My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 689 - 424 Zhao Rong: Can we have dinner together tonight? (End) (5600)_3

Chapter 689: Chapter 424 Zhao Rong: Can we have dinner together tonight? (End) (5600)_3

Zhao Rong stayed silent, simply watching her.

Expecting him to take the initiative and pull her close, Su Xiaoxiao saw that this blockhead still hadn’t caught on and come forward to coax her, offering a way out of the awkwardness.

She stretched out her hand to rub her swollen eyes, nudged her feet gently, and took a step forward on her own. She wrapped her arms around the blockhead’s arm, and affectionately bumped her little head against his left shoulder.

"Teacher Zhu has made up with me, it’s... it’s just me overthinking, um, why didn’t you explain it to me clearly... making me imagine things."

Su Xiaoxiao reached out her little hand and lightly pinched the flesh on his waist. After crying, her slightly husky voice had lost some of its crispness, but it was still cute and coquettish.

She felt a little reluctant to let go, and after pinching his waist, she rubbed the spot again and nestled her little head against Zhao Rong’s arm.

The latter remained silent.

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t mind Zhao Lang’s rather flat response, assuming that he was holding a grudge as well.

She turned to Zhu Yourong once more to express her thanks:

"Thank you, Teacher Zhu. Next time I will certainly make sure to understand the situation... ptui ptui, there will definitely not be a next time."

Zhu Yourong laughed and waved her hand, seeing that Zhao Rong was not talking, she turned to introduce Su Xiaoxiao to Yu Huaijin and Li Xueyou, among others.

The little fox demon who loved wearing bright red dresses was back to her lively and cheerful self. Now, hearing they were Zhao Lang’s classmates, her tone was warm and envious as she greeted Yu Huaijin and Li Xueyou.

At the table, a few women chatted with each other and got to know one another.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled happily, seeing this blockhead Zhao Lang still not making a sound, she looked up only to meet Zhao Rong’s gaze, which was fixed on her.

Su Xiaoxiao was momentarily stunned, then realized that her lover might be a bit confused.

The little fox demon, with his arm around hers, stood on her toes and leaned close to his ear to whisper: "Um, Zhao Lang, so you know Teacher Zhu in that way, befriending each other through your writing, having never met in person but still forming a spiritual connection."

She spoke with envy, her little head tilted back to see her lover’s profile close by, her face full of admiration and love: "Also, Zhao Lang, you are really talented, to be able to write such beautiful characters that even Teacher Zhu is impressed by you. She explained to me in detail about the first time she saw your writing; she was astounded and described how she felt... She said you are the most skilled calligrapher she has ever met among men."

Su Xiaoxiao tip-toed slightly, a sly and charming smile on her face.

"If I had been there too, it would have been so interesting. Having never met, yet already connected in spirit... That’s something you’d only find in the elegance of books...

"I was wrong, misunderstanding that letter, misunderstanding Teacher Zhu. She’s so good, gentle and considerate, knows so much about many things, much smarter than little me, and her cultivation is so impressive. Just... just like great-grandmother..."

Zhao Rong looked down at her, who now seemed a bit guilty.

Su Xiaoxiao, happily draping his arm over her shoulder, twisted her slender waist and cheerfully said:

"Teacher Zhu can even read palms! She took your hand and wrote in your palm; it turns out she was taking a reading... She even looked at my palm... Zhao Lang, we are very compatible, it’s a lifetime of happy marriage!"

Zhao Rong was momentarily dazed, then turned to glance at the friends who seemed happy to play matchmaker and who had not disturbed their private conversation of sweet nothings. Zhu Yourong was softly inquiring Yu Huaijin and Li Xueyou about some matter of the Academy and at that moment did not turn her head to look over.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao, still holding his arm, spoke with a hint of concern:

"Um, Zhao Lang, my handwriting is all crooked and twisted, will it embarrass you? I, I will practice hard when I go back, okay? You can’t blame little me anymore." She used the meekest tone to say the most resolute words.

However, Zhao Rong still had no reaction, like a wooden dummy.

"Zhao Lang, say something!"

Su Xiaoxiao, who leaned on tiptoes to whisper, wanted to really nibble on Zhao Rong’s ear, but since there were others present, she ultimately felt embarrassed to do so and just tugged on Zhao Rong’s arm instead.

