My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 586 - 374

Chapter 586: 374

"Why do you all keep staring at this young master’s face?"

"Can’t you stop making excuses for not having fairies fall into your lap? Being the dream lover and destined husband of two supremely beautiful fairies—do you think it’s all because of this handsome face?"

"You should look for the problem within yourselves, like how this young master is a prime example of grand potential, and you gentlemen are... Zhao Rong couldn’t help but comment."

Actually, whether it was Gu Yiwu and his classmates or other unfamiliar guests, Zhao Rong didn’t really care about their strange looks.

However, a maid who had just joyfully become the second wife suddenly shooting him a glance from behind made Zhao Rong feel like he had thorns in his back.

"Will Qian’er send a letter back to Du You City overnight? Or perhaps write a ’Maid’s Diary’ or ’Supervising Rong’er’s Daily Work Report’ every day, and later hand it over to Qing Jun..." Zhao Rong inwardly lamented.

The key was, he felt like little Qian’er reporting on him was something that certainly wouldn’t disappoint him.

After all, meeting such rarely seen, beautiful fairies day after day, one calling him a dream lover and another calling him destined husband—what would pop up next? A pregnant stunning fairy? Calling him the father of her child?

And that’s just near Du You City in Great Li, this one place.

So, it was hard not to let Qing Jun and Qian’er’s thoughts run wild, wondering if Zhao Rong, before he came to Du You City to find them, had been spreading his seeds and leaving a trail of romantic debts.

"Good gracious, in just half a year, you’ve entangled yourself with so many mountain fairies?"

"Heaven help me, I just picked up a silly fox that was running around everywhere, distracting passersby and thus disrupting traffic order, making a small contribution to the traffic safety and environmental sanitation of the mountains in Wangque Continent, nothing more."

Zhao Rong felt that this kind-hearted act of public duty wasn’t really worth praising, no need to rush to tell Qing Jun and Qian’er for their commendation... Well, okay, with the silly fox demon gone, the mountain’s traffic safety really did improve a lot, but the traffic order at his home seemed a bit precarious."

"Thus, striving to become a master of traffic management, easing and developing all the congested traffic at home, ensuring that every road, whether a major road or a narrow path, is clear, and even connecting them when necessary, walking together... These are the primary challenges Zhao Rong faces for a long time, and also the main conflicts within the Old Zhao Family..."

"However, right now, he needs to handle the situation at hand first. Such as... The two outstandingly beautiful fairies sitting on his lap considering him their dream lover and destined husband."

"He must make things clear to little Qian’er."

"At this moment, on the ground floor of Zuixian Building, he faced Su Qingdai’s stunning smile and speech that silenced the entire place."

"Oh."

Zhao Rong pinched his chin and nonchalantly said, "Destined husband? Love at first sight?"

Su Qingdai gazed favorably at him with unblinking eyes and shook her head, "Love at first sight? That’s just the shallow desire of common men."

Her voice paused for a moment, and her tone became very serious, "It’s destined by fate."

Zhao Rong laughed, "I am from the Southern lands of Wangque Continent, having just arrived in the north not long ago. Unless I’m mistaken, I have never met the lady before, and tonight is also our first interaction. How can there be any talk of being destined?"

As he said this, Zhao Rong felt the ’death stare’ from a certain maid behind his head weaken significantly; he could even guess that little Qian’er behind him was probably tilting her head and pouting, creating a vivid image."

Some guests, upon hearing the words ’destined by fate,’ pondered for a while, their expressions turning slightly vague as they couldn’t help but scrutinize Zhao Rong."

Hearing what Zhao Rong said, Su Qingdai nodded, then shook her head."

She was stunningly beautiful, yet her natural expression carried a proud chill. When silent, she seemed like an iceberg, challenging to approach."

At this moment, this icy beauty stared at Zhao Rong, her lips curving into a slight smile, and she began to negotiate:

"Young master, please drink this cup of wine."

Zhao Rong was speechless."

Such a beauty, even if she was playing coy, was still a pleasure for the eyes. His patience became extraordinarily good, especially since, at this moment, Su Qingdai wasn’t making any excessive demands. Instead, she was just beseechingly asking him to slightly move his lips to drink a sip of the fine wine offered by her beautiful hands—or even to be fed by her personally...

This was simply divine treatment."

Some men inwardly clenched their teeth in jealousy—the goddess or fairy they had persistently pursued, now suddenly appearing so humble and eager before another man... They truly understood this feeling now."

But they dared not express their anger."

"Being able to make a stunning female Sword Cultivator act as a personal maid... even the legitimate sons of Great Li’s top families wouldn’t dare to indulge in such play."

However, the audacious Mr. Shenxu still did not disappoint everyone this time,

the scene of Su Qingdai smiling at Zhao Rong and feeding him wine with her Jade Hand seemed to deeply sting his eyes as well; covering his face, Mr. Shenxu wept profusely as he lamented,

"Sister Su, our Ziwei Pavilion values you so highly, my father has nurtured you so much... It was alright when geniuses from other Immortal families in the Li Territory pursued you and you coldly ignored them, after all, they were just toads lusting after a swan, not worthy of you, but what are you thinking now, how can you casually entrust yourself to some random man, does my father know? Does the pavilion know? Does the Su family know... I... I... I oppose this marriage!"

