Chapter 275. This Duck is Not That Duck, Help with Homework
The secret guard's eyes trembled slightly.
He mustered up the courage to say, "My lord, this duck is not that duck. It's from the famous Nanfeng Restaurant on the north... north street. The princess booked the whole place and picked it for Xiao Xinghua..." My little husband.
Before the secret guard could finish his words, Nangong Yuan had already disappeared from the spot.
Secret Guard: ...
Xiao Lihua did not rush to catch up. She just performed the familiar movements, licked the pen, and muttered to herself.
The master was unwilling to dance for the princess, which made the princess so angry that she went to look for Yaya. Her wife had run away, and she was anxious again.
Two words: sin!
The secret guard's eyelids were twitching wildly.
Xiao Lihua put the booklet back into her arms and glanced at the secret guard: "Why are you looking at me? Are you chasing the master?"
Nangong Yuan fought his way to Nanfeng Pavilion.
The owner of the museum was still counting money when he was frightened by the coldness emanating from Nangong Yuan.
"Your Excellency, the Princess...she..."
'Bang--'
The owner of the museum was directly blown away.
Nangong Yuan came to the door and heard the voice of his young wife from inside.
"No, no, you need to twist a little more..."
"Oh my, this still doesn't work. Are you really serious about it? Do you want to make money? Look, this princess will demonstrate it to you again. You must meet my requirements and twist like me..."
Nangong Yuan's face darkened. After taking a deep breath, he suddenly pushed the door open!
When Yunhua saw Xiao Yuanyuan, his eyes lit up instantly.
"Xiao Yuanyuan, why are you here?!"
"Hurry, come over here and take a look. Does their handwriting look like mine? Can I get away with it?"
Yunhua waved towards Xiao Yuanyuan. She had previously had the help of her grandfather in the homework assigned by Grand Tutor Ning and the calligraphy practice left by her grandfather, but now she had to rely on herself.
Her father and brother kept their distance from her, and it was even less likely that the Cui family's ancestor would help her.
Unexpectedly...
The young men in Nanfeng Pavilion are very talented and can even help her with her homework.
Nangong Yuan's mouth twitched fiercely.
These people had tears on their faces, small gold bricks hanging above their heads, and they were holding the Book of Life and Death, the Judge's Pen, and maces, staring at the group of people with murderous intent.
The young brothers wiped their tears and looked at Nangong Yuan as if he were their savior.
Woo woo woo...
They shouldn't have accepted the princess's order. It's terrible!
Nangong Yuan pretended not to see them.
“Ahem…”
"Xiao Hua'er is doing homework, so Xiao Yuanyuan, don't disturb her for now. You are busy."
Nangong Yuan closed the door considerately and then heaved a sigh of relief.
The young wife's homework.
He is spoiling her and he has no idea where to start.
Let someone else take over this suffering!
When Xiao Lihua arrived, her eyes rolled around and she wrote: As expected of the principal wife, she is so magnanimous!
Yunhua took her homework and walked out of Nanfeng Pavilion with a smile.
Xiao Xinghua was physically and mentally exhausted.
[Oh my! Is it that strong? It's making Xiao Xinghua suffer so much?]
[Oh... what a pity, Bibi, I didn't record it. Otherwise, our 'Gossip Weekly' would have been filled with explosive news and sold all over Donglin.] Judge Bi's face was filled with regret.
Xiao Xinghua:!!!
Nonsense, nonsense.
He was punished by his master and made to learn to dance so that he could dance for the princess in the future.
As soon as Yunhua left, the entire Nanfeng Pavilion was stared at by a large group of guards.
"The prince has ordered that the duck shop will be operating as a legitimate business from now on. You... must become good people!"
Young men: ...
Their eyes were frighteningly bright, with a hint of joy in them.
Who would want to please others with their beauty when they can have a good job?
The owner of the museum was dumbfounded and slapped his thigh crying.
"I knew it, I knew that after entertaining Princess Kaipiao, my Nanfeng Pavilion would be in jeopardy..."
"Stop pulling!"
"Your shop will have the support of the prince in the future, so why are you afraid of not making money?"
The guard couldn't bear to watch and took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket. His master was a good businessman.
