When she returned to the Da Si Ming Palace, Yan Ziyue had already slept, drooling profusely, and was still thinking about the bamboo leaf porridge.

Yan Li looked at Yan Ziyue's appearance, but there was a doting smile on her black line face, and she thought: 'After all, she is still a child, she will sleep when she says she will sleep', and carried her back to Yinghuanyuan and handed it to Meng Niang.

In the following time, Yu Li found more and more that Xiao Yue'er liked to be alone and liked to read all kinds of books, so he moved all kinds of books and files prepared by Yan Moyu from King Kang's Mansion to Da Siming Palace and put them in the scripture building.

Yu Li accompanied Xiao Yue'er to read books in the Tibetan Scripture Building several times, and found that she was very focused and quiet, and the speed of reading was very fast, and her small body was often buried in the scroll, and she couldn't help but be happy and worried. After thinking about it, after thinking about it again, he decided to ask a scholar to teach Xiao Yue'er in advance, carefully sorted out the candidates that Yan Moyu expected, and added the one he thought was appropriate, and then attached a letter and sent it over.

Referring to Yan Moyu's arrangement, he asked several scholars to teach Yan Ziyue poetry, books, history, music, mathematics, and national policies, and he taught her etiquette and law, and since then, Yan Ziyue has not had much time to use by herself every day.

Yan Ziyue didn't like this feeling of being constrained at first, but slowly found that these scholars were not in vain, they were all real scholars, especially the fields they were good at were at the level of experts. Therefore, they are very respectful to Yu Li, and Yu Xue often asks endless questions, which also makes them very distressed.

Yan Ziyue actually has no malicious intentions, since she slowly retrieved her previous memories, she felt that her brain capacity was directly insufficient, but fortunately, she was still in the development stage, so she comforted herself.

University scholar Yanzi talked about national policy theory, listed some cases in the history of Huofeng Kingdom, and was speechless when Yan Ziyue asked him just after the analysis, but he couldn't understand Yan Ziyue's thinking logic in this place for a while, not to mention the background of Huofeng, just talk about things, there are many things she doesn't understand.

Yanzi was asked by Yan Ziyue many times, and she was very embarrassed at first, in view of the identity of Yan Ziyue's princess, she didn't dare to make more accusations, but slowly found that Yan Ziyue didn't mean to offend, and never said anything to the high priest. Not only that, but whenever the high priest was observing, he would always behave very well-behaved, trying his best to cooperate with his lectures, so that he would not say anything in the face, and he also spoke well for himself, so that the high priest rewarded himself a lot. Yanzi thought that this was just her own patent, but later found out that Yan Ziyue treated every scholar who taught her like this, and when she talked with her colleagues about the experience of being a princess tutor, she couldn't help but recognize Yan Ziyue even more, and taught her more and more dedicatedly, and even felt that she was deeply proud to have such a disciple.

Time flies, all the scholars have spared no effort to teach day by day, watching Yan Ziyue become more and more sensible day by day, words and deeds are becoming more and more measured, and it is very comforting in the centrifugation, and often take the time to take the test for Yan Ziyue, which always makes him overjoyed and surprised.

Nangong Yu studied with Yan Ziyue, and naturally he was a little earlier than ordinary children, and he knew more, plus he was talented, diligent and studious, and he was unwilling to lag behind Yan Ziyue, and he had been trying to catch up. Over the past year, Nangong Yu has learned what others have learned for several years, but he doesn't like martial arts, and he can't avoid dancing knives or sticks, but he can't be forced by Nangong Yuan to practice basic skills all the time, and every time he comes to the Great Si Ming Palace to accompany Yan Zi, it has become his most comfortable time. In the end, if Nangong Yu could not meet Nangong Yuan's requirements, he would not be allowed to come to the Dasi Ming Palace, so for several days, Nangong Yu did not have the opportunity to come to see Yan Ziyue.

In order to be able to come to the Great Si Ming Palace, Nangong Yu had to practice his basic skills hard, and finally barely met Nangong Yuan's requirements, and after begging for a long time, Nangong Yuan relented, and it happened that he sent someone to pick him up, so he happily followed.

"Yue'er, I'm here", Nangong Yu said with an excited look.

"Oh...".

Yan Ziyue's indifference hurt Nangong Yu a little, but she quickly reacted, walked in front of Nangong Yu, took his hand and said, "Brother Nangong, I'm going to Xiangsheng Temple tomorrow to see the master, this time I should stay there for at least three months."

"Ahh Nangong Yu looked at it with a questioning face.

"Learn martial arts", Yan Ziyue has long known that Nangong Yu does not like to practice martial arts, and recently he was reprimanded by his father for this, think about it, Nangong family is a martial arts family, a general's disciple, if you are not good at martial arts, I am afraid that you will be looked down upon. So, let's say so specifically, and look at Nangong Yu's reaction.

"Learn martial arts"? , Nangong Yu's surprised expression froze on his face.

"Hmm...", Yan Ziyue said with a small face.

"Why does Yue'er want to practice martial arts"?

Yan Ziyue thought for a while and said with a serious face: "In order to protect the person I want to protect."

Nangong Yu looked at Yan Ziyue and was stunned for a long time, which showed that he was shocked in his heart.

"Yue'er, who is the person you want to protect?" Nangong Yu asked softly, unconsciously a touch of red light climbed up his cheeks.

