Zhao Rong felt that Zhu Yourong definitely did it on purpose.
Public revenge for private revenge.
The fall during the day knocked him to pieces, and his waist still hurts.
He was a majestic man from the Fuyao Realm. During the day, he competed with Qingjun in swordsmanship, and was killed by the Sword Fairy Lady who slashed the Qinglong with her sword. He didn't even frown, but in the end, he bowed down to Zhu Yourong, which was simply a shame for his big breasts.
At this time, at the intersection of Wutong Street.
In the cold wind of the evening, Zhao Rong rushed here. After waiting for a while, he saw a group of people.
The one who came in the lead was a woman in a Confucian shirt with large flowing sleeves and a calm and unhurried posture.
There were five people accompanying her.
A prim girl with a straight face, followed closely behind her was a shy girl who looked like a little girl.
A frivolous student in pink and gorgeous clothes, and a dull student in simple but neat clothes.
Then... there was a petite and cute girl with fox eyes, being held by Zhu Yourong Yu's hand.
Well, there were actually six people accompanying us, but one of them was too short, so Zhao Rong didn't see him at first glance...
Next to Yu Huaijin, the delicate maid who liked to eat snacks was not seen, but Zhao Rong didn't care either. He was worried about something.
At this moment, when Zhao Rong saw a group of people coming, his eyes immediately caught Su Xiaoxiao, whose eyelids were slightly swollen. He looked into her delicate eyes, and then moved away as if nothing had happened, not looking any further.
He smiled at Yu Huaijin, Li Xueyou, his two friends, and Jingzi, who was as short as his height, and said hello, then turned around and led the way.
Zhu Yourong blinked and looked at Zhao Rong's back.
Someone just said hello to Huaijin and Xueyou, but not to her or the little fox demon beside her.
Well, I didn’t talk to Su Xiaoxiao. The woman in scholar’s shirt can understand. After all, according to what they agreed in the academy in the afternoon, tonight they just brought some silly girl who didn’t even understand the little vixen to see the palace. He and
Su Xiaoxiao pretended not to be familiar with it.
But he didn't say hello to her either...
What a narrow-minded man... the woman in Confucian shirt muttered.
Zhao Rong held his sleeves and led the way, when his warm voice came.
"Everyone, please come with me. Zhuo...Zhuo Jing has already prepared a banquet, and even cooked a few dishes himself. It's in a small restaurant at the end of the alley not far ahead."
Zhao Rong finished speaking.
Silence fell behind him.
Everyone was silent and looked at each other.
After Su Xiaoxiao heard a certain word, her eyelashes trembled, and the little hand holding Zhu Yourong suddenly tightened.
Zhu Yourong's expression was calm and he gently patted the hand of the nervous little fox demon next to him.
"Hmph, you scumbag." The girl in blue raised her thick eyebrows, quite cute. At this time, she hugged the little fox demon beside her and snorted, feeling angry for her new friend.
Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying looked at each other, the former shrugged and the latter sighed.
The two of them were in Dongli Xiaozhu in the afternoon. When they heard that Zhao Rong was going to take Sister Su to meet Sister Zhao, their eyelids jumped and they couldn't help but look again at the young Confucian scholar who was talking calmly in front of them. They didn't dare to come at first, but in the end
Feeling helpless, he promised to come.
After all, we have known each other for such a long time as good brothers. How could we watch our good brother’s body being exposed in the wilderness and agree to help collect the body...
Yu Huaijin raised his eyes and looked at the upright back of the young Confucian scholar in front of him, then turned to look at the female companion and the teacher beside him, and pursed his lips.
She actually had a lot of things to do at the academy, but she still came...
At this time, Zhao Rong seemed not to hear the movement behind him, and calmly led the way.
It seems that he even forgot about the pain in his back.
The group of people had different thoughts and the atmosphere was a bit weird. They followed him and headed in a certain direction.
Not long after, the seven people came to an old alley that had not been renovated for a long time.
Everyone looked around curiously.
"Ziyu, where are you taking us? Is there a restaurant here? Well, we still have this kind of dilapidated alley in East City? Is it still next to Wutong Street?" Fan Yushu looked at the dilapidated alley in confusion.
tile.
He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "You are really yours, Ziyu, and I have shown you to my brother Wei again. If you didn't bring me here, I, a native of Duyou City, wouldn't know it yet."
Seeing his friend joking, Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled absently and waved his hand, "Let's eat whatever we want today. Brother Yushu and everyone, please forgive me. When the next big exam is over, I will invite you to have a good meal."
