My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 668 - 412 Zhao Lingfei: Where Are My Sun-Dried Quilts?

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Chapter 668: Chapter 412 Zhao Lingfei: Where Are My Sun-Dried Quilts?

Su Xiaoxiao re-entered the northern room.

Jia Tengying and Fan Yushu looked at each other helplessly at the doorway, and after a while, they went about their own business, though their eyes occasionally glanced in the direction of the northern room.

When they saw the western window of the northern room opened again and the figure of a delicate and lovely girl appeared on the rocking chair, the corners of the two students’ eyes twitched involuntarily at this familiar scene.

Just after midday, Fairy Zhao was also sitting on the rocking chair, reading a book by the window... Why do you all love to sit there so much...

If Su Xiaoxiao and Fairy Zhao knew that not long before, each of them had sat there, what would they think? Is this considered an invasion of each other’s territory? Ssss... Fan Yushu inwardly shuddered at the thought.

Time passed by second by second, and before long, the sun had set behind the Qiantang Mountain.

All afternoon, Jia Tengying and Fan Yushu were absent-minded, their eyes occasionally darting to the entrance of the courtyard and the western window of the northern room.

Although the upcoming turmoil was not theirs but seemingly a destined ’calamity’ for Ziyu thousands of miles away, as friends, both of them sweated profusely for someone else.

Fortunately, whether Fairy Zhao had hurried business elsewhere or had simply forgotten, her tall and graceful figure did not appear outside of East Fence Small House that afternoon again.

Creak—! The door of the northern room was pushed open.

"Master Fan, Master Jia, would you like something to eat? I’ve brought some snacks."

Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying looked up, seeing Su Xiaoxiao walking out of the northern room toward the drying rack in the eastern corner of the yard, turning her head and asking with a sweet smile as she walked.

"No, thank you, not at all, I appreciate your kindness, Miss Su," Fan Yushu quickly gestured with his hands.

"Oh, just let me know if you change your mind, I brought plenty," Su Xiaoxiao said nonchalantly, then stood under the drying rack and buried her face in the sun-warmed quilt, "It’s so warm~"

The little Fox Demon took a deep breath of air, a look of slight intoxication on her pink-cheeked face.

She probed the clothes and bedding with her small hand, which were almost dry. She would have a bed to sleep in tonight...

She turned her head and said with a light smile, "Thank you, Master Jia, for cleaning Zhao Rong’s bedding so well. Maybe later you could teach me... Zhao Rong always says I’m clumsy with laundry..."

"...Sure... let’s look into that another time when we’re less busy with exams." Jia Tengying replied with a slightly guilty conscience, accepting the thanks and praise on behalf of a certain autumn-eyed girl.

Fan Yushu couldn’t help but rub his face... Su Xiaoxiao, if you asked Fairy Zhao for advice directly right now, well, she’d probably draw her sword...

Humming a tune from Qiantang Mountain, Su Xiaoxiao collected the bedding from the drying rack, hugging a large bundle of it, her small body swaying a bit as she returned to the northern room in three swaying steps.

Her petite body was buried in the bedding, small head invisible from afar, resembling an ant trying to move a grain of rice, leaving Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying, who were watching from a distance, quite numb.

Fairy Zhao doing the laundry by day, Su Xiaoxiao collecting it by night... They watched the scene silently, feeling somewhat numb.

Good grief, it’s like swallowing a bitter pill... They couldn’t help but shake their heads.

After a while, having tidied up Zhao Rong’s bedding and clothing, Su Xiaoxiao’s figure appeared at the doorway of the northern room again, seeming to head towards the entrance, apparently about to go out.

By this time, as evening approached and the setting sun bled red, smoke began to rise from the chimney at East Fence Small House, a sign of Jia Tengying busy cooking in the kitchen.

Another student with a notably fair complexion, following Jia Tengying’s lead, squatted at the kitchen door, mooching a meal, and when he saw Su Xiaoxiao come out, he instinctively said:

"Junior Sister, let’s eat dinner together tonight."

Su Xiaoxiao waved her hands in front of her, "No, no, Master Fan. I’m going out for a bit and will probably eat outside."

Fan Yushu was taken aback, "Are you leaving the Academy? Won’t you be staying here tonight?"

"No," shook the small Fox Demon, "there’s an elder I know in the Academy, someone who had a good relationship with my great-grandmother. Since I’m here, I should go and say hello."

Fan Yushu felt a sudden disappointment, waving it off, "Okay, go ahead, Junior Sister. If you’re hungry when you come back, you can come to the kitchen..."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded to herself, thinking "Zhao Rong’s two friends are seriously nice" and "It’s just that sometimes they are a bit slow to speak."

Afterward, she went out for a stroll.

...

About an hour and a half after Su Xiaoxiao left in the evening, she returned to East Fence Small House in a good mood, hands clasped behind her back.

Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying each had their own affairs and did not disturb her again.

As for tomorrow... who cares, let Ziyu fend for himself. Kings facing off is just what they deserve... Upon returning to his residence after a day of slacking off, Fan Yushu felt suddenly relaxed...

Curious, Su Xiaoxiao fiddled around in the northern room, getting used to the surroundings. After heating some water, she bathed and then washed her outer garment, hanging the pink men’s outfit on the drying rack in the inner corner of the courtyard before turning off the lights and going to bed.

The night passed quietly.

With the bright moon and stars suggesting another sunny day tomorrow.

In the East Fence Small House, on the bed in the northern room, a curled-up figure tossed and turned for the umpteenth time. novelbuddy-cσ๓

The next second, Su Xiaoxiao sat up, the quilt smelling of sunshine slipping off her. She scratched her smooth forehead and tossed her messy hair behind her ears, sitting up hugging her knees on the bed.

She couldn’t sleep well tonight...

In the darkness, wearing a pink bellyband, she hugged her bent legs, staring absently and curiously around the room that seemed so empty without a certain person, her bright fox eyes surveying the interior.

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