Since Mr. Shenxu had learned his lesson and did not shout as loudly this time, all the red-clothed maids let him speak, though they did not expect Mr. Shenxu to dare call that Mr. Zhao a wild man; what then, was the lady? A wild woman?

As expected, Su Qingdai’s expression turned slightly cold.

Thus, the opportunity for the red-clothed maids to redeem themselves arrived once more.

Bang—!

Having cunningly covered his face to protect it from the red-clad maids’ slaps, Mr. Shenxu miscalculated this time as a swift kick sent him tumbling backward, crying out "Aiyo, my mama!"

"What did you say?" the red-clothed maid Liu Mei snapped, hands on her hips, and her index finger pointing at the cradling-headed Mr. Shenxu:

"The couple has matched talents and beauty, a match made in heaven, and it’s your turn, you worthless playboy, to object?"

The onlookers: "........."

Mr. Shenxu curled up on the ground, whimpering, seemingly wanting to speak again, but upon opening his eyes, he met the stern gaze of the red-clothed maid. Mr. Shenxu shivered deeply. When a villain met a worse one, he dared not make another sound.

Watching this scene from the side, Zhao Rong blinked and then silently mourned for Mr. Shenxu, who dared to speak the truth. He then lightly coughed and leaned slightly forward.

Su Qingdai, who had never glanced at Mr. Shenxu before, upon seeing this, a gleam of joy sparkled in her eyes. She slowly rose, slightly tilting the wine cup held in her Jade Hand, and fed him the toast.

This was his first time drinking such a wine; whether in the Imperial College of Great Chu or on the way to Du You, he had never visited such a place of fireworks. However, it was not a major taboo for scholars from the academy to come to such a place; rather, they naturally felt close to it.

Every poetry event at Linlu Academy began with the winning poetry circulating first from the fireworks sites up and down Quanzhou Mountain, then becoming popular across Wangque, including a hidden competition between the two academies of North and South Wangque. It became a topic of conversation for cultivators on Wangque Mountain in leisure time. Sometimes, entering a brothel or tavern, the first thing to do was to inquire the cleaning staff and singing girls about which new song was popular, and whether the most famous talent was from the north or the south...

Thus, being romantic without being vulgar was acceptable.

"Alright, madam, you may speak now."

Zhao Rong always felt a faint taste of rouge in his mouth, leaning toward the cool scent of snow lotuses, lingering for a long time.

Su Qingdai placed the tea cup down and gazed directly into Zhao Rong’s eyes.

She seemed to really enjoy looking into people’s eyes, different from Luo Xiu, who sat on Zhao Rong’s other leg; the latter was quiet, seemingly a bit shy, always looking downwards and not meeting Zhao Rong’s eyes. And even the reasons she spoke seemed somewhat perfunctory to Zhao Rong.

A lover from a dream?

Zhao Rong chuckled dryly. Therefore, he admired more the extraordinarily beautiful woman sitting on his left leg, who looked straight into his eyes with such demeanor. He was also curious about what she was about to say next.

Su Qingdai did not beat around the bush this time; normally, she was as cold as an iceberg, sparing in her speech when talking to others. But in front of her destined true love, she was different:

"The Pavilion Master invested greatly in using the pavilion’s Forbidden Technique to conduct divination for me, and deduced that tonight, in the Zuixian Building, I will meet the true love of this life.

"The Pavilion Master deduced through Divination that my destined soulmate is a descendent of the Zhao family, a pure Confucian Scholar, whose name and courtesy name both comprise elements of warfare and beautiful jade. Though his name may not be prominent now, he has a saintly aura, like a hidden dragon in a deep pool. If I seize this opportunity and can stay by his side..."

Su Qingdai paused for a moment, her beautiful eyes intensely focused on Zhao Rong, reflecting his calm expression; her pearly teeth and red lips slightly parted:

"Being accepted by him and exchanging heartfelt vows as Dual Cultivation Couple, brushed by the saintly fortune of this Zhao family’s beautiful jade... then all the hardships and great fears in my later cultivation journey could be safely surmounted, smoothly soaring through the clouds, and even potentially reaching cultivation realms I never dared to dream of before...

"The Pavilion Master also said that in this life, I have only this one chance, tonight, here in Zuixian Building to meet him; missing it would mean never being able to interact again, accompanying a great man as he rises.

"Zhao Rong... Zhao Ziyu... Mr. Zhao, you are my destined true love.

"Please forgive my sudden appearance tonight, which might seem somewhat rude. Mr. Zhao, you can inquire in the mountains of the Li Territory; I, Su Qingdai, am not a frivolous woman. It’s just that I do not want to miss out on meeting you."

The understatedly dressed stunning woman, with her clear and gentle voice tinged with utmost sincerity, kept her eyes steadily on Zhao Rong’s undisturbed eyes.

The atmosphere in the main hall of the Zuixian Building was somewhat tense; after a moment of astonishment, silence followed as people pondered, their eyes fixed on the quiet Zhao Rong.