Chapter 20 Patience
After a trip to Uerlaf Manor, Nan Zhiyan felt a little tired.
As he felt a wave of discomfort in his stomach, Nan Zhiyan stood up, took a glass of warm water, sat on the sofa, and began to think about the plot.
The plot has just begun, but Nan Zhiyan doesn't feel anything.
To be honest, she had always thought that there would be a system-like thing that would tell her that she could go home after completing a certain plot task.
After all, it seems that novels are written like this, but now that the plot has begun, Nan Zhiyan has not noticed any changes.
Perhaps it was because the plot had just begun that she should be patient and wait a little longer.
And even if she could eventually return to her world, she still had things she had to accomplish in this world.
His gaze rested on the conch again. Nan Zhiyan lowered his eyes slightly, put down the cup, and lay down on the bed.
The next morning, she woke up before the housekeeping robot woke Nan Zhiyan up.
"Sorry Master, breakfast is not ready yet."
Because Nan Zhiyan woke up earlier than usual, the electronic voice of the housekeeping robot carried a hint of apology.
"It doesn't matter."
It was not until it heard Nan Zhiyan's answer that the housekeeping robot became active again and sped up the breakfast preparation.
In the morning there was a military theory class, which was one of the compulsory courses for the heirs of the major families. Of course, Lu Yanjing would also go.
Although Lu Yanjing is the male protagonist of this world, he does not have the privilege of earning credits even if he does not attend classes.
On the contrary, the entire St. Derek's School has more stringent requirements for students at grade A and above.
Because these students are the future backbone of the empire. Whether it is the ruling minister, the finance minister, the imperial defense minister or the senior generals of the military, they will all come from among them.
Especially Lu Yanjing, others may make mistakes, but Lu Yanjing cannot.
After breakfast, Nan Zhiyan packed up and went out.
She usually waits for Lu Yanjing in the first-floor lobby of the Kvitalis Palace.
When she came down today, there were already several figures sitting on the sofa in the hall.
It was Wei Shenglin and the others. Nan Zhiyan glanced at the people sitting on the sofa one by one and walked over.
"Ayan, you finally came down."
Ji Xun stood up and grabbed Nan Zhiyan, his expression visibly excited.
Ji Xun always felt an inexplicable closeness to her, and even Nan Zhiyan herself didn't quite understand why.
But fortunately, the young lady did not do anything out of line because of this.
As Ji Xun spoke, the others also looked over.
Wei Shenglin didn't sit down. He leaned against the wall with his hands folded, still looking sleepy.
But when Nan Zhiyan appeared, he raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at him.
"Ayan, hasn't Yan Jing come down yet?"
Una turned her head with a decent smile on her face, and was still the first to ask about Lu Yanjing's news.
"I'm sorry Miss Una, I don't know the master's entire schedule."
In the past, if Lu Yanjing lived in the Kvitalis Palace, he would appear in the first-floor lobby at exactly eight o'clock.
But today, Nan Zhiyan didn't know why Lu Yanjing hadn't come down yet.
Of course, she would not ask what Lu Yanjing was doing now. She was not interested and had no qualifications.
Nan Zhiyan walked over, nodded and greeted everyone one by one, then sat down.
Ji Xun was just like usual. As long as Nan Zhiyan was around, she would stick to him without any hesitation.
It was the same at this moment. His fingertips lifted a strand of hair on Nan Zhiyan's back and played with it, and Ji Xun sniffed it lightly.
But his eyes were looking at Una opposite him.
"Oh, if Sister Una cares so much about Brother Lu, why don't you go up and take a look yourself? Aren't you Brother Lu's fiancée?"
Ji Xun doesn't like Una. She always thinks that Una is a pretentious woman who can't even hide her ambitions.
They claim to be members of the royal family and have a noble status, but what is the difference between the royal family today and a mere decoration?
But the most important point is why this woman always asks A Yan about Brother Lu's situation.
She even pretended to be friends with A Yan, which was what Ji Xun could not tolerate the most. No one could be Nan Zhiyan's friend except her.
The smile on Una's face froze for a moment, and a hint of displeasure flashed across her eyes. This crazy woman came back to cause trouble for her.
But the other party is Marquis Hisoka's most beloved child, and Una cannot offend him.
"I don't know where you heard this, Xun. Yan Jing and I have nothing to do with each other."
Although Una knew that she was a gift from the royal family to the Ulaf family, she would marry Lu Yanjing sooner or later.
But now, Una naturally couldn't admit it. She would not make such a small mistake.
Even if it is a sure thing, it will not be made public without reservation until that day comes.
Ji Xun sneered, his eyes full of disdain for Una.
But he didn't say anything more. Instead, he moved closer to Nan Zhiyan, glanced at the Chinese writing book Nan Zhiyan was reading, and then looked away with disinterest.
The corners of her lips just curled up slightly. Her Ah Yan was very serious about everything.
Galian on the side glanced at Ji Xun with disgust.
"Hey, Ji Xun, can you stop being such a pervert? What's so good about Nan Zhiyan's hair smelling so good?"
Galian's tone was full of disgust, but when he glanced at Nan Zhiyan beside him, his expression froze slightly.
"What's it to you?"
Ji Xun asked back nonchalantly, then chuckled with a mocking look.
"Indeed, they don't smell as good as those blonde wavy girls around you."
Ji Xun's words made Galian's fair and handsome face turn red. His eyes swept over Nan Zhiyan, who was sitting quietly there, reading a book with his head down, as if he had heard nothing, and Galian became a little annoyed again.
"Ji Xun, don't go too far."
"Tsk, what are you arguing about?"
Sitting opposite Galian was Ji Lan. When he came over from Nan Zhiyan, Ji Lan was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, an old-fashioned cigarette in his mouth, as if he was sleeping.
TK is a cigarette brand exclusively for aristocrats. It is said that this brand was originally created because of Ji Lan.
Ji Lan likes to smoke old-fashioned cigarettes, which once set off a trend among the nobles, and this brand came into being.
Unlike other old-fashioned cigarettes, this type of cigarette does not have any pungent smell and does not even contain any harmful substances to the body.
But Nan Zhiyan still doesn't like the taste, maybe because, in her world, smoking is not a good habit.
But she didn't show it. Ji Lan had a changeable temper and any small thing could make him angry.
Of course, Nan Zhiyan would not bet on such a possibility.
Ji Lan was obviously in a bad mood after being woken up. It was already a headache for him to attend a military theory class early in the morning.
Ji Lan casually pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray next to him, his expression somewhat impatient.
"What on earth is this guy A Jing doing? Why hasn't he come down yet?"
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