Chapter 871: Chapter 517: The Third Letter from Great Li
Su Xiaoxiao really believed that Zhao Rong had forgotten her.
She was absent-minded while fetching water in the morning, absent-minded while airing quilts in the forenoon, absent-minded while standing guard in the afternoon, and absent-minded while listening to her girlfriends’ competitive and boastful banter under the covers at night...
Su Xiaoxiao thought it would be great if she could return to a spell, placing a little puppet in Zhao Lang’s heart to see whom he thought about every moment...
But she was afraid that she wouldn’t be the woman permanently residing in his Heart Lake.
Yes, these days the little Fox Demon had accepted the tragic fact that she had been coaxed into his home by a scumbag.
But under the small quilt, she hugged her knees, curled up, biting her arm in a daze.
She was just a small, tiny Fox Demon from Jingzi, what could she do?
Use Fox Fist?
But she really liked him.
Transform into the ultimate Hu Mei’er, battle the Empress for three hundred rounds, and engage in a love-hate triangle with Zhao Lang?
When Su Xiaoxiao stood next to Zhao Lingfei, she subtly lifted her eyes, quietly jumped a bit, and compared their heights.
Hmm, why is this Lingfei sister so tall, and she can command the swift little flying swords... Surely, she could beat her until her head was swollen,
And this Lingfei sister’s Flying Sword is so fast, more formidable than the big yellow dog at the village entrance, piercing her bottom would surely hurt, chasing her around covering her behind...
This might be why Zhao Lang confessed to her and wants to hide her, the little Fox Demon, for the time being, not stating things clearly. The disparity in strength was too great, and he wanted to protect her.
Even though Su Xiaoxiao saw some of Zhao Rong’s intentions.
But she was still very heartbroken.
The little Fox Demon from Qiantang Mountain really wanted to tell Zhao Rong that she would rather face the fury of Zhao Lingfei and other women with him, as long as his heart was truly with her, even if this weak little Fox Demon would face the immense wrath of his marrying woman’s side, Su Xiaoxiao would willingly smile.
After all, she had been chased around by the big yellow dog biting her bottom before. Su Xiaoxiao felt nothing in the future could be more frightening than the time she first foolishly went down the mountain and was chased away by a ferocious big yellow dog, fearing she would be knocked down and eaten at any moment.
However, at present.
Zhao Lang’s way of hiding her... already represented that he had directly eliminated the possibility of letting go of other women and living as a pair with her.
Zhao Lang wants it all.
This is what made Su Xiaoxiao so sad and heartbroken.
Who says Fox women are emotional? Obviously, it’s the scholar who is emotional!
She, Su Xiaoxiao from Qiantang Mountain, has deep affection for Zhao Lang alone.
Once encountered, there would be no second person to distract her.
Devoting all fantasies, all love, all glances, all dreams...
Even if it turns out to be an illusion in the end, she would still accept it gladly.
"But he doesn’t think that way, he wants it all..."
Su Xiaoxiao murmured softly in her heart.
And now, another thing troubling her is that this Lingfei sister doesn’t seem like a bad woman either.
Although when she first saw her, she felt this legitimate sister’s aura was immensely intimidating, with a cold, unapproachable demeanor that made Su Xiaoxiao shrink her head, thinking it would be extremely difficult to deal with, feeling like the first female supporting character, the rich and beautiful villain in a book of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies.
Who would torment her to death first...
But after several encounters and interactions over these few days,
The little Fox Demon from Qiantang Mountain became more conflicted.
"Sister Lingfei, why are you so good to me?"
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly turned to the latter as they walked out of Xin Yi Pavilion together.
Zhao Lingfei held his letter, imitating him by folding it in her white sleeves, without looking down, and said while watching ahead:
"No reason, it’s like opening the window, seeing the floating clouds and flying birds, the clear wind and bright moon, and just liking the way of getting along, why ask why?"
The woman with autumn eyes was dressed in plain clothes today, her lips curved, gazing southwards at the sky.
Su Xiaoxiao turned to look at her, seemingly still unable to understand, her mouth slightly agape, then closed again.
Suddenly, Zhao Lingfei’s voice came again.
"Doesn’t Xiao Xiaomei like me?"
"... Like, of course, I like, a woman like Sister Lingfei, if one’s close to someone, who wouldn’t like her? Not to mention men, even women do."
"That’s good." Zhao Lingfei nodded, not addressing the rest of the sentence but said softly, "That day at Summer Insect Pavilion, Ziyu introduced Xiao Xiaomei to me, and at first glance, I felt like opening the windows to see a natural and kind scenery like clear winds and bright moon."
She turned her head and seriously said to the dazed little Fox Demon:
"Xiao Xiaomei, you too, who wouldn’t like a little Fox Demon like you? Not to mention men, even I, the sister, do, and I really like the Spiritual Energy of Qiantang Mountain you talked about; only a magical place like that can nurture a cute and spirited Fox woman like you."
The little Fox Demon nodded with a blank expression.
"Oh."
She gradually stopped her steps, suddenly turned her head.
"Sister Lingfei, I’ll take out the letter. If you have something to do, you can go first..."
"No, I’ll wait for you."
Zhao Lingfei shook her head.
Su Xiaoxiao looked down, glancing at the letter in her arms, then at Zhao Lingfei watching her.
The little Fox Demon couldn’t help but slightly turn aside, seemingly shyly avoiding Zhao Lingfei’s gaze, and quietly opened the letter to read.
Zhao Lingfei didn’t say a word.
Su Xiaoxiao felt a little relieved as her gaze landed on the unfolded letter.
The handwriting was still that beautiful.
...
To my dear wife Su Xiaoxiao:
Seeing your words is like seeing you... Well, silly Xiaoxiao, I initially wanted to write a bunch of elegant classical phrases, but this young master thought of it and laughed—how could my Xiaoxiao have such a clever mind?