When Yan Ziyue was thinking about the film, she looked at Nangong Yu again, her eyes fluttered, and she smiled and teased: "Your kung fu is so bad, one day you are bullied, I will protect you."

When Nangong pardoned it and saw Yan Ziyue's smiling face, her face turned even redder, she didn't know what to say for a while, and she didn't dare to look at her anymore, she stood still with her head down, and secretly swore in her heart: 'I must practice martial arts well, how can I lose to Yue'er.'

Yan Ziyue looked at Nangong pardon like this, knowing that what she said just now stabbed him, she felt a sense of accomplishment, pursed her lips and smiled, hoping that he could put more effort into practicing martial arts, otherwise, he would suffer in the future.

After a while, Yan Ziyue startled Nangong Yu, and the two chased into the music room of the school.

Early the next morning, Master Xuanjing's carriage was waiting at the gate of the Great Si Ming Palace, and Yu Li personally greeted him, wanting to inquire about the situation of going to the Temple of the Afterlife, but Master Xuanjing said that he never mentioned the key points, so angry that Master Xuanjing blurted out: "Master Xuanjing, forgive me for being rude, I will not let Xiao Yue'er go to the Temple of the Dead with you."

Xuanjing smiled, not angry, as if he had expected it, he took out a letter from his sleeve and presented it to Yan Li: "High Priest Don't be in a hurry, this is a letter that Master Wuliang specially asked the poor monk to hand over to the high priest."

Yan Li squinted and glanced at Xuanjing's smiling face, took it with one hand, and looked at it in front of him.

Xuanjing paid attention to his reaction, and saw that his eyebrows were stretched, and his face was a lot more pleasant, so he was relieved.

"Master Xuanjing will go to the front hall to rest for a while, I'll go and prepare", Yu Li led Xuanjing to the front hall, and turned around and went to Yinghuan Garden.

Yun was sent by Zhan Li early in the morning to help Meng Niang pack up for Xiao Yue'er, and when Zhan Li came in, they had already packed up.

"High priest, it's all packed," Yun Ying replied.

"Hmm... You can go back and pack my things for me too."

Yun opened his mouth and stared, but he didn't react for a while.

"Don't go quickly, prepare another carriage, pack up and move the carriage", Yu Li reiterated again, and Yun left in a daze.

"High Priest, are you going with Yue'er?" Meng Niang asked.

"Hmm...", Yan Li looked at Xiao Yue'er with an excited face, picked her up, and asked, "Yue'er, do you really want to go to the Temple of the Dead, can your father-in-law accompany you?"

Yan Ziyue knew that it must be that he, his father-in-law, was not at ease for so long, and suddenly felt that Yan Li really raised himself conscientiously, doted on himself, and was a good father.

Seeing Yan Ziyue nodding, Yan Li was lying on his shoulder and rubbing around, feeling very happy.

"High priest, can the slave and maid go together, the princess is still young, she has to go for so long, and the slave and maid will take care of her by her side", Meng Niang looked at Zhan Li, with a begging in her eyes.

Yan Li glanced at Meng Niang, thinking that it was impossible for him to accompany him all the time, and if there was something in the court, he would have to come back, so he thought about this and said: "Okay, you clean up and go over to take care of Yue'er."

"Yes", Meng Niang saw that Zhan Li agreed, smiled, forgot to salute and walked away to clean up.

Yan Li and Yan Ziyue chatted for a while, I have to say that Yan Ziyue really understands people's hearts, and can coax people, sweeping away all the displeasure and worries in Yan Li's heart, laughing constantly, and feeling much more comfortable.

"Yue'er...", the immature voice came, Nangong Yu trotted in, and then Fan led Nangong Yuan to come in.

"General Nangong", Yan Li walked out with Yan Ziyue in his arms.

"Don't tell me that you are going to go to Xiangsheng Temple to stay for a few days", Nangong looked at Zhan Li from afar, and his expression obviously felt that Zhan Li was joking.

"How did General Nangong know, but I planned it this way."

"I'll see it at the door", Nangong Yuan said, glanced at the people who were moving things one by one, and said, "How many days are you, why do I think this is going to stay for a long time."

Yu Li smiled and explained, "Yue'er may stay a little longer, so I prepared these."

"Yue'er, I'll go too", Nangong Yu said excitedly.

Yan Ziyue glanced at him and turned her head to ignore him.

Nangong Yu couldn't see Yan Ziyue's thoughts, and looked at Yan Li pitifully: "Uncle High Priest, can I go?"

Yan Li looked at Nangong Yu and couldn't bear it, and looked up at Nangong Yuan.

"Pardon, don't mess around", Nangong Yuan glared at Nangong Yuan solemnly.

Nangong Yu was very aggrieved and shed tears, and then Nangong Yuan was angry: "Yu'er, men don't flick when they have tears, are you still the man of my Nangong family."

Nangong Yu was even more aggrieved when he heard this, and he tried his best to tear up the ninja, and he sniffled for a while.

Zhan Li looked moved with compassion, and sure enough, after having Xiao Yue'er, his heart softened a lot, especially for children, he gave Nangong Yuan a look, and comforted Nangong and said: "Yu'er, a man won't cry his nose, it's okay to let you go, but you have to promise not to cry again in the future."

As soon as Nangong Yu heard the music, he immediately changed his innocent smile, and his little head was like a chicken pecking rice.