Inside Jingchen Hall, just as Zhu Yourong was feeling a bit lost, Su Changfeng joined the discussion, imitating Duan Jiuling by handing a scroll to his colleagues.

"Everyone can take a look at this piece of prose; it was also written by this student Ziyu."

The crowd snapped out of their reverie from the beauty painting, and Zhu Yourong also responded upon hearing a certain name, instinctively preparing to reach out first, but someone was faster. The one closest to Su Changfeng, Duan Jiuling, brightened his eyes, casually took the scroll, and after just reading for a moment, wore a face of emotion, arousing even greater curiosity from the other onlookers.

But Zhu Yourong merely glanced at her colleagues without being annoyed at Duan Jiuling for grabbing the scroll. The female teacher, looking a bit disinterested, turned to look around, then ignored Su Changfeng, who noticed her gaze and gave a friendly smile. She glanced again at the "Three Beauties of Qi Family" on the desk, then turned to prepare to return to Yilan Pavilion.

Certain someone didn't even consider her position in the painting, let alone in the prose...

A certain 'senior sister' pursed her lips just as she was turning to leave.

"...swift as a flying waterfowl, drifting like a deity... graceful steps stirring dust with silk stockings..." On the other side of the crowd, Duan Jiuling raised his head and asked in surprise, "Uh, Su, what is this prose called again?"

"It's called 'Leaving God Ode.'" Su Changfeng turned his head to look at the back of a female teacher leaving through the door, and replied with a slight frown.

"Leaving... God... Ode..." Duan Jiuling and his nearby colleagues quickly read attentively, and the bald teacher suddenly sighed, raising his head to speak seriously, "Su, I admit it, this Ziyu student is even more lustful than me!"

Su Changfeng and the other teachers: ......

"Could Brother Duan refrain from being so unscrupulous; this is Jingchen Hall. If Teacher Meng were here, you'd surely be punished." Su Changfeng couldn't help but scold, shaking his head and pointing at Zhao Rong's piece of prose:

"These are indeed splendid articles, full of exquisite elegance! 'Graceful as a startled swan, gentle as a dragon in motion,' 'Shoulders sculpted as though by craftsmanship, waist slender as a plain ribbon,' 'Cloud-like hair, lofty and regal, eyebrows gracefully arched'... Each line on its own is superb articulation, overflowing with talent. How could you view it merely as lascivious words?"

Duan Jiuling scratched his head, shrugged innocently, "What are you thinking? I said before that being 'lustful' was a compliment, not that he's really lustful. It's just saying that this Ziyu student has an eye to discover extraordinary beauty, and this appreciation ability is the key. Otherwise, how could he write such things... Uh, Zhu Daoist, what are you doing?"

Duan Jiuling halted his explanation, slightly puzzled. It turned out a fair and frost-white Jade Hand had suddenly extended from among the crowd in front of him, and as he looked up, it was none other than Zhu Yourong who had returned.

"Hand it over." She spoke impassively, succinctly.

The tone, not allowing refusal, left Duan Jiuling and his colleagues somewhat stunned. After all, they had grown accustomed to Teacher Zhu's polite yet gentle voice all morning, so why was she suddenly a bit impolite? Was she, like Su Changfeng, misunderstanding Duan Jiuling, thinking he was speaking ill of the student she admired? Some teachers thought to themselves.

Duan Jiuling also felt a bit uneasy, but he coughed a couple of times and obediently handed the piece of prose over to Zhu Yourong.

If it were Su Changfeng or other teachers doing so, since they were old acquaintances, Duan Jiuling would just laugh it off with teasing. However, facing Zhu Yourong, not only he but most teachers in Jingchen Hall would become serious and give the beauty face.

Duan Jiuling seriously explained, "Daoist Zhu, actually, I was praising this student Zhao..."

"I know. I'm just curious."

The crowd only saw a slight softening of the female teacher's expression as she nodded, interrupting Duan Jiuling's words. She then curled her lips slightly, smiling gently and softly, "I also want to see how... as Daoist Duan just said... how brilliant his eyes are in appreciating beauty, and also see which lucky lady it is."

Zhu Yourong said while bending her head down to lazily read, "Leaving God... Ode right, oh, it seems like it should be related to the nearby Li Territory..."

She mentioned absentmindedly halfway, paused, and the rest of the words were only spoken within her heart: If it's related to Li Territory, then it's about a lady from Li, huh? You're really something, Zhao Ziyu, going down the mountain for a test and you already have an encounter hehe...

Duan Jiuling and Su Changfeng exchanged glances, the latter chuckled, "Teacher Zhu's guess is right; it does seem to be about a beautiful goddess he encountered at Li Territory..."

Unfortunately, Su Changfeng's earnest explanation did not reach a certain person's ears at all.

Zhu Yourong's eyes flickered slightly while reading "Leaving God Ode", and the jade fingers holding the paper quietly tightened.

The more she read, the quieter she became, her gaze growing more complex...

When the female teacher seemed to finish reading, she hastily returned the prose to the waiting teacher next to her. But as the other teachers scrambled to read, she would occasionally glance over.

This silent demeanor made people curious and a bit puzzled, and seeing this, Su Changfeng merely thought Zhu Yourong also appreciated and liked this prose, feeling shy to say it. Taking the chance, he couldn't resist talking to her.

"Does Teacher Zhu also think it's well written?"

"It... it should be; his writing is all right... so-so." Zhu Yourong turned her head away, pretending to look at the scenery outside the window.

Su Changfeng felt a bit pleased, "I also love this piece of prose very much. Are there any lines in the prose that Teacher Zhu particularly likes?"

Why does he talk so much? Zhu Yourong felt slightly annoyed inside, but could only force a smile and say, "There seem to be a few, but I didn't look closely, and forgot."

"I remember a few lines! I wonder if Teacher Zhu feels the same way." Su Changfeng perked up and volunteered, "How about I recite them for Teacher Zhu?"

"...?"

At this moment, Zhu Yourong really wanted to turn around with a smile and politely say a sentence like 'Get lost, why are you so much drama,' yet she feared that her current unusual expression might be noticed. However, while she hesitated, Su Changfeng behind her had already prepared and began reciting smoothly.

"To inform Teacher Zhu, my favorite lines include this one... 'Like the subtle fragrance of the hidden orchid, pacing leisurely by the mountain corner... Graceful appearance, tranquil demeanor'..."

Su Changfeng's tone was rhythmic, having a solid foundation in reciting poetry and prose as a teacher in the poetry and prose skill academy. Unfortunately, Zhu Yourong paid no heed to these qualities, instead being absorbed by the meanings of the lines coming from a certain person's pen...

"Another example... 'Gazing fleetingly, radiating a lustrous jade face... Holding words not yet uttered, breath like a hidden orchid... Graceful form enchanting, making me forget hunger...'"

The female teacher pretending to gaze out the window found her starry eyes somewhat unsettled, darting left and right, especially when hearing certain words that matched a part of her name, causing her eyes to flicker occasionally...

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