Fan Yushu shook his head. Seeing that the atmosphere was still awkward and silent, he patted his friend on the shoulder and livened up the atmosphere by saying:
"It's okay, as long as the affection is there. I heard that my younger siblings are doing the cooking themselves. Hey, I have to try the craftsmanship of Fairy Zhao of Xiaoyao Mansion today."
Zhao Rong turned around, with a look of helplessness on his face, "Don't say that later, otherwise she will probably be nervous. To be honest, I haven't eaten much of Qingjun's cooking before, well, except for porridge.
Maybe I’m new to this. Well, let’s do this. I’ll take off my chopsticks later and you’ll act based on my expression, haha.”
Zhao Rong said humorously, and then everyone looked at each other, not laughing at all, and even couldn't help but glance at a certain little fox demon.
"Haha...ha..." a young Confucian scholar said, "..."
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he suddenly panicked. It was a tacit understanding, let's practice it, and don't let it slip later.
He had some doubts about today's decision. He originally wanted Zhu Yourong and the others to provide cover, meet his small request, and "formally" meet Qingjun.
At this time, Zhao Rong looked at Zhu Yourong.
The woman in the scholar's shirt casually moved her gaze away, avoiding his eyes, and looked at the distant seascape and night with admiration.
But the next second, the very loyal student named Fan stood up and laughed loudly:
"Then it's settled, Ziyu, you'll have to test the poison later."
Zhao Rong nodded quickly.
The interaction was very awkward.
However, Fan Yushu adhered to the basic rule that I don't embarrass other people, and said with a playful smile: "Ziyu, we agreed that you would treat me to a meal next time you come back. Everyone has heard it, so you are not allowed to cheat, but don't come here next time.
It’s a rundown alley, I’m looking for a place, I’m familiar with it in Dongcheng, I’ll pick a place that has good food and good noodles, and I’ll kill you well.”
At this time, everyone responded one after another.
Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, not daring to look at the unblinking sad eyes of a certain little fox demon. He turned back and continued to lead the way.
At this time, the atmosphere between them finally became more lively after some awkward chatting between the two. While chatting with each other, they walked deeper into the alley.
Soon, everyone followed Zhao Rong and stopped in front of a small restaurant at the end of the alley that looked to be of the same age.
"We're here." Zhao Rong turned around and said.
He turned around and glanced at the old janitor at the door.
The old man had sparse hair and was wearing an old green robe. He was hunched over and sitting on a bench outside, facing the entrance of the alley, with his head buried in his head, nodding his head and dozing off.
Everyone stopped in front of the door, but they didn't seem to wake him up.
Zhu Yourong and Yu Huaijin glanced at the old man guarding the door.
Fan Yushu looked around, passed some old concierges of some shabby stores, looked into the dimly lit door, and murmured.
"Tzuyu, is this store clean? I feel a little unreliable. Could it be a shady store?"
Zhao Rong thought for a moment, spread his hands and said, "I don't know the place Qingjun chose. Well, it seems to be called..."
He paused, "The well...isn't, oh, it's called Xia Chongzhai."
Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin and other women heard this and still looked at the restaurant without any reaction.
However, Fan Yushu's eyes widened and he jumped up.
"Where is this? Xia Chong Zhai?!"
Zhao Rong and the other girls turned their heads in confusion and looked at Fan Yushu, who was wide-eyed.
At this time, as a native of Duyou City, he quickly turned his head and looked around in astonishment at the old alleys and dilapidated restaurants.
Zhao Rong thought carefully about Xiao Qian'er's words, nodded again and confirmed: "It should be called...Xia Chong Zhai, it was Qing Jun who found a place to eat, what's wrong?"
He frowned.
Fan Yushu stuttered for a moment, "Brother and sister, this... this..."
At this moment.
Dangdang!
On the top of the cliff by the sea in the distance of Dongcheng, an ancient bell sounded, and the familiar bells rang throughout Duyou.
It's already Xu time.
At the same time, at the entrance of Xia Chong Zhai, the old gatekeeper who had been dozing suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head and stood up.
When everyone saw this, they stopped talking and couldn't help but take a step back.
Zhao Rong frowned.
I saw the old man acting strangely, ignoring everyone, walking into the door, taking out a wooden stick, raising his hand and ringing the small copper bell hanging on the door of Xia Chongzhai...
The clanging bells sounded repeatedly in the empty Xia Chongzhai...