My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 673 - 414 Zhao Lingfei: Whose Baby Bump is This? (Part 2)

Chapter 673: Chapter 414 Zhao Lingfei: Whose Baby Bump is This? (Part 2)

Her steps were light, very steady.

Zhao Lingfei crossed the small houses where the Academy students lived, walking in the alley, getting closer and closer to that familiar house, so close that if she slightly raised her eyes now, she could already see its courtyard gate and roof.

But she didn’t look up, still with an unchanged expression on her face, staring straight ahead. Her lotus steps did not cease, maintaining a consistent rhythm.

At some point along the way, the shadow of the beautiful woman in white with autumn eyes passed by a splendidly decorated house, from inside of which the sounds of laughter from Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying briefly travelled out, followed by noises of tables and chairs being shuffled.

It seemed that these two scholars were getting up to tidy things and walking towards the yard gate of the house, as if they were about to leave. Without the cover of distance, they would surely have seen her in white quietly passing by the gate.

Zhao Lingfei’s pace remained neither hurried nor slow, about to be spotted by Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying, yet her step rhythm was still undisturbed, continuing forward because... East Fence Small House was right in front of her.

Indeed, she had arrived.

Zhao Lingfei turned around, finally lifting her autumn eyes, narrowing them to look at the familiar gate, which was half open.

She suddenly paused her steps for a few moments, for some reason, took a deep breath in front of the door, and then reached out her hand...

At that moment, behind Zhao Lingfei, the gate to the splendid house she had just passed was pushed open.

Fan Yushu and the reticent Jia Tengying came out talking and laughing surprisingly jovially, holding books and ink treasures. However, the next second, upon seeing a figure at the East Fence Small House entrance, pushing the door to enter, both their expressions froze, they looked at each other, and exclaimed in unison:

"Fairy Zhao!"

"Little Sister Zhao!"

The faint sound of calling from behind reached her, but Zhao Lingfei’s footsteps did not stop at all as she calmly stepped into the East Fence Small House.

Her gaze first swept across the clothes rack by the eastern fence.

On it were the bedclothes she had washed just yesterday, now laid out again, neat and tidy.

Indeed, tidier than how she had left them.

However, the pink men’s outfit that Qian’er should have liked was no longer there.

Zhao Lingfei was silent, her eyes then shifting towards the door and the western window of the northern room where her husband lived.

The lock on the door had been opened.

She remembered, just a while ago, she had instructed Jia Tengying, the keyholder, quite bluntly regarding certain matters.

Yet, the door had still been opened.

The western window was also ajar, gently swaying with the gentle autumn breeze.

Zhao Lingfei quietly walked towards the northern room.

Her steps were still steady as before, her hands naturally hanging down. Only, within the broad white sleeve embroidered with sword patterns, two plain hands, hidden from view, were clenched tightly, and who knows since when.

Clenched until the back of her hands were white, with fine blue veins surfacing, her fists also slightly trembling.

In front of the door, Zhao Lingfei stopped, lifting her clenched right hand.

Her fist rested against the wooden carving on the door, and the next second—

Creeeak—!

Bang—!

The door was flung open forcefully.

In front of the desk, a tall figure entered her sight.

"Hey, why are you knocking so loud?" someone laughed gently, approaching, "Silly wife."

Zhao Lingfei was stunned, "Ah, ah..."

Zhao Rong came to the door, directly taking hold of the dazed Zhao Lingfei’s hand.

"You... how did you come back?"

Zhao Rong smiled.

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Fan Yushu and the reticent Jia Tengying came out talking and laughing surprisingly jovially, holding books and ink treasures. However, the next second, upon seeing a figure at the East Fence Small House entrance, pushing the door to enter, both their expressions froze, they looked at each other, and exclaimed in unison:

"Fairy Zhao!"

"Little Sister Zhao!"

The faint sound of calling from behind reached her, but Zhao Lingfei’s footsteps did not stop at all as she calmly stepped into the East Fence Small House.

Her gaze first swept across the clothes rack by the eastern fence.

On it were the bedclothes she had washed just yesterday, now laid out again, neat and tidy.

Indeed, tidier than how she had left them.

However, the pink men’s outfit that Qian’er should have liked was no longer there.

Zhao Lingfei was silent, her eyes then shifting towards the door and the western window of the northern room where her husband lived.

The lock on the door had been opened.

She remembered, just a while ago, she had instructed Jia Tengying, the keyholder, quite bluntly regarding certain matters.

Yet, the door had still been opened.

The western window was also ajar, gently swaying with the gentle autumn breeze.

Zhao Lingfei quietly walked towards the northern room.

Her steps were still steady as before, her hands naturally hanging down. Only, within the broad white sleeve embroidered with sword patterns, two plain hands, hidden from view, were clenched tightly, and who knows since when.

Clenched until the back of her hands were white, with fine blue veins surfacing, her fists also slightly trembling.

In front of the door, Zhao Lingfei stopped, lifting her clenched right hand.

Her fist rested against the carved wooden flower on the door, and the next second...

Squeak——!

Bang——!

The door was pushed open heavily.

In front of the desk, a tall figure came into view.

"Hey, why are you pushing the door so loudly?" someone chuckled, stepping forward, "Silly wife."

Zhao Lingfei was stunned, "Ah, ah..."

Zhao Rong approached the door and directly took the stunned Zhao Lingfei’s Jade Hand.

"You... how did you come back?"

Fan Yushu and the taciturn Jia Tengying came out laughing surprisingly, holding books and ink treasures, but in the next second, as they clearly saw the figure pushing the door and entering at the East Fence Small House, both of their expressions paused, they looked at each other, and exclaimed in unison:

"Zhao Fairy!"

"Zhao junior sister!"

Faint shouts came from behind, but Zhao Lingfei’s step didn’t halt for a moment as she calmly entered the East Fence Small House.

Her gaze swept first over the clothes rack beside the eastern corner fence.

On it, was her freshly washed quilt from yesterday, now being sunned again, neatly arranged.

Hmm, even neater than when she did it.

However, the pink men’s outfit that Qian’er was supposed to like had vanished.

Zhao Lingfei was silent, her gaze moving to scan the door and western window of the north room where her husband stayed.

The lock on the door had been opened.

She remembered recently telling Jia Tengying, who had the key, some rather impolite instructions.

But still, the door had been opened.

The western window was also ajar, slightly shaken by the gentle autumn breeze.

Zhao Lingfei walked quietly towards the north room.

Her footsteps remained as steady as ever, her hands naturally hanging down, except within the wide white sleeves embroidered with sword patterns, the concealed hands had unknowingly tightened into fists.

Her knuckles whitened, fine veins surfacing, her fists trembling slightly.

In front of the door, Zhao Lingfei paused, lifting her clenched right hand.

Her fist rested against the carved wooden flower on the door, and the next second...

Squeak——!

Bang——!

The door was pushed open heavily.

In front of the desk, a tall figure came into view.

"Hey, why are you pushing the door so loudly?" someone chuckled, stepping forward, "Silly wife."

Zhao Lingfei was stunned, "Ah, ah..."

Zhao Rong approached the door and directly took the stunned Zhao Lingfei’s Jade Hand.

"You... how did you come back?"

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(Filling the gap: Chapter 208, Zhu Yourong’s letter, foreshadowing taken back.)

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