Qinggong is the hurdle Ye Zhi couldn’t let go of...
Ji San, this name was also blacklisted by the Little Traitor, because he nearly hit Ah Zhi.
The Crown Prince is firmly at the top of the blacklist.
"Well, the State Preceptor only teaches us some basic qinggong. How well we master it, I don’t know for now. When the time comes to select the novice disciple, the State Preceptor will take them back to Dragon Tiger Mountain for special training, but for how long I am not sure. I heard this from a senior brother."
The novice disciple hasn’t been announced yet.
The boy in front of her was still a child, though slightly precocious. Afraid he might develop a rebellious mindset, Ye Zhi advised, "Xiao Chen, you should study well under the State Preceptor, don’t be lazy, and don’t be pretentious. Even though you’re inclined towards literature, practice martial arts diligently too, respect your teachers and love your path..."
These words, when said the other way around, couldn’t be more fitting.
Ye Zhi often did not study well. Under Mr. Qian Wei, she trained in the art of the long spear, frequently practicing lazily, always taking breaks with Huanhuan and complaining about being tired!
Speaking of respecting one’s teacher and cherishing the path, it was even more exaggerated. She frequently complained to the Ye Family about how strict the teachers were or how bad things were...
In private, she even called Mr. Qian Wei and Mr. Qin the "New Student Pair of Calamities"...
The Little Traitor didn’t expose the little girl, letting her talk freely.
On the surface, he nodded in agreement, seeming to fully endorse her words.
In front of her, looking all innocent and cute, Ye Zhi reached out to ruffle his hair. The Little Traitor had grown a year older during the New Year, becoming aware of his shyness and knowing that frequently having girls touch his head was a sign of not growing up. Wanting to grow up quickly, he tilted his head to avoid her touch.
The more something is unattainable, the more one seeks it.
Ye Zhi was not discouraged and reached out again, simultaneously moving her feet.
Dodge, touch, dodge again...
Back and forth, a few rounds.
Ye Zhi plopped her little bottom back on the stone bench, patted the bench beside her, and said seriously, "Alright, alright, I won’t touch you anymore, okay? Come, sit."
Her words didn’t seem fake, prompting the Little Traitor to drop his guard, walk over to the stone bench, and get ready to sit down.
In an instant, a feeling of deceit occurred, but it was too late.
The little girl’s hand reached for his head; he dodged again, but not quickly enough~
The soft, boneless hand brushed against his face, leaving him stunned there, unable to evade.
Yet the other party was unaware, her hand moved ever so slightly, gently rubbing his face twice, complimenting, "Wow, Xiao Chen, your skin is so smooth."
In the darkness, it wasn’t very clear, but the Little Traitor blushed and responded to her softly, "Mm."
The little hand pressed gently on his left cheek, feeling as if bathed in a gentle spring breeze, it was so comfortable it made him want to sleep, and the other party didn’t let go.
After a few more strokes, the little hand dropped away, leaving him with a slight feeling of loss.
A boy and a girl, their small shadows sat right on the stone bench, under the curtain of night, with a slight chill in the air.
This scene, this setting, was the most suited for heart-to-heart talks.
Ye Zhi wanted to know more about his life, propping her chin with her hand, she looked to the sky, and asked softly, "Xiao Chen, if you become a big official in the future, what’s the first thing you want to do?"
The Little Traitor thought for a moment, "It should be to serve the country and the people, and also, to protect those around me."
Especially to protect you.
This sentence, he didn’t say aloud.
Original family hurt Shen Chen significantly, resulting in a dark and gloomy personality until he had Ye Zhi’s guidance, which made him much more cheerful and confident. Now, at the Imperial College, he’s with peers, and no one looks down on him. This was something he dared not even dream of before.
She lamented, "Mm. A woman can’t be an official. My family is wealthy, and I don’t have to go into business. When I grow up, I guess I’ll just get married and have children."