Chapter 155: This King Just Likes An'er to Be Bold and

d at each other."Yun'an'an, you little...""Get lost, I don't feel like talking to you. Shut up if you don't want to get yelled at."While still speculating about the truth of Han Kai's story, Yun An'an...[]

Creak—

Under the moonlight, Yun'an walked step by step out of the main hall.

All the people gathered outside the main hall raised their heads in unison, their gazes fixed on Yun An'an.

Bei Chen Rongrong strode forward, her eyes bloodshot with worry.

"Your Highness, how is my mother"

"Oh!"

Yunan sighed, extending a hand and drawing out the distance with her thumb and index finger.

"The Empress Dowager was just this close to passing away. Fortunately, this noble consort's skillful hands brought her back from the brink. Spring returned to the land, and with it, all things flourished. With vast knowledge and talent, she managed to pull the Empress Dowager back from the threshold of death."

Clearly, she could have said it in one sentence, but Yun An'an insisted on taking several turns. Beichen Rongrong's heart was also being pulled up and down.

But upon learning that the Empress Dowager was safe and sound, a heart filled with worry finally let go of its tension.

"Well then, Your Majesty, your highness, which one of you siblings will be paying the consultation fee It's not much, just a hundred or eighty million taels."

"Since the Princess Consort saved my mother's life, this Palace naturally has to express its gratitude with many gifts."

Nestled in Ginger's Embrace, Bei Chen Rongrong laughed and cried at the same time.

The princess gave a gift, so let His Majesty pay the consultation fee.

"..."

Beichen Hanjian raised an eyebrow, his gaze lightly swept over, and fell on Beichen Yi.

"The Regent should still discipline Yun'an, so that she doesn't become too greedy."

Beichenhan was reminding Yunan'an to know her limits and not push too far.

According to Yun An'an's personality, she would definitely be the first to ask the Empress Dowager for a consultation fee.

Now they are exploiting Rongrong again, how outrageous!

If you put in the effort, you deserve to be rewarded.

Beichen Yi hugged Yun An'an into his arms.

Discipline

He just likes Yun An'an to push her inch by inch.

After Han Ying's condition stabilized, Yun An'an and Bei Chen left the palace together by carriage.

Along the way, Yun An'an and Beichen Yi talked about what happened at Yingtian Book Academy, as well as their suspicions.

"Uncle, could you keep an eye on the trends of several special medicinal herbs in major drugstores recently Maybe we can follow the clues and find something."

This poison is transmitted through wounds, and once it enters the bloodstream, it rapidly invades the nerves.

Although the symptoms are similar to those of a zombie infected with the T-virus from Resident Evil, they are fundamentally different.

"An'er, wouldn't you be curious why your husband didn't kill Han Ying during this perfect opportunity"

He reached out, his knuckles distinct as he gently stroked Yun An'an's long hair that fell across her forehead. In Bei Chen Yi's eyes, there was always such tenderness and indulgence when he looked at Yun An'an.

There is no reason for indulgence.

"To say I'm not curious is a lie, but I believe you."

Yun An'an believes that Bei Chen Yi knows his limits when doing things.

Han Ying was injured, and she wouldn't say who ordered it. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to get rid of Han Ying, but it wasn't.

And she believed that Beichen Yi had long discovered the murderous intentions in the hall.

For her safety, and that was the reason he gave up on eliminating Han Ying.

"Uncle, when will the border issue be resolved"

The entrance ticket to Taiji Mountain in my hand is about to expire, I guess Old Wangye has already gone to enjoy his afterlife.

"Rest assured, An'er. In three days, your husband will set off with you."

Okay, so it's settled then.

The next day, the [Dingban] of Jia led by Ma.

Yunan went to get someone from Class A before going to work.

Knock knock knock —

Master Chen, from Class A of the Jia list, was teaching students to recite poetry. He saw that Yun'an looked quite puzzled.

"How did Yun Wuzǐ come here"

"I want to see Mr. Chen alone."

With phoenix eyes, Yun Anan gazed at Zhu Dabao who was sitting in the last row, and beckoned him over.

"From now on, Zhu Dabao will be one of our Class A Ding. I've already spoken to Dean Yu about this."

"Huh Master Yun… this isn't good, right Although our Class C is not as talented as Classes A and B, shouldn't you consider the impact of poaching our people"

Mr. Chen felt a bit awkward and didn't dare to say anything harsh, after all, he knew Yun An'an's personality well.

"It's fine, thanks. Bye Da Bao~"

Here it comes!

Zhu Dabaobao had already packed his belongings and before leaving, he bowed to Master Chen.

"Since enrolling, I am deeply grateful for Mr. Chen's teachings. As a student, I am filled with gratitude."

Chen Fuzi glanced at Zhu Dabao, his eyes lacking much of the affection one would expect between teacher and student. He waved his hand and said a few polite words before letting him go.

"Alright, since Master Yun himself has come to take someone, from now on go to the Jia Deng Ding class and study hard."

"Yes, Mr. Chen,"

It's common for classes at Yingtian Academy to poach students from each other, but it's usually the better classes recruiting from the lower ones.

This is the first time I've seen a teacher from the lowest class ask for something.

However, to be fair, there are two reasons why Yunan An defected from Class A, Section C.

One admires Zhu Dabao's intelligence and wit. Even in yesterday's situation, the young man remained clear-headed and analyzed various reasons, demonstrating his strong ability to behave and act.

Besides, she also learned about some things in Class C. Mr. Chen, that man, prides himself on his high standards and always believes he can teach better classes with his abilities and skills, rather than a group of children from small officials and wealthy families.

Zhu Dabao's father was the county magistrate of Wantong County. He was an upright official and couldn't give any favors, so Master Chen placed Zhu Dabao in the last position.

