Chapter 10 Naughty Deeds

In the dead of night, Ye Qingwan lay on the bed and tossed and turned, the soothing fragrance lingering in her nose, but she still couldn't fall asleep. Just because the idea of ​​rebirth was too absurd and unreal, she was afraid that when she woke up, she would see another face when she opened her eyes. Facing the dark palace wall that trapped her tightly.

He tossed and turned all night long, until the moon gradually disappeared into the black and blue sky, sleep gradually rose, and Ye Qingwan lightly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ye Qingwan had an extremely uneasy sleep this night. She dreamed of the dead Shen Yan holding hands with Shen Ling and standing in front of her. Shen Ling was wet and pulled her clothes, calling out loudly. Her mother said it was very dark there and could she accompany them?

Ye Qingwan woke up suddenly, feeling as if her heart had been pinched by someone, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

She never wanted to go down and accompany her two poor children, but now God has given her a chance to start over again. If she doesn't kill her enemies with her own hands, she will never die in peace!

"girl?"

I saw Zhiyi standing in front of the couch holding a wooden basin. Seeing that her face was pale, he quickly put the basin on the ground, put his hand on her forehead, and then breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's okay... I don't know how you look on your face." Well, I thought you had a fever again last night."

Ye Qingwan did not answer her words and asked: "What time is it now?"

"Go back to the girl, it's already midnight." Looking at the dark green eyes of the girl, Zhiyi guessed that his girl must not have slept well, and then said worriedly: "If the girl wants to go to the academy, she is already late. Shall we go again in the day?"

"No, I'll go today." Ye Qingwan shook her head, her eyes almost stubborn, and ordered her: "Go and ask someone to prepare the car, and ask Zhile to come over and wash up for me."

Zhiyi was frightened by the look in her eyes. He didn't dare to say anything more and just answered and went down to arrange the carriage.

After hurriedly freshening up, Ye Qingwan went to the academy.

The academy is quite close to the General's Mansion, and it took about an hour for a stick of incense to arrive outside the academy. Ye Qingwan raised her head slightly, and what came into view was a black gold plaque with the four characters "Yunyuan Academy" in elegant and elegant handwriting. I heard that the Holy Spirit himself wrote and gave the words.

When she walked outside the Wen Shu Hall, there were already bursts of reciting sounds inside. Ye Qingwan stepped into the book hall very naturally, raised her arms and bowed respectfully to the man holding the scroll inside.

"Student Ye Qingwan is late, Mr. Wen, please don't blame me."

The recitation stopped suddenly, and everyone turned their attention to this bold girl.

Mr. Wen, as Ye Qingwan calls him, is the most stern and old-fashioned but also the most respected teacher in Yunyuan Academy. It is said that four of the five students who were promoted in the last assessment were brought out by him, and all the students he taught personally Among those students, the worst-performing ones were able to get an official position in the court in the end, which shows their greatness and can be said to be a strict teacher who produces a good disciple.

But Ye Qingwan will be a disgrace in his teaching career.

"Ye Yin?" A strange look flashed in the man's eyes when he saw the girl who was coming to pay him money. He immediately slapped the scroll in his hand on the table and scolded sternly: "What are you doing after this? Do you know you are already late!"

"I know." Ye Qingwan shrugged and spread her hands, with a cynical look on her face: "But sir, you didn't say you can't come if you are late."

"You can't carve rotten wood!" Mr. Wen was so angry that Ye Qingwan's beard stood on end because he was like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

Seeing this, a new young man could not help but whisper to the other young man next to him: "Eh? Didn't I hear that Mr. Wen would be punished for being late for class? He would be punished for copying and having his palms slapped. Why wasn't she punished?"

"You don't know this, but this man is even more powerful than Mr. Wen!" The young master instantly became interested, covered his face with a book and got close to him, and whispered: "This man is often late! At first, Mr. Wen could still

I punished her, but it didn’t work!”

The new young master raised his eyebrows, his appetite whetted, "Oh? Why do you say that?"

"Mr. Wen asked her to copy a book, so she copied "I'm right" a hundred times and handed it in. Mr. Wen made her stand, so she kept looking for someone to chatter non-stop. If no one talked to her, she kept deliberately

Yawning or making noise disturbed Mr. Wen's story. As time went by, Mr. Wen didn't bother to punish her." At this point, his voice became lower and lower, as if he was afraid that what he said next would be heard by Mr. Wen: "That's okay.

It’s just the tip of the iceberg! It is said that during the last assessment, the eldest lady actually drew a tortoise on a white paper and handed it in. Mr. Wen, who was always modest and polite, was so angry that he cursed on the spot."

The new young master raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, sighing: "He is really a naughty person..."

Ye Qingwan casually found an empty seat and sat down, but the discussion did not stop there.

"I thought she wouldn't come." Wei Ruihuan said sarcastically.

"I guess I knew the exam was coming soon, so I was just cramming." Ye Ningyu snorted coldly and said indifferently.

"Forget it! Is it just her? If she stays in the academy for another ten years, she may not be able to get into Lingwen Pavilion." Wei Ruihuan seemed to have heard a big joke, and her tone couldn't help but rise a little higher.

Ye Qingwan has long been accustomed to this. On the contrary, Bai Yanran, who was not far from her, frowned and spoke on Ye Qingwan's behalf: "You can pass the exam just because Qingwan failed?

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"Tch, that's better than her!" Wei Ruihuan said.

The two little girls were bickering with each other.

"Quiet! Anyone who says another word will leave." Mr. Wen flicked them in the face, and there was a sudden silence in the hall. Then he picked up the book again and said, "Let's start teaching."

Ye Qingwan held her head and looked like she was in a state of ecstasy, but she was actually listening to Mr. Wen's lecture attentively.

Mr. Wen's teaching method is as boring and boring as his people. Many students have long been lying on the table and falling asleep. However, as long as Mr. Wen finds out, he will serve them with a ruler, so that no one dares to be distracted.

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The class didn't end until noon.

After Mr. Wen left, Ye Qingwan stood up and walked out, but was blocked by a purple figure.

Bai Yanran asked in confusion: "Where are Qingwan going?"

"Let's go home, where can we go?" Ye Qingwan raised her eyebrows and explained: "There is no difference between studying in class in the afternoon and not studying at all. There is no need to waste time here." After that, she walked around.

The people in front of me hummed a little tune and left Wenshu Hall.

Bai Yanran shook her head in disgust and did not stop her. She should have known that Ye Qingwan would always be like this no matter what, and it was good to have him back today.

Just as she walked out of the library, two familiar figures suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Ye Qingwan gave them a narrow smile and said, "Eldest sister, second sister."
Chapter completed!