The original wish was sent to the gate of the National Academy by Tsing Yi, and then the little girl went in by herself, forced by the identity of the fourth prince, and no other student dared to have too much communication with the original wish.

Yuan Yuan didn't feel lonely, and those people on the left and right laughed at her, and she didn't want to have too much contact with those people.

Sitting down in his seat, he pretended to inadvertently sweep Yan Ze's position, and a sly smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the class time arrived, Young Master Li appeared in class on time and began to explain today's content with a cold face.

Yuan Yuan listened to the class with interest while paying attention to Yan Ze's reaction distractedly, and sure enough, I saw Yan Ze's buttocks rubbing the chair like a fire, and the look of wanting to grab but not daring to scratch made people want to laugh.

Young Master Li also noticed Yan Ze's small movements, and immediately reminded with some displeasure, "Fourth prince, don't disturb the order of the class, please do anything after class." ”

Yan Ze dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, he lowered his head in shame, his butt itched badly for some reason, and he was beaten by his master, and his face was even more gloomy.

Just when he was willing to watch the play silently, Li Shaofu once again called her name in public.

"Original student, why is there such a big difference in your copying handwriting?" Young Master Li frowned and looked at the punishment copy that he had originally handed over to him, no wonder His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would personally explain that he should pay more attention to her, it was really slippery.

Yuan Yuan was already ready to be interrogated by Young Master Li, and said what he thought was seamless, "Mr. Hui, after I got out of school, I studied the font style of my ancestors, and I imitated two kinds of gourds in the same way, what style does Mr. think is suitable for me?" ”

Looking at the little girl's puzzled look, Young Master Li didn't hold on to her handwriting anymore, but took the opportunity to talk about her class status.

"You can write according to your own preferences, but I hope that the original students can also have the spirit of copying books when they listen to the lectures, and don't be disturbed by other things and be absent-minded."

The little girl's gloating face towards the fourth prince did not escape his eyes.

was scolded by Mr. for scolding Huai's preaching, and he was a little embarrassed, so he could only nod his head obediently, looking like a good baby who listened to Mr.

Finally, when it was time to get out of school, Yan Ze covered his ass again and again and rushed out of the classroom quickly, leaving everyone's sight, Yan Ze began to scratch the itch.

Everyone watched in confusion as Yan Ze ran out of the classroom in a hurry, but when he was in a hurry to get out of the classroom, he also went out of the palace and returned home in twos and threes.

Tsing Yi waited at the gate of hypertension early to answer the original wish, and naturally did not miss Yan Ze's embarrassed appearance of running wildly with his buttocks covered.

took the bookbag in Yuanyuan's hand, and took her little hand and walked in the direction of the East Palace.

Feeling the good mood of the little ancestor, Tsing Yi asked curiously, "Miss Xinxin, something happy happened today?" ”

Thinking of the embarrassed appearance of the four princes, Tsing Yi probably had a guess in his heart, but was the little ancestor's courage a little too big?

I didn't have the idea of being afraid, but now I'm happy, and I'm willing to share my joy with Tsing Yi, "Tsing Yi, Mr. today praised me, saying that I copied yesterday's book well." ”

......: "Little ancestor, have you forgotten who copied the book for you yesterday?"

Adhering to the professional ethics of dedication, Tsing Yi naturally would not dismantle the little ancestor's platform, and pretended to inadvertently mention the things that made Yuan Yuan really happy, "The slave just watched the four princes run out in a hurry for some reason? ”

I was willing to hold back my happy mood, and pretended to reply casually, "Maybe I have a stomach." ”

Hmph, asked the big fat man to find someone to bully her, and smoked her to laugh at her, if she didn't bully back, how would she mix in the National Academy in the future?

Bypassing the imperial garden is the fork in the palace of the harem, Yan Mingzhu and the maid hid behind the rockery and waited for Yuan Yuan to pass by.

After Yan Ze's detailed description yesterday, Yan Mingzhu could conclude that the little girl not far ago was the person she was going to clean up today, glanced at the maid beside her, and motioned her to do it.

Yuan Yuan was still holding Tsing Yi's hand and jumping towards the East Palace, when suddenly a swarm of wasps buzzed towards them.

"Ahhhh Tsing Yi Run! I wanted to grab Tsing Yi and panic, but the hornets behind me were like eyes, chasing them to death.

In less than half an hour, the two were caught up, and Tsing Yi immediately protected Yuan Yuan tightly under him, exposing his body to the hornet's sight.

Yuan Yuan trembled and covered her little face firmly, but she was so scared that she didn't dare to open her eyes, and she didn't dare to ask how the Tsing Yi who was protecting her was doing.

Half an hour later, there was finally no buzzing in his ears, and Yuan Yuan asked in a trembling voice, "Tsing Yi?" Is the big bee gone? ”

Tsing Yi didn't know that she had been bitten a few times, she only knew that she was in pain all over, especially her head, which was trembling with pain, but she couldn't say that the little girl was so scared that her little face turned white.

"Miss Xinxin is not afraid, those bees are gone."

Yuan Yuan looked at a few obvious red spots on her face and hands to know that Tsing Yi was stung by those big bees, and anxiously pulled her to trot up, and said in a nervous and panicked voice, "Tsing Yi, let's go back quickly, you were stung by a big bee, I asked Yan Shenzhi to call you the imperial doctor, don't you die!" ”

The little girl had heard Qingshuang tell some anecdotes, including a story about a farmer who was stung by a big bee but didn't care, and died mysteriously the next day, which made Yuan Yuan always remember, and now Tsing Yi was stung by a big bee in order to protect her, and the little girl was very scared and blamed herself.

Back in the East Palace, the little girl couldn't help but throw herself into his arms and cry when she saw Yan Huai, sobbing and begging him to save Tsing Yi, "Yan Shenzhi, woo woo, Tsing Yi was bitten by a big bee, she is going to die, you save her!" ”

"Woo woo woo, it's all my fault, I killed Tsing Yi, woo woo woo, Yan Shenzhi I'm the big villain!"

As soon as the little girl cried, Xiao Dezi immediately went to the Tai Hospital to ask for a royal doctor, Yan Huai glanced at Chasing the wind, and the latter immediately had to be ordered to leave the dormitory.

Yan Huai patiently patted the little girl's thin back, listened to her crying quietly, and waited until she was no longer so excited to comfort her.

"Xinxin, don't cry, Lone guarantees that Tsing Yi will be fine, and she won't die."

"It's not your fault for this matter, Tsing Yi is loyal to the Lord, and Lone will reward her, but it's you, have you been bitten by that bee?"

The little girl is reckless, and she blames herself so much at the moment, where can she take care of herself, she only cares about crying her nose.

Yan Huai could only carefully inspect her soft hands and red face from crying, and did not see any traces of being bitten, and the stone hanging from the tip of her heart could be regarded as strangulation.

After crying enough, Yuan Yuan stopped his voice, and when he saw that Yan Huai was still pulling his hair, he hurriedly stopped his movements, "Yan Shenzhi, don't touch my hair, I'm fine, the big bee didn't bite me." ”

"Really? Don't cheat the orphan. Yan Huai looked at her expression and said with a cold face, unable to hide his worry in his tone.