October 13th, the princess's bedroom.

"Qingqing, it's time to get up!"

At four quarters past the hour of Mao, Mu Lige woke up Hua Qingcheng beside him on time.

"Get up, stand up immediately, get up right away!"

"But before you get up, Brother Li, you have to let me hold you again."

Hua Qingcheng wrapped one arm around Mu Lige's waist and buried her head in his embrace, greedily absorbing the warmth from him. After a full cup of tea, Hua Qingcheng reluctantly got up from the bed.

After Hua Qingcheng washed and had breakfast with the help of the palace servants, Mu Lige dismissed everyone as usual and helped her change into the elegant Imperial College uniform.

"Brother Li, wait for me!"

Hua Qingcheng hooked her arms around Mu Lige's neck, gave him a "farewell kiss", and then turned and left the bedroom.

At six quarters past the hour of Mao, Hua Qingcheng took Situ Ye's "love cakes" and boarded the carriage to the Imperial College, starting her second day of school life.

Feng Wu was still the one driving the carriage, but today it was Sanlang Han Yichen who sent Hua Qingcheng to school.

"Xiao Qingcheng, look what good things I brought you?"

Han Yichen's narrow, almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye trembling slightly, and he gave Hua Qingcheng a charming smile. Then he took out a cloth bag from his bosom and opened it layer by layer.

When Hua Qingcheng saw the bun-shaped cloth bag, she had a bad feeling in her heart. Sure enough, when she saw Han Yichen open the third layer of gauze and looked at the two oversized white buns inside, Hua Qingcheng's heart was full of rejection.

She knew without a second thought that the filling must be barbecued pork. She didn't know what that brat Zuo Qinglong had said to Sanlang that made him so obsessed with barbecued pork buns...

"Um, Achen, I'm still a little full, how about... eating later?"

"But...Xiao Qingcheng, I just saw you eating the peanut crisps made by my second brother. Could it be that you dislike my cooking skills?"

"Absolutely not!" Hua Qingcheng said with a strong desire to survive.

"Really?" Han Yichen narrowed his eyes dangerously and glanced at Hua Qingcheng leisurely.

"It's more real than pearls. Achen, if you don't believe me, just touch it. My heart is beating non-stop for you! I'm not lying." Hua Qingcheng grabbed Han Yichen's hand and held it close to her heart.

"Okay. Then put it away and eat it during your break."

Han Yichen took a cloth bag from Hua Qingcheng's side, pushed the snacks made by Situ Ye to the sides, placed his two large barbecued pork buns in the middle, tied it up, and then put it back next to Hua Qingcheng.

"Xiao Qingcheng, when will you fulfill the promise you made to me, 'Xiao Qingqing' and 'Xiao Xiaochen'?"

Han Yichen put his arms around Hua Qingcheng's slender waist, rested his head on her thighs, and looked at her lovingly with his charming eyes.

“Cough cough cough…”

Hua Qingcheng, who was drinking water, was choked by Han Yichen's words, and immediately sprayed water all over Han Yichen's handsome face.

I was very busy before, and then the soul dislocation incident happened, which did delay me a lot of time.

"Xiao Qingcheng!"

Han Yichen had a look of resentment on his face. Fortunately, it was Hua Qingcheng's saliva. If it was someone else's, he would probably have fainted.

"I'll fulfill it when I go back tonight!" Hua Qingcheng said embarrassedly after taking a breath.

But she just used the sleeve of her hospital uniform to wipe Han Yichen's face randomly and dry his face.

"Your Highness, we've arrived at the Imperial College!"

At the end of the Mao hour, Feng Wu stopped the carriage and lifted the curtain.

"Achen, I...I'm going to school."

“Cough cough cough…”

"Just go back to Bingquanxuan and wait. I will go back early in the evening..." Before getting off the carriage, Hua Qingcheng leaned close to Han Yichen's ear and said.

"Okay~"

Han Yichen smiled brightly at Hua Qingcheng, but when he saw Hua Qingcheng enter the gate of the Imperial College, he immediately put away his smile and jumped off the carriage.

"Han Liangce, what are you doing?" Feng Wu asked in shock.

"Don't meddle in things that shouldn't be your business. Go back to the East Palace first. Come to the Imperial College gate on time before school ends in the evening to greet Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess and this young master...this Lord!"

"Yes, Han Liangce."

"Wait, if Zhengjun asks, just say that I went to see a doctor." Han Yichen said after a little thought.

"Yes, Han Liangce."

However, when Feng Wu drove away in his carriage, Han Yichen sneaked in through the back door of the Imperial College without anyone noticing.

Last night, the young wife was obviously in a bad mood, and he had to find out what happened. Han Yichen thought so.

“Dang! Dang! Dang!”

At noon, the bell for the first class in the morning rang on time.

Wen Siyin walked into the D class of the Di character class. Looking at the 500 "德" characters handed in by Hua Qingcheng, which were not very excellent but still quite neat, she just nodded slightly and said nothing more.

"Prince Helun, where are your lessons?"

Wen Siyin knocked on the empty desk in front of Wu Chen, a look of confusion on his face.

"Master Wen, to be honest..."

Wu Chen straightened his blue turban and continued seriously, "Last night, a daring thief broke into the inn. She didn't steal gold or silver. She, she... she was so cruel as to steal the homework that this prince had already written!"

"But don't worry, I've already reported it to the authorities. Once the thieves are apprehended and my homework is recovered, I will hand it over to you immediately!"

Wu Chen looked very excited.

Vince Yin: ...

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