Yuan Yao's calves felt a little weak.
In the National Academy, teachers who teach literature are called "Masters," while teachers who teach martial arts are called "Martial Arts Instructors."
The calluses on the hands of a master could never be the kind that only martial arts instructors develop!
This wicked man, who calls himself a master, has calloused hands, presumably thinking that Yuan Yao is just a three-year-old child who doesn't understand anything.
Thankfully, she's not really three years old!
The Academy of Chinese Learning has a rule that students are not allowed to bring attendants once they enter the gate.
It's almost time for class, everyone's gone to school, there's no one to ask for help!
The secret guards... I wonder if they're even here?
She cried for help; if the guards weren't there, this man could have easily strangled her.
How can we save ourselves?
Yuan Yao was so anxious that her eyes darted around.
Suddenly, in the corridor not far away, a snow-white figure walked towards them, coughing every few steps, looking sickly.
Yuan Yao broke out in a cold sweat.
Little tiff, don't come any closer!
Yun Chan is so frail; she certainly doesn't want to save herself while also having to save him...
Upon seeing the arrival of the people, the "Master" rushed forward anxiously and grabbed Yuan Yao's wrist: "Come with me quickly!"
Suddenly grabbed, Yuan Yao was so startled she almost exploded: "Let me go!"
However, her sweet, childlike voice had absolutely no intimidating power!
Just then, Yun Chan, who was walking in the corridor, happened to reach the corner.
He stopped, cupped his hands in a salute to someone out of sight around the corner, and said in a clear voice, "Greetings, Your Excellency."
"My father is here!" Yuan Yao exclaimed with delight.
When the fake scholar heard the words "Nine Thousand Years Old," his expression changed.
Seeing that things had changed and the plan could no longer continue, the fake teacher did not hesitate for long. He immediately released Yuan Yao and ran away.
However, he had only run a couple of steps when he suddenly stopped, collapsed limply to the ground, and foamed at the mouth...
This reversal came completely unexpectedly.
A dark figure landed gracefully.
The dark figure bent down to examine the fake teacher, took a silver needle from his neck and put it away, then turned around and knelt on one knee: "I am late, please forgive me, Princess."
The figure was dressed entirely in black, with even its face shrouded in a layer of flowing black mist.
Yuan Yao hesitated for a moment, then asked him curiously, "You... are the secret guards?"
The guard lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Yes."
As the two were talking, they heard someone shout, "Quick, don't let the assassin get away!"
Seeing this, the guard said to Yuan Yao, "I failed to protect the princess properly. I will go and receive my punishment."
After speaking, he vanished with a "whoosh".
The speed was astonishing.
Soon, two squads of imperial guards from the capital, armed with weapons, circled around the corridor and surrounded them.
Yuan Yao searched around but couldn't find Yun Chan.
The dean of the Academy of Chinese Studies arrived late.
After glancing at the fake teacher who was tied up by the Imperial Guards, the Dean said with a stern face, "Please, Your Majesty!"
After a short while, the Academy of Chinese Studies was completely surrounded by people.
When the Ninth Prince arrived, he brought with him several dozen iron cavalrymen.
Dust billowed wherever the iron cavalry passed.
The Ninth Prince, dressed in a bright red robe, took the lead. Before his horse even reached the outside of the Imperial Academy, he leaped down and disappeared through the doorway in the blink of an eye.
Xiuzhu Pavilion.
Yuan Yao was holding a glass of water, taking small sips, when she saw a figure flash by at the door.
The dean quickly replied, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Yuan Yao put down her cup: "Father."
The Ninth Prince strode up to her, picked her up, and examined her closely.
Seeing that she was unharmed, he turned to the hospital director and asked, "How were you let in?"
The dean replied sternly, "A human skin mask."
The man, disguised as a teacher from the Imperial Academy using a human skin mask, successfully infiltrated the area.
Because the mask was so realistic, no one noticed.
Upon hearing this, the Ninth Prince understood the situation.
Nowadays, the palace is extremely secure, and those who want to harm Yuan Yao, whether in the palace or on the road, have no hope of success. Only in the National Academy is there a glimmer of hope for success.
Fortunately, Yuan Yao was not caught.
Thinking about it, the Ninth Prince couldn't help but tighten his grip on Yuan Yao's hand.
Yuan Yao grabbed the front of the Ninth Prince's robe and said, "Father, don't worry, I'm fine."
The Ninth Prince nodded, picked up Yuan Yao and walked out, saying as he went, "Take people to the Discipline Platform."
The Disciplinary Platform.
Hundreds of students were led off the stage.
The teacher counted the students and finally called out a dozen or so.
Someone muttered under their breath, "Why is it that all the people who were called out have the surname Ruan?"
The teacher lowered his voice: "Shh...be quiet."
On the platform of discipline, the first level was occupied by imperial guards with swords at their sides. On the second level, a person dressed as a Confucian scholar lay on the ground, and an imperial physician was examining him. On the third level, the Ninth Prince sat languidly in a chair, his face fair and his lips red, his long, narrow eyes like lightning, slowly sweeping over the people below the platform.
No one dared to breathe.
This disciplinary platform has existed since the establishment of the National Academy.
In recent years, only students who have committed serious offenses have been dragged here for public shaming.
Why did you bring a scholar up today?
Under everyone's gaze, the Ninth Prince's wide sleeves moved, revealing a small head.
Yuan Yao blinked.
Below the stage, a glance revealed a sea of heads.
She moved her sleeves, then pulled them back in, straightening the cuffs, leaving only her eyes visible.
At this moment, the fake teacher moved.
The imperial physician put away his needles and, in front of hundreds of people, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the person has woken up."
The Ninth Prince lifted his eyelids: "Let's interrogate him."
A bucket of cold water was splashed on him, and the fake teacher coughed twice before slowly getting up.
A deputy commander of the Imperial Guard stepped forward and grabbed the fake teacher by the collar: "Speak! Who sent you!"
The fake teacher gritted his teeth: "I came here on my own; it has nothing to do with anyone else!"
A slap landed on his face.
The students watching gasped in unison.
The fake scholar, having lost a tooth, looked up at the Ninth Prince and said, "Yuan Yuan, you dog! Do you think that just because everyone calls you Ninth Prince, you can really live for nine thousand years?"
You've killed so many people and seized power; you'll die a horrible death sooner or later!
"Slap!" Another slap landed.
The fake teacher had one of his teeth knocked out, and his mouth was full of blood.
"Wow..." Some timid students were so frightened that they cried.
Yuan Yao also felt that this scene was very bloody.
However, since this person almost harmed her, she didn't feel he was innocent.
Everywhere, it's a world where the strong prey on the weak.
Cheap sympathy is meaningless.
Especially since she's still just a little baby with no ability to protect herself...
On the high platform, the Ninth Prince remained expressionless: "Prepare the punishment."
Two eunuchs carried a tray and trotted over to the fake teacher, where they squatted down and busied themselves with tasks.
Soon, the fake teacher let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Yuan Yao peeked out and saw the little eunuch taking a long, thin needle and sticking it into the fake teacher's fingernails.
Yuan Yao immediately shuddered.
The Ninth Prince scoffed, his effeminate voice surprisingly penetrating: "Tell me, who from the Ruan family sent you?"
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