My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 672 - 414 Zhao Lingfei: Whose Baby Bump is This? (Part 2)

Chapter 672: Chapter 414 Zhao Lingfei: Whose Baby Bump is This? (Part 2)

That was a book placed on the highest shelf, which Su Xiaoxiao had to hop twice before she could reach it.

It seemed to be about the daily life of the last Emperor of a small country at the foot of the mountains.

But that was not important, what mattered was... when she finally grasped the book in her hand, before she could even conjure up a hint of triumph, a letter slipped out from between the pages of the daily records.

It fell from above her head, brushed past Su Xiaoxiao’s nose, and in that instant, delivered a faint fragrance of orchids, leaving her with a stupefied expression on her little face.

Then, it gently fluttered to the ground.

And Su Xiaoxiao also fell to the ground, supporting herself with both hands on the cold floor behind her.

The little fox demon, who would usually pout, did not cry out in pain at this moment. Instead, she went pale, her eyelids drooped, and her eyes blankly stared at the unknown letter on the floor.

She watched it unblinkingly, the letter acting like a strange vortex, capturing all her attention.

In the quiet courtyard, inside the still room, Su Xiaoxiao slowly got up in silence, without crying or fussing, her expression just stunned, like a delicate rag doll with no life in it.

The letter, too, lay quietly in the warm pale golden sunlight streaming in through the window.

Su Xiaoxiao regained her composure, and naturally, she hugged her knees, squatted next to the letter on the ground, bit her lip, and silently watched it.

A refreshing orchid fragrance, locked in the yellowed pages for a long time, finally saw the light of day again and began to flaunt its presence unabashedly.

Right in front of a sensitive little fox demon.

The silent study, the old bookshelf, the sunny spot on the floor beneath the shelf, the lonely letter raft, and the equally solitary fox-eyed girl squatting beside it.

This scene lasted for a very long time.

At a certain moment, the fox-eyed girl gently pursed her lips, raised her hand, and picked up the letter.

A bad person, who taught her many things, once said, there are some things you must face, whether you like it or not, and you cannot deceive yourself.

Su Xiaoxiao still squatted on the ground, her hands clutching her knees tighter, her little chin comfortably resting on one knee, as she looked down and opened the envelope.

The scent of orchids grew stronger.

At the same time, lines of delicate and elegant handwriting saw the light of day once more.

"Searching and seeking, cold and desolate... miserable, sorrowful, and forlorn. Swallows and orioles, wind and rain... year after year, dusk after dusk... morning after morning." The little fox demon’s lips moved silently for a while, and then... she quietly closed the paper.

She couldn’t understand anything written between ’him’ and the letter’s author, these two individuals’ correspondence!

She only felt... that they were very refined and in perfect harmony, just like... just like in the romance novels about talented scholars and beauties, where the beauty is locked away and sends the letter to the scholar through her maid.

The letter contained few words, but every stroke was full of romance and emotion.

The handwriting must belong to a lady of gentle dignity and tender heart; yes, that would be the leading lady fit for Zhao Rong, thought the foolish fox demon – originally the second female lead, silly, unloved, and waiting silently in unrequited love... Later, she would turn dark and do bad things... Su Xiaoxiao looked down, silently putting away the letter, the corners of her mouth hidden by her drooping hair, curving into a faint smile, yet two silent and cold tears slid down.

Moistening the stiff corners of her lips and the bitter taste of rouge.

She curled up on the ground next to the bookshelf, her petite body leaning unknowingly against it, using the thick books for support to hold up her fragile frame.

All of a sudden, the little fox demon raised her right arm and fiercely wiped her face with her sleeve,

Invisible at that moment, her expression was silent, but she must have been crying, for her makeup was completely smeared.

The little fox demon, who was lively and adorable just a short while ago, had become a painted-face cat.

The next second, the letter that she held outstretched, far from her body, trembled sharply and slid from the powerless tips of her fingers.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly looked up, her body lunging forward...

In that instant, you could see her tear-stained, haggard face, as it could be described:

Jade face lonely with tears dried up, pear blossoms bring rain in spring.

She picked up the heartbreaking letter again, tucked it back into the book, hugged the book, and staggered to her feet. She fetched a small stool, returned to the corresponding spot beneath the bookshelf, climbed onto the stool with outstretched arms, intending to return the book to its place, but she fell down several times from the stool.

The miscellaneous book and letter, left high on a shelf by someone for a long time, were covered with dust and the tears of a lovesick fox demon.

Su Xiaoxiao fell from the stool again, now bruised all over her body.

"Zhao... Zhao Ziyu... Zhao Rong..." Her expression was distant, mumbling something as if in mourning, in a state of heartbreak.

Su Xiaoxiao looked weak and wobbly, her body unsteady, resembling a tangerine-colored candle in a thatched cottage with its roof blown off by a storm, flickering, as if it might extinguish at any second...

Creak—!

Just then, with a slight sound, someone pushed open the door.

In front of the door, a long shadow in white stretched out.

A voice suddenly broke the silence inside the room.

Su Xiaoxiao’s petite body shook violently.

...

Lingfei had returned to Linlu Academy.

At the gatehouse, she wrote her name expertly on the registration form, the line of text that always brought her joy for a while:

Wife of Zhao Ziyu, student of Shuaixing Hall, visiting.

But Lingfei at this moment seemed to be performing a repetitive mechanical act, signing her name with a calm expression before silently stepping through the main gate.

She made her way to the entrance of the East Fence Small House at the academy.