My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 488 - 330 Husband, don’t be stunned, hurry up and get in the car..._2

Chapter 488: Chapter 330 Husband, don’t be stunned, hurry up and get in the car..._2

Zhao Rong’s smile remained unchanged, his words vague, "Hmm... including me, dozens of students."

He hadn’t just spoken to them about Teacher Meng Xuezhen’s matter.

Zhao Rong also hadn’t told the two ladies that he originally wanted to go alone...

Lingfei, who had been quietly listening, glanced up at her husband.

The young girl opened her mouth as if to say something, then stopped herself.

Finally, she bowed her head, furrowing her brows while she smoothed out the wrinkles in Zhao Rong’s sleeve, talking to herself:

"Qian’er has just returned, and we three finally gathered together. Rong’er brother, you are usually busy with your academy studies, and it’s understood you can’t live with us, but why must you go away again now..."

"You said you’d be back very, very soon... But, each time you leave, it’s always with the same placations. Besides, as Teacher Tao just explained, the world is becoming increasingly chaotic, it’s not safe anywhere..."

As Zhao Qian’er muttered on, smoothing her hand over Zhao Rong’s left sleeve again and again as if she could never get it right.

Zhao Rong and Lingfei made eye contact.

Lingfei lightly lifted her chin twice, hinting subtly in the direction of the unhappy young girl.

Seeing that, Zhao Rong’s smile turned somewhat helpless. He softly said, "It will be really quick this time. Perhaps... perhaps we could make a pinkie promise?"

Zhao Qian’er pouted, "No, a man’s words are deceitful ghosts."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Caught off guard, he sighed and said:

"Then what do you suggest we do? I must attend this assessment; it’s a matter already decided by the academy, not a trifling matter to be altered on a whim."

Zhao Qian’er tilted her head, staring at Zhao Rong’s right hand for a while, suddenly lifted her head but not to look at Zhao Rong, instead she turned toward her mistress.

She gazed hopefully at Lingfei without speaking.

Lingfei, holding Zhao Rong’s right hand, tightened her grip amid the autumn breeze.

She pursed her lips, her eyes slightly closed, gazing forward at the bustling streets of East City.

Lingfei suddenly turned to Zhao Rong saying, "Husband."

Zhao Rong was a bit confused, "What is it, Qing Jun?"

Lingfei bit her lip, "This servant... this servant also wishes to go with my husband to Great Li... There have been many affairs at home recently, and my master has always asked me to... never mind."

She paused, then with resolute tone continued, "Husband, I will go, Qian’er and I will accompany you to Great Li."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Rong remained silent for three breaths under their probing gazes.

He reached out to embrace Lingfei’s waist, pulling her into his arms, foreheads touching lightly.

Zhao Rong looked into his lady’s autumn-colored eyes and shook his head.

"There’s no need for such fuss. This trip to Great Li is nothing fraught, just a Ritual Skill assessment. Heed your master’s words, don’t leave Du You yet," he advised.

Lingfei parted her lips to speak.

Zhao Rong watched her delicate jade lips, wanting to lean forward to seal them, but it wasn’t appropriate in the street, and with Qian’er still eagerly watching nearby.

He interrupted directly, speaking in a tone that brooked no argument, "Behave, my lady, be good."

Lingfei’s lips slowly closed. She pondered briefly and before an anxious Zhao Qian’er could begin persuading, Lingfei spoke first.

"Husband... then let’s go with your plan. Yet, if I do not go, Qian’er must accompany you."

She shook her head, "Either Qian’er or I must be by your side, otherwise I won’t be at ease."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qian’er’s countenance shifted from anxiety to delight.

The young girl looked up, grasping Zhao Rong’s right hand, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on his profile.

Zhao Rong’s expression showed slight hesitation. "Qian’er? She has just entered Tranquility Mansion; going with me to Great Li might disrupt her progress in cultivation."

Zhao Qian’er pre-empted Lingfei, grinning broadly:

"It’s fine, it’s fine! I’ve just returned from a trial, nothing much to worry about, huh huh, and in a few days there’s a big competition at Qingyun Platform, similar to your academy’s mid-month assessment."

She spoke nonchalantly: "But I can skip it; not competing is okay. After all, the first rank of Vast Realm at Qingyun Platform is definitely going to be missy’s again. And..."

Zhao Rong asked, curious, "And what?"

Zhao Qian’er looked him up and down then tilted her head, giggling, "And what’s happening at the great competition at Qingyun Platform isn’t as fun as being with Rong’er brother!"

Zhao Rong’s eye twitched violently.

What kind of wild words are coming out of your mouth?

You’re a young lady; what on earth are you thinking all day?

Lingfei’s face also darkened, her beautiful eyes shooting a glare at Zhao Qian’er.

The young girl seemed to realize her words were a bit improper, her cheeks flushing slightly.

She stuck out her tongue briefly, quickly wrapping her arms around Zhao Rong’s left hand trying to pull back, puckering her lips into a round face, earnestly explaining:

"Agh! You all thought too far into it, huh, surely those who are married are no longer pure... I meant Rong’er brother has a lot of fun things to do, he can take me along to play."

"..."

They instantly fell silent, the atmosphere turning incredibly awkward.

The fun thing you mentioned, is it even decent?

Zhao Rong felt his eyelid twitching uncontrollably again.

Lingfei, unable to suppress her joyful expression, suddenly felt a bit panicked...

This... this cheeky girl won’t possibly want to... go ahead, will she?

A trace of worry flashed across Lingfei’s eyes as she stiffened her delicate face, squinting her autumn eyes, staring intently at Zhao Rong’s face.

The latter, sensing his lady’s menacing gaze, hastily shook his head, his movement rapid as if swinging a rattle-drum, almost raising his hand to swear an oath to the heavens.

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