My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 671 - 413 Zhao Lingfei: Whose Baby Bump is This? (Part 2)

Chapter 671: Chapter 413 Zhao Lingfei: Whose Baby Bump is This? (Part 2)

Everything seemed as it had been, except that the bedding she had left out to dry the previous day had been taken in by someone else.

Besides, there was a faint scent in the air, somewhat like... the spices from Fan Yushu’s body?

The teary-mole woman slightly narrowed her autumn eyes, scanned around, lightly sniffed with her delicate nose, and slightly frowned.

At that moment, at the threshold behind her, two heads also peeked in, their eyes scanning the room with a somewhat complex look, seemingly searching for something as well.

Fan Yushu solemnly coughed, "Uh, sister-in-law, is there something you need help with? The bedding... we have already taken care of it for you, are you satisfied with it?"

He suddenly added with a dawning realization, "Oh, right, yesterday evening, Senior Yu and her maid were also here. When we came to tidy up Ziyu’s bedding, they also entered the room and might have shuffled some things around. Sister-in-law, I mean... there shouldn’t be anything missing from Ziyu’s room, right? Senior Yu and her company are not the type to do such things, um, but it’s also possible they might have taken a piece of calligraphy to give to Teacher Zhu, haha."

"That Senior Yu... and her maid..." Lingfei silently mouthed a sentence, her eyebrows gradually relaxing as she shook her head, "It’s nothing, thank you, Yushu and Teng Ying for the help."

Afterward, Lingfei glanced around the room a few more times, then left the north room with Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying. This time, she took out a small key.

As Lingfei locked the door, she lowered her head and said, "Teng Ying, you should have a key to the north room too, right?"

Jia Tengying nodded, "Yes, Ziyu gave me one."

Lingfei was quiet for a while. After she had securely locked the door that belonged only to her and Rong’er’s world, she elegantly turned her tall figure. Her beautiful face was lit by the morning sun, making her look very attractive. However, her words were rather cold and polite.

"If there is nothing urgent in the future, let’s avoid opening the door and having others enter the room. My husband... does not like others touching his things. But this time it was Lingfei’s mistake, it won’t happen again, thank you, Teng Ying, Yushu."

Her tone was quite affectionate toward the two men, not because they were close—in fact, they had not met many times—but because she followed her husband’s ways of addressing his friends.

Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying, upon hearing these words, did not sense anything improper about the distance in her speech. Their first impression of this fairy-like Zhao woman was that she was so beautiful it demanded distance, naturally deterring intimacy. Their soft smiles were also due to someone’s influence, so polite speech was normal.

So at that moment, the two men felt a bit guilty, because of a certain little fox demon that had gone missing...

"Certainly, sister-in-law."

They nodded vigorously.

Lingfei nodded, glanced at the white clouds in the sky, and then turned and left.

...

In the courtyard.

Despite standing under the brilliant autumn sun, Jia Tengying and Fan Yushu both looked somewhat gloomy, and the atmosphere between them fell into silence.

Jia Tengying frowned, scratching his head as he said sternly, "If this continues, something is definitely going to happen."

Fan Yushu nodded in agreement, "Ziyu, oh Ziyu, sooner or later it’s going to end badly. But... once it happens, the sister-in-law will only need to think back slightly and will inevitably realize our wrongdoings. Ah, how are we going to face her then? She probably won’t trust us anymore."

He sighed again.

Jia Tengying just shook his head, not saying anything.

Fan Yushu looked at the locked door, curious, "Where did Sister Su go? She’s not even here, I thought she would be caught in the act by Sister Zhao."

"Don’t know," Jia Tengying pondered, "She might have gone out earlier than me; or she might have left in the middle of our trip to the Confucian Temple."

Fan Yushu exclaimed, "Forget it, I’m not dealing with this anymore. Covering up once means endless cover-ups after that. I’m going back to my quarters to read books these coming days without staying here. Suddenly found out reading is quite interesting."

Are you just finding a new place to slack off? Jia Tengying looked at his classmate speechlessly, feeling like reading and slacking were synonymous for him.

"Wait for me, I’m coming too." However, the honest Jia Tengying also decided to make a getaway.

This East Fence Small House could become a ’crime scene’ at any moment; staying here was simply too risky, as they could at any moment become accomplices to a scoundrel.