"The prince invested money, so let's do a good job!"
The owner jumped up excitedly. "The prince has a request for a store to open, or I'll make the decision."
"what ever!"
After saying this, the guard turned and left!
The next day.
When Taifu Ning took Yunhua's homework, his hands were shaking and he even wanted to resign.
"Your Majesty, why don't you let the princess go, and let me go too!" Taifu Ning burst into tears and stopped Emperor Wenxuan before the morning court.
"Minister, I can't say how good the students I've brought up are, but at least I haven't encountered anyone as torturous as the princess."
"I'll forget about the fact that our ancestors used to write for us, but this time they actually asked the waiter from Nanfeng Pavilion to write..."
The handwriting is ugly and it hurts my eyes. This poem...
Taifu Ning handed in the homework with trembling hands, and Emperor Wenxuan took a look.
He pulled the corners of his mouth awkwardly.
No wonder Taifu Ning was so angry.
This is not poetry.
It was clearly all about romance, luckily she didn't understand its meaning!
"Or, show your dignity as a teacher. Everyone's secrets have been exposed anyway, so you don't have to worry about being exposed." Emperor Wenxuan said tentatively.
If he really canceled the little girl's admission to the palace to study, the empress dowager would be furious. If she swore him a godmother, he would be devastated!
"Minister, cherish your life!"
Taifu Ning knew that filing a complaint would not work, so he bowed, accepted his fate and went back.
In the court.
All the officials were still frightened by the mass grave incident and quietly stayed away from Yunhua.
Yunhua blinked.
She flipped her little hand and took out the real bodies of Xiao Shushu and Xiao Bibi from her spiritual consciousness.
Everyone's eyes widened instantly.
"Little...little girl, what...is that thing in your hand?" Emperor Wenxuan stood up suddenly.
"Your Majesty, the Book of Destiny was given to me in a dream by my master. He said that this world is a bit messed up and asked me to continue repairing it."
Everyone:......
She would talk nonsense, pretend to know nothing, and scare them to death in her heart.
[The King of Hell's younger brothers recognize me as their leader. In the past, I was afraid that he would come and arrest us, so I was timid and didn't dare to make any big moves.]
Now...
[If anyone offends me, I will rewrite their fate right in front of you. You can't see the words in the Book of Life and Death anyway, so I'm not afraid of anything.]
[Is it a surprise? Is it exciting? I'll let you die today, live tomorrow, and give birth to a baby the day after tomorrow...]
Civil and military officials: !!!
Yun Xiaotian half-closed his eyes. There was indeed no text on the book in the little girl's hand.
[Yes! Xiao Huahua, let's do this. Whenever you're feeling down, just say hello to Brother Yan. Let's take a minister to the Eighteen Levels of Hell every day to help them learn the ropes.]
The Book of Life and Death was delighted to see everyone's trembling bodies.
Listen!
Keep listening, I won’t kill you.
[Huahua, Bibi likes the ninth level of the oil pan hell the most. How about we lure one of our ministers down there tonight and let him experience it firsthand?]
The judge's pen folded his arms across his chest, already searching for the target person!
[Good idea!] Yunhua nodded.
The conversations in their hearts made everyone present break out in cold sweats!
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, I suddenly feel unwell and would like to ask for leave." A minister said, covering his chest. The other ministers gritted their teeth in anger, but were beaten to the punch by this old man.
Yunhua glanced.
The Book of Life and Death landed on his body and he began to flip through it, shouting: [No!]
[Xiao Huahua, he's not sick, he's just pretending because he doesn't want to work! Is this worthy of the official hat he holds? In my opinion, this is him. I'll drag him to hell tonight!]
[Huahua, Bibi, let's say hello to our little brother, the King of Hell, and clear the way!]
"Your Majesty, I'm suddenly feeling better and can hold on until the end of court!"
The minister who was named spoke with a loud voice that echoed throughout the hall, proving that he was fine.
The Book of Life and Death covered his mouth, leaned over Yunhua's ear, and whispered in a very low voice, "Xiao Huahua, we're so happy. They used to watch you act, but now it's all the other way around."
Yunhua curled the corners of her lips. She now liked going to court more...
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