After saying that, the smile on Mo Zifei's face faded a little, and he leaned forward and gently kissed Nalan Zhenyue's forehead.

"..."

Mo Zifei's hair was flying, and the black hair on his head was like a waterfall, reflecting his magnificent face, which was extremely beautiful.

Just as Nalan Zhenyue was about to speak, she suddenly felt that the texture of her hands had changed, and Mo Zifei's face with a slight smile slowly disappeared from her sight.

It wasn't until he completely disappeared from her sight that Nalan Zhenyue came back to her senses.

"Damn it!"

"Madam!" Huo Huo suddenly said.

Nalan Zhenyue went to see Huo Huo, and the little guy's face was full of resentment. "Madam, I want to kiss you too!!!"

She rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand and patted the little guy on the head, "If you mention this to me again, I'll throw you out!"

"Madam!" Huohuo whined sadly.

Mo Zifei is such an elusive person that you can't defend him even if you want to, let alone fight him!

The more she thought about Nalan Zhenyue, the more depressed she became, so she simply started practicing.

The words have been spoken, if you want to enter Zifeng Academy, you will have to face more, not only the children of the four major families, but even the practitioners of the entire Baili Kingdom.

When Nalan Zhenyue put aside distracting thoughts and concentrated on practicing, the emperor's imperial edict had been passed down, and the matter regarding Zifeng Academy's enrollment had caused a stir all over the country.

The matter of Nalan Zhenyue and the third prince has also been blocked because of the aura of Zifeng Academy's enrollment. Now everyone in Kyoto is focusing on the quota competition in two months, where will they still think about Nalan Zhenyue?

What will happen to Lan Zhenyue?

Those who wanted to use that incident to suppress Nalan Zhenyue were almost angry to death after hearing that Nalan Zhenyue returned to Nalan's house safely. However, they also heard that the emperor would not pursue the case and let Nalan

Zhenyue entered Baili Kingdom as one of the fifty people, and she laughed angrily.

One of the fifty places, even the ten people on the Kyoto ranking list have no way to guarantee that they can get in smoothly. Nalan Zhenyue, a loser who just became a summoner, wants to get in?

Idiot's dream!

In a blink of an eye, a week passed.

Kyoto's enthusiasm for Zifeng Academy's enrollment has not diminished, but the discussion has become more and more intense. Every time after dinner, someone will discuss who has the hope of becoming one of the fifty places this year.

Nalan Zhenyue's name was no longer mentioned at all, and Nalan Zhenyue himself practiced behind closed doors for a whole week.

During this period, he didn't even take a step out of the door.

During this week, Fatty came here for the first two days, but went back not long after, and never appeared again.

There were many people in the Nalan Mansion who were jealous of Nalan Zhenyue being protected by the third prince. Seeing this, they all sneered in their hearts, thinking that the third prince had lost interest in Nalan Zhenyue.

On the eighth day, Nalan Zhenyue's door finally opened.

She walked out, stretched out, and let out a long breath.

"Madam, we have been bored for so long, it's time to go for a walk." Huo Huo followed from behind, hugged Nalan Zhenyue's thigh with his short hands, and rubbed it hard.

"Well, let's go for a walk and let's go to the drugstore."

"Okay, okay!"

Nalan Zhenyue looked at the sunshine above her head. The weather was good today and it was the best time to go out.
Chapter completed!