Those two sisters whom they had not yet met, Ziyu was indeed incredibly lucky so far. But going on like this, no matter how lucky, it wouldn’t end well. Especially for Fairy Zhao, who was no fool. The scrutinizing look she had swept them with earlier was still making them jittery.

They even suspected now whether Lingfei was saying she was leaving but actually ambushing by the courtyard gate... Yes, very likely.

The two classmates felt a chill on the backs of their necks and turned to look toward the courtyard gate just as it was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

The two yelped in fright, leaning back.

Just outside the gate... a petite, fiery figure jumped in.

Big, lively fox eyes, adorable, today dressed in red.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head, looking at Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying.

The two widened their eyes and tiptoed to look behind her; the alley outside the gate was empty.

"No... no problem." Fan Yushu coughed twice and, unable to resist, stepped forward, "Sister Su, where have you been?"

Su Xiaoxiao, with a smile in her voice, replied, "I went to see that senior, had breakfast, chatted for a while, and now I’m back."

With her hands clasped behind her back, she spoke while passing by the two men to the front door of the north room, "Oh, why is the door locked? I haven’t left yet."

Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying exchanged glances.

The former sighed softly while the latter, bowing his head, stepped forward, took out a key, unlocked the door, and then, after thinking for a moment, handed the key directly to Su Xiaoxiao.

The red-clothed girl with fox-like eyes happily thanked them and hopped into her lover’s room.

Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying turned and walked away in perfect unison, heading to another building to avoid any fuss...

Before leaving, Fan Yushu dropped a considerate remark.

"Take care, Sister Su."

"Ah? Uh uh..." Soon after they left, Su Xiaoxiao came out holding a large bundle of bedding, the bedding piled so high that it covered her head. The little fox demon, tilting her head slightly, looked around the empty courtyard in confusion, "Hmm, why is there no one here?"

She didn’t mind, shook her little head, and hummed habitually:

"It’s the third quarter of the hour of Chen; time to sun the quilts first!"

Su Xiaoxiao, just like her daily routine at her residence in Taiching Prefecture, took Zhao Rong’s bedding to the clothes rack at the eastern corner of the courtyard and spread it out again.

She clapped her small hands, satisfied, and swiftly ran back to the north room.

Su Xiaoxiao peeked her head out to look at the empty courtyard, and, like a thief, closed the door again, went to the desk and bookshelf, stood on tiptoe, and began exploring Zhao Rong’s bookshelf.

The little fox demon, who loved storybooks besides serious books, was interested in Zhao Rong’s entire shelf of serious books.

She didn’t finish flipping through one before she covered it back up exactly as it was and put it back—ah, she couldn’t let Zhao Rong find out she was snooping...

...

The morning autumn breeze was warm in the autumn sun.

A certain woman with autumn-hued eyes, quietly walking back to Taiching Prefecture.

At one moment, she stopped suddenly, turned around, and returned...

————

Satisfied, she swiftly ran back to the north room.

Su Xiaoxiao peeked her head out to look at the empty courtyard, and, like a thief, closed the door again, went to the desk and bookshelf, stood on tiptoe, and began exploring Zhao Rong’s bookshelf.

The little fox demon, who loved storybooks besides serious books, was interested in Zhao Rong’s entire shelf of serious books.

She didn’t finish flipping through one before she covered it back up exactly as it was and put it back—ah, she couldn’t let Zhao Rong find out she was snooping...

...

The morning autumn breeze was warm in the autumn sun.

A certain woman with autumn-hued eyes, quietly walking back to Taiching Prefecture.

At one moment, she stopped suddenly, turned around, and returned... satisfied, she swiftly ran back to the north room.

Su Xiaoxiao peeked her head out to look at the empty courtyard, and, like a thief, closed the door again, went to the desk and bookshelf, stood on tiptoe, and began exploring Zhao Rong’s bookshelf.

The little fox demon, who loved storybooks besides serious books, was interested in Zhao Rong’s entire shelf of serious books.

She didn’t finish flipping through one before she covered it back up exactly as it was and put it back—ah, she couldn’t let Zhao Rong find out she was snooping...

...

The morning autumn breeze was warm in the autumn sun.

A certain woman with autumn-hued eyes, quietly walking back to Taiching Prefecture.

At one moment, she stopped suddenly, turned around, and went back...

went back...