That's outrageous!

That's incredibly insulting!

Xiao Yuanshuang's lips trembled, and her face was as pale as paper.

Ah Hao, however, felt a great sense of satisfaction. Such a treacherous woman who plotted against our Grand Preceptor should be expelled.

If the Grand Preceptor had favored her, that would be fine, but the key point is that the Grand Preceptor clearly has no liking for this Third Princess whatsoever.

Seeing that Xiao Yuanshuang remained silent, Murong Yue snorted, put her hands in her pockets, and swaggered away.

Only Xiao Yuanshuang remained, hanging herself from a branch in the southeast.

Cherry felt as if her master was about to shatter.

She hurriedly stepped forward and whispered to comfort her, "Your Highness, look at the Empress. She is dressed so thinly that she didn't even bring a hand warmer."

"In such freezing weather, I'm afraid her brain has been damaged by the cold. Please don't take it personally."

These words only fueled Xiao Yuanshuang's anger, making her furious.

What exactly is the structure of Murong Yue's body? How could it withstand such frigid weather?

Looking at her outfit, it was just a little thicker, and she didn't even have a cloak.

But her complexion was rosy, her hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, and her eyes were clear and bright, as if she had inexhaustible energy.

On the other hand, I was wrapped up in layers upon layers of clothing, including thick undershirts, shirts, and coats, and on top of that, I was wearing a thick fox fur cloak.

Even so, a few days ago, she only dressed a little lightly and went to the Xuanji Hall. After returning, she fell seriously ill and drank ginger soup for several days before she recovered a little.

Murong Yue not only has a legendary father, but she herself is also an incomparably noble empress. Her appearance is like that of a fairy descended from heaven, and the entire Qing Kingdom is still hers.

Is it possible that even her physical condition is far superior to that of ordinary people?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yuanshuang clenched her fists so tightly that she almost broke her nails.

Jealousy distorted her beyond recognition.

The jealousy burning within him was about to erupt uncontrollably, and he was on the verge of madness.

Why is that?

Just then, a young eunuch came running over, heading in the direction Murong Yue had gone.

Xiao Yuanshuang took a deep breath, her eyes as resolute as a warrior about to go into battle.

She made up her mind that even if Murong Yue thought she had gone too far and wanted to apologize, she would never accept it.

She insisted that Li Xuanji accompany her to the Ministry of Works' open day, or she would not let the matter rest.

snort!

The young eunuch bowed to her, his voice booming, "Your Highness, by His Majesty's decree, you are not required to stand guard in the Xuanji Hall."

The Yue Kingdom's attendants and the guards assigned to her by the Qing Kingdom heard everything without missing a single word.

Everyone hurriedly lowered their heads.

When the master is embarrassed, it is best for the servant to minimize their presence.

Xiao Yuanshuang trembled all over.

My head is buzzing.

How could such a humiliating act exist in this world?

She was just waiting for someone here, what heavenly rule did she break?

Xiao Yuanshuang's vision went black, and she felt a sudden dizziness.

After uttering a harsh statement, he couldn't catch his breath and fainted.

"Your Highness..."

The third princess of Yue fainted on the ground, like a delicate flower.

The Imperial Medical Academy was extremely concerned and immediately dispatched a doctor to visit the patient.

Meanwhile, rumors about the Third Princess falling in love at first sight with the Imperial Preceptor and falling ill from lovesickness spread like wildfire.

Upon hearing this, Li Xuanji, who was in the Imperial Preceptor's residence, was so angry that he laughed.

This is utterly absurd!

"Go and tell Lord Murong that we can begin our operation."

"yes."

The young page was indignant; this third princess was like a stubborn leech that he couldn't shake off.

A meticulously woven net is silently and slowly unfolding across this icy and snowy landscape…

Meanwhile, Murong Yue stood at the entrance of Baoguang Hall when the messenger eunuch rushed back to report, "Your Majesty, the Third Princess says..."

"say what?"

“They said they wanted to teach His Majesty a lesson,” the little eunuch said, and knelt down with a thud, not daring to look at Murong Yue at all.

"Call me master?"

"Heh," Murong Yue sneered.

(￣ー￣)

"Make her get out."

Murong Yue lifted her foot and stepped into the Baoguang Hall.

It's so annoying. I have absolutely no desire to be someone else's master, and it's ruined my concentration on studying.

Ah Hao was so shocked that she was speechless for a moment. His Majesty's misheard words were truly both funny and sad.

The old scholar Meng Xueyi was on pins and needles, his mind in turmoil. He feared that His Majesty would not come again after yesterday's lesson.

If this matter were to spread, and His Majesty only attended his class for one day and then refused to come again, where would he put his old face?

Before His Majesty arrived, he was explaining the poem: "Soaring over the marshes, I grasp my sword and board a light boat."

"Who can interpret the artistic conception of this poem?"

Meng Xueyi's gaze kept drifting out through the crack in the window.

He felt a great sense of relief when he saw His Majesty arrive.

Fortunately, His Majesty arrived, and my lifelong reputation was finally preserved.

Meng Xueyi wished he could kowtow to Murong Yue immediately.

Everyone in the classroom stood up in unison, bowed to Murong Yue, and then sat back down in their original seats.

Murong Yue lifted her skirt and sat down in her seat, gazing longingly at the old scholar.

Meng Xueyi coughed lightly and changed the subject very naturally, "The question we just discussed is today's homework."

"Next, let's review what we've learned and continue studying the Thousand Character Classic."

"The cold comes and the heat goes, autumn harvests and winter stores..."

Meng Xueyi noticed Ahao's gaze and quickly stopped talking.

Looking down, I saw that Murong Yue's eyes had become confused again.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, secretly relieved that he had almost displeased His Majesty again.

Meng Xueyi glanced gratefully at Ahao.

"Today we will review these two lines..."

For the entire afternoon, except for lunchtime, Murong Yue studied diligently, like a tireless little bee.

Qi Yuan and Li Daoyun were so busy that they didn't even have time to eat, and they were busy arranging the security work for the next day.

As I left the side hall, a crescent moon, like a flawless silver hook, hung high in the sky.

The cold night was still and windless, the air dry and cold, as if it could freeze one's breath.

Qi Yuan walked quietly down the passageway.

Suddenly I felt something jumping around inside my sleeve.

He then suddenly remembered that he had tucked the little rabbit into his sleeve.

He quickly took the little rabbit out, and saw that the gray rabbit was trembling slightly in his hand, its nose sniffing as if telling of its hunger and fear.

"She's quite resilient."

Qi Yuan said softly, shaking his sleeve to dislodge the rabbit droppings that the little creature had put inside.

After thinking for a moment, he turned and walked towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Murong Yue asked Ahao to move the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone to the dining table so that she could practice writing while eating.

The eight characters she's learning today are really difficult to write!