Chapter 414: Concubine Zhao Ling: Who is this? (Part 2)
It was a book placed at the top of the bookshelf, and Su Xiaoxiao had to jump hard twice to reach it.
It seems to be about the daily life of the last emperor of a small country under the mountain.
But none of this was important. What was important was... when she finally grabbed the book in her hand, and before she could feel a little proud, a piece of paper slipped out from the pages of this daily note book.
It fell from the top of her head and passed over the tip of Su Xiaoxiao's nose. It instantly sent a faint fragrance of orchid, which made her face freeze.
Then it fell lightly to the ground.
Su Xiaoxiao also fell to the ground, holding his hands on the cold ground behind him.
The little fox demon who would have puckered his lips in the past did not cry out in pain at this time, but had a pale face, lowered his eyes, and stared blankly at the unknown letter on the ground.
Without turning her eyes away, this letter was like a strange whirlpool that attracted all her attention.
In the quiet yard and in the quiet room, Su Xiaoxiao got up quietly, neither crying nor fussing, but her expression was dull, like a delicate rag doll, lifeless.
The letter also fell quietly into the warm pale golden sunlight shining through the window.
Su Xiaoxiao regained her composure naturally. She hugged her knees with both hands and squatted next to the letter on the ground. She lowered her head and bit her lip, looking at it silently.
A burst of refreshing orchid fragrance, which had been locked in the withered pages of the book for a long time, finally saw the light of day and began to show its existence unscrupulously.
Just in front of a sensitive little fox demon.
A quiet study room, an old bookshelf, a sun-covered ground under the bookshelf, a lonely letter raft on the ground, and a fox-eyed girl squatting alone next to it.
This scene lasted for a long, long time.
At a certain moment, the fox-eyed girl pursed her lips slightly, raised her hand, and picked up the letter.
A bad guy who taught her a lot of things once said that there are some things that you have to face, whether you like it or not, you can't lie to yourself.
Su Xiaoxiao was still squatting on the ground, holding her knees tightly with both hands, resting her chin comfortably on one knee, and opened the envelope while lowering her eyes.
The orchid fragrance is more intense.
At the same time, two lines of beautiful and elegant handwriting came to light again.
"Looking and looking for the deserted and deserted... miserable and miserable. Orioles and swallows, wind and rain... every year and evening... morning and evening." A certain little fox demon squirmed with its pink lips and muttered silently for a while, and then...
…silently closed the letter.
She couldn't even understand the letters written by 'her' and him, and the exchanges between them!
I just feel that... they are very elegant and have a tacit understanding, just like... like in the novel of The Talented Man and the Beautiful Woman, the talented and beautiful woman is locked in a boudoir and asks a maid to deliver a letter to the talented man.
There are only a few words in the letter, but each stroke is very romantic and moving.
The owner of the handwriting must be a talented woman with a clear heart and a clear heart. Well, this is the heroine who matches Zhao Lang. A certain stupid fox demon turns out to be the second female lead. She is stupid and has no one to love her. She is still waiting silently with wishful thinking...
In the future, he will turn into a black man and do bad things... Su Xiaoxiao lowered his head and silently put away the letter. The corners of his mouth covered by hanging black hair were slightly raised, and he smiled lightly, but two lines of coolness slipped down silently.
The corners of the stiff lips were stained with bitter rouge.
She was curled up on the ground next to the bookshelf. She didn't know when she got up and leaned against the bookshelf, relying on a thick shelf of books to support her unstable body.
A certain little fox demon suddenly raised his right arm and wiped his face hard with his sleeve.
I couldn't see her expression at this time, and it was silent, but the girl must have been crying because all her makeup was wiped off.
The little fox demon who was cute and lively not long ago has now become a cat with a colorful face.
The next second, a fox-eyed girl stretched out her other hand and held the letter far away from her. As she spoke, her delicate body trembled suddenly, and as it slipped from the girl's weak fingertips,
.
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly raised his head and pounced forward...
In an instant, you can see her haggard face crying, and here is what she said:
The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.
She picked up the heartbreaking letter again, put it back in Shuli, stood up staggeringly with the book in her arms, moved a small bench, walked back to the corresponding position under the bookshelf, and stretched out on the bench.
He straightened his arms and tried to return the books to their original positions, but he fell off the bench several times.
This miscellaneous book and letters, which had been put away by someone for a long time, were stained with dust and the tears of an infatuated fox demon.
