I, the princess of the dynasty, have hundreds of millions of talents, so what?

"Eight Sections Sutra? Martial arts?" Gu Ye frowned, and couldn't help but think of the scene when Jiang Zhiyu dislocated his arm.

"Hey, how is that possible? There is no such thing as martial arts nowadays!" Li Hui shook his head, "It's just a way to exercise the body. Generally, only old people practice it! This Jiang Zhiyu is really a weirdo."

Gu Ye was speechless for a moment, then he remembered the purpose of his visit today and directly called Jiang Zhiyu.

But the bell rang for forty or fifty seconds, and Jiang Zhiyu remained as still as a mountain, still practicing Ba Duan Jin by the window.

“…”Gu Ye’s face darkened instantly.

This seemed to be the first time he took the initiative to call Jiang Zhiyu, but he was rejected!

"Brother Ye, how about we just forget it?" Seeing Gu Ye's gloomy face, Li Hui said embarrassedly.

"You wait here, I'll go upstairs to find her!" Gu Ye refused to listen to the advice and walked straight to the stairs.

……

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Bang bang bang!

There was a knock on the door, not too loud or too soft.

Jiang Zhiyu did not stop, but raised his eyes slightly and looked at the tattered bronze bell on the wall.

When he found out that it was not the time for Mr. and Mrs. Jiang to come back, he turned a deaf ear to it and continued to immerse himself in "Eight-Section Brocade".

After waking up from this world, Jiang Zhiyu took his own pulse.

Because the original owner did not like sports very much and liked sweets and spicy foods, this body suffered from insufficient Qi and blood, deficiency of both Yin and Yang, and even some somatic reactions.

The most obvious thing is the vertical lines on the nails and the disappearing crescents.

Originally, the fastest way to recuperate was to take Chinese medicine, but for some reason, in this era, even the most common Chinese medicinal materials are extremely expensive.

Jiang Zhiyu, who still owed a huge foreign debt, naturally had no extra money to buy medicine. He could only slowly improve his body and recuperate by adjusting his eating habits and exercising.

People with both yin and yang deficiency, especially women, are not suitable for strenuous exercise. For Jiang Zhiyu at present, Ba Duan Jin, which can nourish the body, cure diseases, and regulate the spleen and stomach, is the best choice.

The most taboo thing when practicing Ba Duan Jin is being distracted and being interrupted midway.

So, even though the person outside the door had knocked on the door countless times and was becoming increasingly frantic, Jiang Zhiyu did not stop.

Only after the “closing ceremony” was over did she walk to the entrance and open the door.

Gu Ye, who was "banging on the door", was caught off guard by Jiang Zhiyu's sudden opening of the door. He stumbled into the door and knelt in front of Jiang's door in a funny posture.

"Haha, Xiao Jiang, whose kid is this? He comes to wish you a happy new year at the end of June?"

Aunt Wang, who was passing by with a basin of dirty clothes to be washed, laughed out loud and greeted Jiang Zhiyu while walking towards the public pool not far away.

Aunt Wang's voice was always loud and clear, and her smile caused all the men, women, old and young who were originally sitting downstairs chatting and enjoying the cool air to look up at her with eyes as if they were watching a good show.

Gu Ye glared at Jiang Zhiyu fiercely, gritted his teeth, and struggled to get up from the ground.

"It seems that Young Master Gu still keeps his promise and comes to repay the money so soon." Jiang Zhiyu's eyes were cold and he stood in front of the door as still as a mountain, with no intention of inviting Gu Ye in.

"Ayu, you've made enough of your anger. It's time to calm down now, right? A new dessert shop has opened in Shimo Lane. How about I treat you to some taro mochi?" Gu Ye endured the pain in his knee and smiled helplessly, showing his two dimples on purpose.

In Gu Ye's opinion, the thing that Jiang Zhiyu found most irresistible in the past was his smile. As long as he smiled, she would agree to any excessive request.

"I'm sorry, Master Gu, we are just the creditor and the debtor, and we are not familiar with each other. So, please call me Jiang Zhiyu, or classmate Jiang from now on." Jiang Zhiyu glanced at Gu Ye coldly, "Also, is your face cramping? Facial spasms should not be underestimated. I suggest that Master Gu go to the clinic as soon as possible."

"… cramps?" Gu Ye's eyes widened, and he could no longer maintain the smile on his face. "Jiang Zhiyu, are you really disregarding our previous friendship?"

"Friendship?" Jiang Zhiyu laughed coldly, his eyes seemed to be more distant than the moonlight, "Master Gu, you may have made a mistake. Between you and me, there has always been only debt, not friendship. Aren't you here to pay back the money? Give it to me."

"Okay! Okay! You're so cruel!" Gu Ye looked at Jiang Zhiyu with gritted teeth, "I left the money in the car, come with me to get it."

In the car?

Jiang Zhiyu raised his eyebrows, looking through Gu Ye and towards the dark downstairs.

"Why? The security in your broken building is not good, I'm afraid it's not safe to bring it up!" Gu Ye pursed his lips and snorted coldly, "You come with me to get it. Even if you are robbed on the way back, it has nothing to do with me."

"Sorry, it's almost ten o'clock, I have to go to bed." Jiang Zhiyu was unmoved, and glanced at Gu Ye nonchalantly, "Since Master Gu is worried about safety, just transfer the money directly to my card. As for the card number, it is clearly written in the contract. I think Master Gu should be able to read."

"You!" Gu Ye took a deep breath and quickly thought of other ways to get Jiang Zhiyu to come downstairs.

"Also, I have already found the admission reporting phone number of the military academy that Young Master Gu has applied for on the official website." Jiang Zhiyu curled his lips slightly, "If I haven't received Young Master Gu's repayment before 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, then I can't guarantee that I will say anything to the teachers in the military academy's admissions office."

"You dare to threaten me?" Gu Ye clenched his fists, veins bulged on his forehead, and stared at Jiang Zhiyu like a hungry wolf, as if he was going to pounce on her in the next second.

"It's just a friendly reminder." Jiang Zhiyu still stood there without moving, but her eyes fell on Gu Ye's arm that she had dislocated, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

"Also, Master Gu, are you planning to attack a weak woman like me again? Could it be that you forgot the pain you felt when your arm was dislocated this afternoon?" Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly, "How about I help you recall it again?"

"...Jiang Zhiyu, just wait for me!"

Jiang Zhiyu's smile was obviously gentle and charming, but to Gu Ye it was like a ferocious beast. He could not help but step back a few steps, left a cruel word, and turned away without looking back.

Seeing Gu Ye finally leave, Jiang Zhiyu sneered, closed the door without hesitation, and returned to the computer.

Before that, I even went to the bathroom to wash my hands three times.

Since Gu Ye had wasted quite a bit of time, it was now less than a quarter of an hour before ten o'clock.

Jiang Zhiyu opened the creative backstage of Weiyu and read some of the readers' comments before sending out the two chapters he had saved.

Seeing that there were 4000 words missing from his manuscript, Jiang Zhiyu frowned slightly.

Writing this storybook is really not an easy task.