like many other noble ladies in Qianjing of Great Chu, a common lady... raising a family...

This chest-high robe, also known as a high-waisted robe, was tied very high at the waist, the upper part fitted, and when combined with a woman’s sloped shoulders, it made one appear petite and exquisite, the overall appearance elegant and splendid.

However, because the robe was tied so high, it was very prone to slipping off when walking.

The chest-high robe Qing Jun wore, tied above her chest with an intricate two-piece design and a double-ear knot... Just a little looseness could cause it to slip.

Yet Qing Jun wore it quite securely, and throughout their hiking and playing today, nothing was amiss, firmly holding up.

This could only mean one thing... the lady was quite substantial.

Zhao Rong glanced again at the scenery near the child’s cafeteria.

Indeed, the size of the cafeteria was something that needed to be inspected on-site to be understood; one couldn’t determine its actual scale just from the outside.

Watching Lingfei tenderly holding Pure Purple Energy, Zhao Rong suddenly recalled something. After a brief hesitation, he still decided to speak, "Qing Jun."

"Hmm?"

"Actually, during the debate over Confucianism, that strange old man gave me two East Coming Purple Energies."

Lingfei turned to look at Zhao Rong, remaining silent.

Zhao Rong decided it was best to clarify, as he had only mentioned it briefly before.

"Besides this Pure Purple Energy, there was another one named ’Wu Wei.’" Zhao Rong smiled, "I gave it to a friend."

He paused for a moment, then added, "A very, very good friend. It’s actually quite lonely, though it never admits it, hard as boiled duck—still, I know, so I sent Wu Wei to keep it company."

Lingfei’s expression grew a bit anxious. She had wanted to ask more, but seeing Zhao Rong’s radiant smile, she chose not to speak further, softly saying, "Hmm, I understand."

The two continued forward, and soon, they finally arrived at Qinglian Pavilion.

Zhao Rong curiously scrutinized the Elegant Courtyard hidden amongst the trees. Outside the court, he looked up at a three-story building, likely Qing Jun’s boudoir, also the place Zhao Rong wanted to have tea. He wondered if the tea table inside was spacious enough to accommodate two people... No matter, he would find out once inside.

At that moment, Lingfei, holding Pure Purple Energy, stepped forward, pushed open the courtyard door, and walked inside.

Zhao Rong’s face brightened, and he took a deep breath secretly. His gaze intense, he stared at Qing Jun’s attractive back and quickly followed.