Zhao Rong turned around and nodded slightly.

He glanced at her.

Su Xiaoxiao’s face immediately brightened with joy, and she continued to whisper in his ear:

"What’s wrong, are you angry with me for being so quiet... um, don’t be mad, okay? I’ll make it up to you... you... you can bully me once however you like, I will absolutely obey... any needlework is fine..." Her voice softened as she coaxed her lover, becoming quieter and quieter, until it was barely audible.

Su Xiaoxiao shyly averted her gaze for a moment, but her heart was sweetly content as she buried her face in Zhao Rong’s embrace, nuzzling her face against him twice with compliance.

Together with her beloved, the little fox demon seemed to have endless words to speak, endless love to pour out, and an irresistible affection to reveal.

Once again, she couldn’t help but lift her face and bite his ear, saying,

"The characters are so ugly, all crooked and askew. Just now, Teacher Zhu saw the ones on the sachet and even complimented me. Thinking about it now, she was just trying to save my face. Teacher Zhu is really nice...

"Zhao Lang, before I came, I wrote something and put it in the sachet. You know, I spent a long time embroidering this sachet, and as soon as I finished, I couldn’t wait to see you wearing it. I have heard that a hand-embroidered sachet should be delivered by hand for it to bring safety. So, I didn’t come to purposely disturb your reading. It’s, it’s because I wanted to give this sachet to you, and also to have a little chat."

Seeing Zhao Lang not responding, Su Xiaoxiao, afraid that he wouldn’t believe her, hastily took out the sachet to show him.

"Wear it now."

Her movements were gentle as she attached the sachet to Zhao Rong’s waist while she sweetly smiled and said with her head bowed,

"I was just imagining things before; how could I not trust Zhao Lang? That white jade must have other significant meanings to you, keeping it close to you. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have had all these wild thoughts and bothered you. Um, Zhao Lang, I was wrong, and I upset you today...

"This is how it is. You don’t have to explain about the white jade to me. I won’t ask about it anymore, and from now on, I will never doubt you. Please calm down and talk to me, okay? When you’re silent, I... I get scared. I want to talk to you. These days in Taiching Prefecture, I’ve been longing to hear your voice, to smell the good scent on you..."

The little fox demon nestled in Zhao Rong’s embrace, her delicate nose rubbing his clean clothes as if she was indulging in every scent emanating from her lover, sniffing deeply, memorizing it in her heart.

Hearing her considerate and obedient approach to glossing over the matter of the white jade, Zhao Rong, who had been silent the whole time, lowered his head, gazing somewhat dazedly at Su Xiaoxiao, who trusted him wholeheartedly and explained everything clearly.

In the garden, Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin, Jing Zhi, and the others, although they never shifted their gaze towards Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao, the couple snuggled together, found dog food—that sort of thing—can still be stuffed into one’s mouth regardless of distance or medium.

With her head buried in her lover’s chest, Su Xiaoxiao’s joyful and contented appearance caused everyone to pause in their conversation and involuntarily glance over.

"Zhao Lang~ When are you leaving?"

The young Confucian Scholar took a deep breath.

Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head, realizing she hadn’t properly tied the sachet for Zhao Rong yet. She leaned back slightly and bowed her head, her small hands meticulously tying the red strings of the sachet.

In that empty spot at Zhao Rong’s waist, there once hung a white jade he’d never parted with.

The little fox demon’s lips curved upwards, and in a low, hopeful voice, she said,

"Can I go with you? I, I really want to stay by your side forever, just like before on the road to Du You City when you held my hand every day. Granny won’t mind, I can ask for some time off to go to Great Li with you..."

"Xiaoxiao."

The young Confucian Scholar who had been silent for a long time suddenly spoke, interrupting her.

"Hmm~ What is it?"

"How about we have dinner together tonight?"

"Sure! Will it be just the two of us?"

"You, me, and also the owner of that white jade."

His tone was calm.

"..."

At that moment, the atmosphere became as silent as death.

The two little hands tying the sachet’s red strings, halted.

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PS:(I didn’t slack off and fall asleep, I finally finished typing, 5600 words... Time for a nap!)

Oh, and the bonus Chapter attached to this Chapter includes the assembled girlfriend (da) photo (chi) beauty (du)... ahem.