278 Murderous Little Evil Spirit
Yun Ran was speechless.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to reject Xuanyuan Yu’s good intentions, but even if she did, it wouldn’t affect Xuanyuan Yu’s doting on Sweetcake.
When Yun Ran sent the two little packrats to the academy, Xuanyuan Yu insisted on following her. He said that he wanted to see how the conditions of the academy were. If it didn’t work, he would switch schools for Sweetcake and Bun. If that didn’t work, he would build an academy for the two of them.
Yun Ran was speechless.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the academy, Xuanyuan Yu started to pick on things.
“Why are there so many stone steps at the entrance of the academy? It’s so dangerous to climb up and down! I’ll get someone to knock on these stone steps and fill the road. In the future, I’ll drive the carriage directly to the entrance of the academy so that the two little packrats won’t have to walk such a long distance.”
Yun Ran was speechless.
“Why is this academy’s school so big? Aren’t the stools that Bun and Sweetcake are sitting on too high? Why isn’t there even a cushion? Can their little butts stand it if they sit here for too long?”
“What does this teacher want to achieve by talking and knocking around with a broken stick in his hand?”
Yun Ran was really afraid that he would rush in unhappily and beat up the teachers in the academy.
She quickly pulled him away from the school.
“Don’t disturb their class.”
It had been a while since the two little packrats came to class.
The last time was before the palace banquet, which was when Mo Beiyuan was recognized by the other children in the school.
At this moment, it was obvious that the other children were still afraid of the two children.
Moreover, the news of the Prime Minister’s Estate had spread throughout the East Continent’s Imperial City in the past few days.
Although Yun Zhiyuan later admitted in the main hall that his son was drunk and caused trouble, it was a fact that Emperor Wu’an carried the young master of the Yuan Mansion to the Prime Minister’s Mansion and killed Yun Zhiyuan’s son.
Rumors, when passed from one person’s mouth to another’s, could distort the truth. Moreover, it was passed through the mouths of many people.
As the news spread, it became that the young princess of the Yuan Mansion had killed the young master of the Prime Minister’s Mansion.
As a result, the parents of these children in the school told their children to stay away from the young princess of the Yuan Mansion.
This was because the young princess of the Yuan Mansion was extremely vicious at such a young age. She was a little evil spirit that killed without batting an eyelid.
Little Sweetcake remembered her mother’s words. She wanted to be friends with everyone in school. Therefore, after the teacher left, she took out a handful of candy from her little pouch and greeted the other children in a friendly manner.
“Do you guys want to eat sweet cakes? They’re delicious osmanthus candy.”
However, when the children saw her, they all avoided her as if they had seen a ghost.
“Mo Yunnian, go away. We don’t want to eat your candy, murderous demon.”
“Yes, you’re a little evil spirit who kills people. We don’t want to eat your candy. Go away.”
After all, they were all children and could not hide anything. They said what was on their minds in a few sentences.
“Sweetcake isn’t a little demon, and she didn’t kill anyone!”
The packrat happily came over to treat everyone to candy, but she did not expect to be called a little evil spirit.
Naturally, she felt extremely aggrieved and her eyes turned red.
Bun saw that she was being bullied and quickly went forward to protect her behind him.
“If you call her a little evil spirit again, believe it or not, I’ll poison all of you and make you mute!”
Although he was still a little kid, the aura and gaze that Bun displayed shocked those children who were several years older than him.
“Don’t cry. I’ll take you out to find your mother.”
Bun knew that his mother and grandfather hadn’t gone far, so he held his sister’s hand and walked out of the school.