She suddenly felt that it was not impossible to endure hardship.

Yu Nian said in a brisk voice, "It's okay, Imperial Master. It's just that my foundation is not good."

Bai Yuheng didn't expect Yu Nian to be so easy to talk to. The impression this prince had left on him in the past was so deep that he would avoid him whenever possible and never appeared in the same occasion.

Yu Nian took the cup from his hand and took a big sip, "Thank you for the milk, Imperial Master."

After drinking it, Yu Nian licked the milk stains on the corner of his mouth and felt that it tasted pretty good.

Bai Yuheng sat on the chair on the other side, as quiet as a painting, even his breathing was very subtle.

Yu Nian supported her head, and her peripheral vision was unconsciously attracted to his face again.

Why does it look like Bai Yuheng's face has a skin-smoothing and soft-light filter applied?

It feels like it's not on the same level as this luxurious palace.

She couldn't help but look at Su Jin who was covering her eyes.

I can’t imagine what kind of eyes would match a face like this.

Yu Nian racked her brains to recall the original plot. Even the heroine seemed to have never seen Bai Yuheng's eyes.

"Your Highness is looking at me." He suddenly made a statement, almost scaring the dazed Yu Nian into breaking out in a sweat.

"How do you know?"

Yu Nian was not very good at lying, her voice stuttered and her snow-white face turned a little red.

"Although I can't see it, I can feel your Highness's gaze." The man tilted his head slightly, as if looking at her.

Yu Nian laughed awkwardly twice.

"Your Highness, have you rested well?"

She didn't!

"I think I'm still"

"Your Highness, time waits for no one." The Imperial Master stood up slowly and completely stopped Yu Nian from delaying, as if rejecting him was a fault.

Yu Nian began to practice the dance moves again, but tears were streaming down her face.

"Master, I don't think dancing can be mastered in one day," Yu Nian raised his arms, but he felt like he was shaking like a sieve.

The man tilted his head slightly, his long silver hair spread out like ink, as soft as gorgeous brocade, with a soft luster, and the lines of his profile were smooth as if carefully carved.

"Your Highness, please speak. I am listening."

Yu Nian blinked and said politely, "Master, have you ever thought that I'm not cut out for dancing?"

She felt that if she continued to practice like this, it would be a question whether she could get out of bed tomorrow.

"His Majesty said that Your Highness is very talented and will definitely succeed as long as he is given time." As he spoke, he lifted up Yu Nian's trembling arm that had fallen down.

He frowned slightly and said, "Your Highness's physique is a little weak, but I believe that as long as Your Highness is determined, you will be able to train well."

Yu Nian felt that this wasn't a matter of determination. "Master, how about we practice for two hours today, three hours tomorrow, and then increase the number gradually? What do you think?"

Bai Yuheng showed disapproval on his face. "Let's finish today's work. I will naturally teach Your Highness the rest tomorrow."

Yu Nian gritted her teeth and held on for a while with her fragile willpower, then her body suddenly lost balance and fell backwards. Her arms were so sore that she couldn't react quickly, and she fell down with almost no cushioning or protection.

"Your Highness!" Bai Yuheng had never expected something like this to happen. He quickly bent down and reached out to grab Yu Nian.

In panic, Yu Nian fell straight down, but the pain she had imagined did not come.

The thick, soft fur completely wrapped her, and a faint, cool fragrance lingered around her nose.

Yu Nian subconsciously pinched the large ball of snow-white hair, which looked like the tail of some animal.

She looked up and saw—

Three thousand silver threads as graceful as the Milky Way floated in the air like rippling water, and the silver hair fluttered in the wind. The man frowned, as if holding snow in the cold winter. Six huge snow-white fluffy tails stretched out from behind him, wrapping around Yu Nian and binding her, lifting her up to protect her butt that was almost injured again.

What is the beast form of the national teacher?

Yu Nian was extremely curious.

"Your Highness, I'm going to put my tail away..." Bai Yuheng paused, his expression calm but with a hint of uneasiness: "Your Highness, please take your hand away from my tail."

Only then did Yu Nian reluctantly let go of the big furry tail.

The fur is so soft and thick, and feels many times better than that of the big fat cat.

Yu Nian was still guessing the beast form of the national teacher in her heart, and did not notice that the man's white ears were tinged with a very light pink after he retracted his tail.

"Today I was inconsiderate and almost caused Your Highness to be injured. I feel guilty. This is a physical pill. After taking it, you can restore your physical strength and feel refreshed." A small white pill appeared from somewhere in Bai Yuheng's palm.

Yu Nian took it and put it directly into her mouth. It melted in her mouth. In an instant, a warm current flowed through her meridians and limbs, and the sour feeling immediately dissipated.

She raised her arms again, and surprisingly didn't feel tired at all.

"Master, why didn't you take out this good thing earlier? She was exhausted just now. She had never experienced such a large amount of exercise in her two lives."

"Today's study ends here. Your Highness, please practice diligently after I leave. I will check tomorrow." Bai Yuheng said.

"Check?" Why is there homework?

Yu Nian was a little confused.

The Imperial Master nodded indifferently, said goodbye, and turned to leave.

For some reason, Yu Nian always felt that the Imperial Master's departure was a bit hasty.

The usually calm and composed Imperial Master was in such a hurry for the first time in nearly twenty-six years. With sweat oozing from his palms, he suppressed the heat in his body and left the Crown Princess's palace, forcing himself to keep his steps steady until he reached an unknown secluded path and found a giant tree to lean against.

"How could this happen..." The usually dignified Imperial Master was now hiding behind a tree in disheveled clothes. The hot feeling in his body, like a burning fire, lingered for a long time. Even if he forcibly used his ice power to cover his forehead and neck with a thin layer of ice, he could not block the heat in his body.

It was clearly someone he didn't like, so why did he suddenly lose control like this?

The passion that had been suppressed for several years suddenly burst out, burning his reason and calmness over and over again like a volcano.

"The sacrifice ceremony is just a few days away. This is the empire's annual grand festival. Do you think the Crown Princess will perform the blessing dance?"

The sound of faint conversations echoed along this quiet path.

Behind the tree trunk, the subtle sound of clothes rubbing against each other stopped instantly, and cold, jade-white fingers flashed by, pulling back the lost corner of the clothes.

"Who knows? What difference does it make whether the Crown Princess dances or not? Anyway, the Queen likes her so much, the throne will be hers sooner or later."

"Well, if you ask me, the Crown Princess just has a bad temper and her mental strength isn't as high as the First Princess'. Why do you think the Queen dotes on her so much?"

"Shh! Stop talking, be careful, the walls have ears!" "I just thought I heard someone nearby!"

"Who is so bored as to come here and listen to my private conversation? You have no manners at all!"

The two orcs talked in a low voice and left in a hurry.

After a long time, the sound of clothes rustling could be heard from behind the tree again.

A plain figure flashed by.