"Da Bao, don't put any psychological pressure on yourself."

"Hmm."

A bit shy in personality, Zhu Dabao walked into Class A-Ding behind Yun Annan.

Xue Qiancheng, Qi Ming and others were sitting around idly, watching Zhu Daobao walk into the academy. The two of them looked at each other.

Getting into their top-notch training class isn't easy.

Hmm~

Welcome the new student, from now on Zhu Dabao will be a member of our class. Please find a seat and sit down.

Zhu Daba instinctively walked toward the last row and wanted to sit down.

Yuwenshu stood up and gave his seat to Zhudaobao, motioning for him to sit in his place. He sat at the end.

"Alright, let's begin the lesson now."

For a whole morning, Yun An'an explained Sun Bin's military strategies to everyone. Combining them with historical events made it even clearer for everyone to understand.

Because another student, Zhu Daobao, joined Jia's Ding class, she needs to ask Yuwen Xiu and Ming Shu to report the lunch quantity again.

"Master."

Yuwenshu caught up with Yunan'an.

"What's wrong"

"If the director doesn't give me money, what should I do"

Yesterday, we agreed on one thousand two taels per person. But at the last moment, the dean acted dishonestly and said he didn't hear it.

"Leave this to me. You take care of Zhu Dabo, and don't let Xue Qiancheng and Qi Ming bully him."

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of the new student. When are you going to Taixia Mountain, Master"

"Three days after the revision."

Three days later, things were almost settled. Han Ying was seriously injured and needed time to recuperate. She probably wouldn't have any more energy to cause trouble.

Beichen Han was also busy handling government affairs. She wanted to take good advantage of this rare holiday to rest and relax.

Speaking of which, it's quite a coincidence.

Outside the Yantian Academy gates, Yun An'an was about to get into a carriage and return to the palace. Not far away, a shadowy figure slipped out of the large gate unseen.

"Dean, where are you going No... I should address you as Mr. Chang Yuan, or perhaps Immortal Xiao Yao"

Yesterday, even Akashi had told her about how you exposed yourself.

She said, "That old dog thief's identity must not be simple. I never expected him to be the renowned master, Xiaoyao Xianren, from among the top three of the Seven Nations."

"Hee hee~~"

Yu Changyuan chuckled, a long, lingering sound. Looking at the frail old man before him, one couldn't help but think how vastly he differed from the legendary master, the Immortal Wanderer.

A brown long robe, with white eyebrows framing a pair of green bean-sized eyes that nervously watched Yun An'an.

"Since we're so familiar with each other, you can call me whatever you like. Master Yun, are you planning to go back Then this old man won't bother you any further."

Saying that, Yu Changyuan turned and was about to leave.

Looking at You Changyuan's gradually disappearing figure, Yun An'an spoke slowly.

"One person is worth one thousand two ounces of silver, and the total earnings of all the Jia ding-class soldiers amounted to 70,000 ounces of silver. For every day of delay, interest doubles, and for every two days, it quadruples. Director, you handle this yourself."

It was a light and pleasing voice, but every word and every sentence made Yu Changyuan's legs feel as heavy as lead.

"Let's go home."

"Yes, your Highness."

After more than an hour, the carriage stopped in front of the Yiwu Wangfu gate.

Before he even got out of his carriage, he saw groups of guards carrying boxes into Prince Yi's mansion.

What was in the box, Yun'an knew all too well.

"Oh, what are all these"

Knowing that, Yun An'an blinked her phoenix eyes with a curious and puzzled expression.

"Return to the Princess, your humble servant has come to deliver the medical stipend as per the Imperial Dowager Empress's will."

"Oh my, Your Highness Yiwang has returned! This old servant has been waiting for you for quite some time."

Coming out of Yiwangfu, Jin Gonggong had a smile on his face. His little steps were so light and quick when he walked.

"You all go about your business. This humble servant will just convey the imperial decree."

"Yes, Master Jin."

The guards continued to carry in boxes and boxes of gold, silver, and jewels into the Prince Yi's residence. Grand Eunuch Jin lightly flicked his handkerchief in his hand and took a few steps closer. The smell from him made Yun Anan feel nauseous.

"The Imperial Consort's medical skills are superb, exceeding those of the doctors at the imperial hospital by a hundredfold. The Empress Dowager felt much better this morning upon waking."

He babbled on and on, then Gonggong Jin, starting from a single word after Han Ying woke up, sounded just like the Tang Monk chanting his Tight-Hoops Mantra.

"Your Majesty's well-being is all that matters. It's getting late, and Lord Jin must be tired. This princess won't keep Lord Jin for a meal at the residence."

"Your Highness, that's quite forward of you to say. The dishes cooked by Your Majesty are beyond the likes of this lowly servant. Oh, and also, the Empress Dowager said if Your Highness has time, she would like to have a meal prepared for her by you."

Seeing that Mr. Jin was about to launch into another lengthy speech, Yun An'an was just about to open her mouth to stop him when the sound of wheels rolling broke the silence.

A carriage stopped before Yun An'an, and a young woman resembling a maidservant jumped down, falling to her knees before Yun An'an.

"Your Highness, please save our daughter."

The maidservant gazed at the cooked noodles.

"I remember now, wasn't she a maid serving Shen Ni-chang, the head courtesan of Yuyan Tower"

"Are you Xiaoling from Yanyulou"

"Yes, I am Xiao Ling from the Yan Yu Lou. I kowtow to you, our young lady Ni Chang is dying."

Tears welled up in the maidservant's eyes, overflowing and streaming down her face. She pounded her head against the ground repeatedly, drawing blood.ss of his ingredients. Otherwise, she wouldn't bring her students to patronize his restaurant so often.But a shot in the open is easy to dodge, while a hidden arrow is hard to guard against."There's s...