Su Xiaoxiao fell off the bench again, and was bruised all over.
"Zhao...Zhao Ziyu...Zhao Rong..." She looked in a daze, mumbling something in her mouth, as if she was in a state of silence and death.
Su Xiaoxiao's energy was shaky, and her body was swaying as well, like a little orange candle in a thatched house whose roof was lifted off by heavy rain, swaying, making people feel that it would be unable to hold on and extinguish in the next second...
Squeak!
At this moment, there was a slight sound and someone opened the door.
On the ground in front of the door, the shadow of the man in white was slender.
A voice suddenly sounded in the silent room.
Su Xiaoxiao's delicate body suddenly trembled.
…
Zhao Lingfei returned to Linlu Academy.
At the concierge, she skillfully wrote on the registration form that line of text that always made her happy for a while:
The wife of Zhao Ziyu, a student of Suixingtang, visited.
It was just that at this moment, Zhao Lingfei seemed to be doing something mechanical and repetitive. After signing her name with a calm expression, she silently walked into the door.
She came all the way to the gate of the school building where Dongli Xiaozhu is located.
Walking lightly and very steadily.
Zhao Lingfei passed through the small buildings where the students of the academy lived, and walked in the alley, getting closer and closer to the familiar house, and even now she could see the eaves of its courtyard door by raising her eyes slightly.
But she didn't raise her eyes, she still looked straight ahead with her normal expression, walking non-stop in a consistent rhythm.
At a certain moment on the road, the beautiful woman with white clothes and autumn eyes passed by a luxuriously decorated small building. There was a faint laughter from Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying, and then there was another sound of tables and chairs moving.
The two students seemed to get up, pack their things, and walk toward the courtyard door of the small building, as if they were about to go out. If there was no cover from the far door, they would definitely be able to see the white-clothed man quietly passing by the courtyard door at this time.
Zhao Lingfei's steps were still neither hasty nor slow, and she was about to be bumped into by Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying. The pace of her steps was not messy. She continued to move forward because... Dongli Xiaozhu was right in front of her.
Well, it’s still here.
Zhao Lingfei turned around, finally raised her autumn eyes, and squinted at the familiar courtyard door, which was half-closed.
She suddenly stopped for a few breaths. For some reason, she took a deep breath in front of the door, and then stretched out her hand...
At this time, behind Zhao Lingfei, the courtyard door of the luxurious small building she had just passed was pushed open.
Fan Yushu and Menghulu Jia Tengying came out laughing and joking surprisingly, holding books and calligraphy treasures in their arms. However, the next second, when they saw a figure pushing through the door of Dongli Xiaozhu in front of them, the two of them paused and looked at each other.
, all said in surprise:
"Xianzi Zhao!"
"Brother and sister Zhao!"
Faint shouts came from behind, but Zhao Lingfei walked calmly into the Dongli small building without stopping.
Her eyes first glanced at the clothes drying rack next to the fence in the east corner.
On top was the bed quilt she had just washed yesterday, being dried in the sun again and neatly arranged.
Well, it's even neater than hers.
But the pink men's clothing that Qian'er should like was missing.
Concubine Zhao Ling was silent and cast her second glance at the door and west window of the north room where her husband lived.
The lock on the door was unlocked.
I still remember that not long ago, she gave some unceremonious instructions to Jia Tengying, who had the key.
However, the door was still opened.
The west window was also ajar, and was slightly swayed by the gentle autumn wind.
Zhao Lingfei walked towards the north room quietly.
His steps were still steady as usual, and his hands were hanging down naturally. However, the two plain hands that were covered by the wide white sleeves embroidered with sword patterns had been tightly clenched at some point.
The back of the clenched hand was blue and white, thin veins appeared, and the pink fist was trembling slightly.
In front of the door, Zhao Lingfei stopped and raised her clenched right hand.
The pink fist pressed against the wooden carvings on the door, and the next second.
Squeak!
boom!
The door was pushed open hard.
In front of the desk, a slender figure came into view.
"Hey, why are you pushing the door so loudly?" Someone chuckled and walked forward, "Silly lady."
Zhao Lingfei was stunned, "Ah, ah..."
Zhao Rong came to the door and directly took the dazed Zhao Lingfei's hand.
"Why... why are you back?"
Zhao Rong smiled.
PS: (Fill in the pit: Chapter 208, Zhu Yourong’s letter, the foreshadowing is withdrawn.)