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Late at night, Chen Ye was still memorizing his lessons. He would forget the next sentence after reciting for a while. It was not because he was stupid, but because the system of the Empire textbooks was different from what he was familiar with. Many political questions were difficult and awkward using professional terms.

Chen Ye used to be a science student, and memorizing this kind of thing was really difficult for him.

"The imperial regime is supreme, the royal family has absolute control over the empire, the law is the guarantee of the imperial regime and must not be violated..."

Chen Ye felt sleepy while carrying his child, and he collapsed on the bed.

Chen Ye pressed the bell, and a minute later Cheng Lang pushed the door open and came in.

"Give me a massage on my shoulders." Chen Ye said, "I'm so tired."

Cheng Lang didn't move, and Chen also sat up. "As my male servant, isn't this part of your job?"

Cheng Lang looked down at Chen Ye, not giving in. He had never massaged anyone's shoulders in his life.

"Forget it, go out and call Nanla in and let him come." Chen didn't want to argue with Cheng Lang.

Cheng Lang stood there without moving, and Chen Ye kicked him on the calf, "Are you a robot? Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Chen was not wearing shoes, so his barefoot kick on Cheng Lang's leg didn't cause much damage, but that tiny bit of force made Cheng Lang take two steps back.

He hurried out of the room and went to look for Nanla.

A few minutes later, Cheng Lang came back with no one behind him.

"Where's Nanla?" Chen Ye asked.

"He's not here. I don't know where he went."

Chen was convinced. It was so difficult for him to find someone to massage his shoulders.

"I don't care. Just give me a pinch, or else..." Chen Ye thought about a harsher punishment and said, "Otherwise I won't want you anymore and will send you back to the slave market. I don't need slaves who don't listen to me."

Cheng Lang's expression was somewhat forbearing. After the two looked at each other for a moment, he approached Chen Ye and placed his big hand on Chen Ye's shoulder.

His force was so light that Chen barely felt anything.

Chen Ye also placed his hand on the back of Cheng Lang's hand, "Can you use a little more force?"

Cheng Lang paused and then increased his strength.

"I thought you wouldn't, aren't you doing a good job?"

From Cheng Lang's angle, he could see the back of Chen Ye's head and his slender, white neck. For a moment, Cheng Lang wanted to lower his head and bite him. He guaranteed that he could leave two tooth marks on the young master's neck. By then, the powerless young master could only cry and scream in pain.

If food had grades, the young master's would definitely be the best.

After a few minutes, Chen Ye asked Cheng Lang to stop.

[Favorability +10, current favorability -8]

When Chen Ye heard the favorability report, he wondered if it was because Cheng Lang liked to massage his shoulders, so he asked Cheng Lang to continue.

Half an hour later, Cheng Lang's favorability increased by another two points.

Chen Ye's shoulders were almost blue from being pinched, but he felt it was worth it. Perhaps Cheng Lang had some special hobby of massaging other people's shoulders.

"Wake me up early tomorrow. I need to go to the academy. Forget it. You can just rest here or sleep on the sofa."

Cheng Lang was sleeping on the sofa, and he saw the moon outside through the huge floor-to-ceiling window. It would be the fifteenth day of the lunar month in two days.

Werewolves will transform back into their original forms on full-moon nights, and Cheng Lang is no exception. He must find an excuse to leave on the night of the fifteenth.

If his werewolf identity was accidentally discovered, he would definitely become the target of public criticism.

The 14th was a rare sunny day, and the warm sun made my bones numb.

Cheng Lang woke up quickly, but Chen Ye was still lying on the bed, facing Cheng Lang, sleeping soundly with his legs between the quilt.

His sleeping posture was very strange, with his hands on his head, his legs tucked between the quilt, and his pajamas above his waist. It was hard for Cheng Lang not to see his waist.

Thinking of Chen Ye’s instructions last night, Cheng Lang took a deep breath and called out to Chen Ye.

"get up."

Chen also heard it. He turned over and covered his head with the quilt.

Cheng Lang said coldly: "Prince Chu will start class in an hour. If you don't get up now, you will miss it."

Chen Ye let out a few ambiguous hums from his throat and then sat up from the bed. His chestnut hair was a little messy and his eyes were dull.

After sitting for five minutes, Chen accepted the fact that he could not continue sleeping. After packing up, he took Cheng Lang out.

Before leaving, he promised Luo Zhiyuan that he would study hard.

His serious look made Luo Zhiyuan curl his lips for the first time, and he smoothed Chen Ye's messy hair, "Master, don't put too much pressure on yourself, just do your best."

The lights in Chen Ye’s room were turned off very late yesterday, and Luo Zhiyuan also saw Chen Ye’s hard work.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhiyuan, I won't let you and dad down."

The dean of Lotran College was a colleague of the original owner's father. He heard that Chen Ye had been running to the classroom recently and attending classes very seriously, so he specifically asked the teachers in the school not to drive him away and let him attend classes.

He also prepared a set of teaching materials for Chen Ye.

Although on the surface Chen also did it for Chu Xingyuan, it’s good enough that he is willing to learn anyway.

If Chen Ye could enter Lotran, most of the professors in the academy would feel gratified, because this was all thanks to Chen Ye's father, who had made great military achievements and had students all over the world.

The class that Chen Ye attended in the morning was a course on basic medical care during war, and the teacher was Bai Qing.

Bai Qing was a little nervous after meeting Chen Ye. He knew that Chen Ye would be in the same class with Chu Xingyuan, so he was so excited that he couldn't sleep the whole night.

He was dismissed by Luo Zhiyuan not long ago, and Luo Zhiyuan gave him some face without telling him the reason. Bai Qing himself felt ashamed that as a teacher he had thoughts about his students that he shouldn't have, so he agreed to end the tutoring without any explanation.

During the lecture, Bai Qing's eyes would fall on Chen Ye from time to time, and Chu Xingyuan and Lu Zhirong beside him noticed it.

Lu Zhirong turned his head and asked Chen Ye in a low voice, "Young Master Shi knows Professor Bai?"

Chen Ye twirled his pen, "Teacher Bai gave me extra lessons."

He was a little confused as to why Lu Zhirong wanted to talk to him, since they were clearly rivals in love.

The corners of Lu Zhirong's mouth, which always had a warm smile on them, flattened. No wonder Bai Qing was staring at Chen Ye.

After class, Bai Qing called Chen Ye.

Chen Ye looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Bai Qing opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment and said: "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me. Do you have my contact information?"

Chen Ye shook his head, and Bai Qing took the initiative to exchange contact information with Chen Ye.

"Although I won't help you with your lessons now, we can still keep in touch."

Chen Ye: "Okay."

He waved at Bai Qing and went to his next class.