"My apprentice Shen Zichen, you have seen it in the Enlightenment Academy, because there are no suitable clothes for the time being, so I changed my skirt first."

Leng Mingyue touched Shen Zichen's head and found that this little guy was not afraid of her, and the rest of the people were a little afraid.

"I remember, the one who has been hiding behind the tree?" Lan Weicheng squatted down and rubbed Xiao Tuanzi's cheeks, her eyes were full of joy:

"It's so cute!"

Lan Weicheng was not curious about the master-apprentice relationship between Shen Zichen and Leng Mingyue, only that Leng Mingyue was teaching Shen Zichen to draw and write.

After all, Leng Mingyue worked as a teacher in the Enlightenment School.

However, when it came to the Enlightenment School, Lan Weicheng thought of Zhao Xuan.

"Fortunately, I came back in time this time, otherwise you would have been bullied by Zhao Xuan's shrew." She shook her head, looking hopeless:

"Zhao Xuan is really stupid, what's wrong with framing you, I want to frame you for abolishing one of her hands, isn't this talking nonsense with your eyes open?"

Hearing this, Leng Mingyue's dark eyes flashed, and she said calmly: "I do—"

abolished Zhao Xuan's hand.

But before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Lan Weicheng.

"It's wronged, isn't it? I knew it! ”

Lan Weicheng patted her on the shoulder and promised: "Don't worry, I believe in you, a weak and docile woman like you can't do such a murderous thing!" ”

Leng Mingyue: "......"

What does this girl seem to misunderstand about her?

"Besides, if you two really fight, you won't be able to beat Zhao Xuan!" Lan Weicheng let out a long sigh.

In Lan Weicheng's memory, Leng Mingyue is definitely the most weak and docile woman.

She is very patient with the children of the Enlightenment School, and will take the trouble to help them arrange their clothes and hair, and every child loves her.

Her personality is indifferent and indisputable, like a mountain snow lotus, like an empty valley orchid, and she has not been touched by any dirt.

She is still very beautiful, and her only regret is that she can't cultivate.

But it doesn't matter, Lan Weicheng decided to protect this weak woman herself.

"You ......" Leng Mingyue felt that Lan Weicheng's expression seemed to be a little wrong: "What are you thinking?" ”

"Nothing, nothing!" Lan Weicheng shook her head into a rattle and smirked: "The weather is so nice today!" ”

She has to take care of her sister's self-esteem and must not tell the truth.

"Really?"

Leng Mingyue only felt that her heart was hairy, and she led Shen Zichen into the house in disbelief.

Lan Weicheng also took a lunch as a matter of course.

After eating, Leng Mingyue, Shen Zichen, and Lan Weicheng embarked on the road back to the imperial capital.

Parting has been sad since ancient times, so let's not mention it for the time being.

Inside the carriage, Lan Weicheng ravaged Shen Zichen's little face while curious about a question:

"Sister, what are you doing in the imperial capital, do you want to go to relatives?"

Leng Mingyue thought for a moment, leaned down and whispered: "Go to the imperial capital to inherit hundreds of millions of family properties, my father is the richest man in Yan Kingdom." ”

There is no need to cover up this matter for Lan Weicheng.

"Poof!" Lan Weicheng sprayed, and she quickly covered her mouth: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

After trying to suppress the thought of wanting to burst into laughter, she coughed lowly, "Do you know what I'm going to the Imperial Capital for?" ”

"What for?"

At this point, Leng Mingyue is really hard to speculate, because the two have not known each other for a long time.

"I-" Lan Weicheng leaned over from Leng Mingyue's appearance just now, and lowered her voice: "Go to the imperial capital to inherit three million soldiers and horses, my father is a general." ”

“……”

Leng Mingyue sat up straight, her face expressionless.