It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

He hasn't been to class for six days.

Lan Qingya packed her things, said goodbye to her classmates with her usual smile, and left the academy with Huayi.

In the evening, the family eats together.

Talking about the affairs of the Wuyang family, Bai Wenyuan revealed some details that outsiders did not know.

This war came without any warning and was the last struggle of the King of Liang.

He made a desperate attempt to fight Yun Cang to the death, so he launched a surprise attack in the middle of the night and sent a large number of troops to attack the city.

Time was running out and the reinforcements could not arrive in time.

I heard that the Duke insisted on defending the city in order to save the people in the city and allow them to evacuate safely.

The father and his two sons held on till the end but were unable to come down from the city wall.

Bai Wenyuan choked up several times while recounting the story: "Mr. Wuyang was a man of steel, and he died with honor. Tomorrow our family will go to pay our respects."

Bai Qingya followed her parents and brothers to the Wuyang Mansion and saw Shen Yijun, whose face was pale but still determined.

When Shen Yijun saw her, he quickly lowered his eyes.

She didn't say anything extra, she knew he would get through it.

When he was about to leave, he came out to see her off, and she quietly slipped a piece of apricot candy into his hand.

Shen Yijun looked up at her. Lan Qingya had already obediently held her mother's hand and got into the carriage.

He couldn't help but clench the candy in his hand.

The death of the former Duke Wuyang and his son ignited the anger of the soldiers of Yuncang State and accelerated the demise of Liang State.

Good news soon came from the front line.

This was the first country annexed by the empress after she ascended the throne, and her contribution will last for generations to come.

This victory was driven by the blood of the Shen father and son, so Shen Yijun received extra attention from the emperor.

Although the population of Wuyang Mansion was declining, no one dared to underestimate the Shen family.

Since then, Shen Yijun's time at the academy each month has obviously decreased, except for the 15th and 16th. Bai Qingya did not ask what he did with the rest of the time.

He has his own way to go.

She was already very satisfied as long as she could spend about half a month with him every month.

She took advantage of her childhood to leisurely practice music, chess, calligraphy and painting and cultivate her own sentiments.

During the half month when he was not there, Lan Qingya would write him a letter precisely on the thirteenth day, informing him of the progress of the teacher's teaching during the days when he was away, and would also attach a piece of crispy candy.

Shen Yijun habitually put the candy in his mouth, then opened the letter to read its contents.

He was stunned when he looked at the letter, then he hurried to the desk, took out a book, flipped through it quickly, and found a piece of paper inside.

After comparing for a long time, he suddenly sat down on the chair with his eyes flickering.

As the sky gradually darkened, Shuxiang came in from outside: "Sir, it's so dark now, why don't you light the lamp? Be careful not to hurt your eyes."

As she spoke, she lit the candle on the table and looked up. Shen Yijun looked calm.

"I didn't read. I just recited the previous text."

So there was no light.

Shuxiang said "oh". Her young master was always a man of few words and she had long been used to it.

"What time will Deputy General Dou come tomorrow?"

Shuxiang replied: "It's the same as usual, at the hour of Mao."

"Ah."

Shuxiang saw him put the two pieces of paper in his hands back into the book and quietly leave.

Shen Yijun put his things away and picked up another military book to read carefully.

As the night deepened, he finally put the book down and his eyes fell on the candlesticks on both sides.

What comes out on paper is ultimately shallow.

*

College daily life.

Lan Qingya narrowed her eyes and stared at Shen Yijun: "Brother Jun, how come you beat me by half a piece again in today's game?"

Shen Yijun's eyes were imprinted with her expression, and his eyes softened unconsciously: "Lucky."

"I racked my brains and could only get so far, but you want to win half a point every time. You have to work harder than me, right?"

Shen Yijun:?

"Don't pretend, I know everything."

He looked at Bai Qingya and ran away with a chuckle.

*

"Ah Jun, do you think I can't play the piano well?"

"No."

"Fingering and stuff like that are so difficult, how do you practice?"

"..."

"Ignore me, look down on me."

"No."

"Hmph, just wait and see, I will definitely be better than you!"

Shen Yijun said: "Don't worry, I will teach you slowly, your hands are all worn out."

Bai Qingya: "..., I don't want to be left behind by you."

Shen Yijun: "Then..."

hum!

The strings of the guqin in Shen Yijun's hand broke.

He stood up calmly under Bai Qingya's stunned gaze and sat next to her: "My piano is broken, I can only practice after it is repaired. Now, I can rest."

*

"I hate the fine brushwork class the most. The artistic conception of ink painting that comes from the freehand smudges can better express my broad mind."

Shen Yijun couldn't help but snorted softly from the tip of his nose.

Bai Qingya turned around and glared at him in dissatisfaction: "I just don't like this way of drawing, it doesn't mean I can't do it!"

She lifted up the paper on her desk and said, "Look! Isn't it very vivid?"

Shen Yijun looked at it and saw a turtle drawn with just a few stiff strokes on the paper. The turtle shell was expressed in the tic-tac-toe pattern that a three-year-old child could draw.

He couldn't help but raise the corner of his lips: "Spiritual."

Bai Qingya nodded with satisfaction, looked at the turtle on the paper, and suddenly suggested: "Tomorrow I will ask the nanny to buy a turtle, and the day after tomorrow we can drink turtle soup!"

Shen Yijun: "Okay."

"The food at your Duke's Mansion can't compare to that at my house, but I won't eat for free. I'll help you write half of your homework in the future. Isn't that nice?"

Shen Yijun: "No need, I can't finish it anyway, you can help me finish some, so there's no need to waste it."

Seeing that she didn't respond, he added: "I also want to eat what you brought."

The girl in front of him turned her head away and said, "Then I will help you reluctantly."

The corners of his lips curled slightly: "Thank you."

*

"Ajun, have you memorized this article? No? I don't believe it."

"You don't need to comfort me. I didn't memorize it because I already had it in my head. I didn't need to memorize it."

"What do you mean by that smile? Really, I'm not boasting!"

"Geniuses are all like me. They can learn anything easily. You are less talented, so you need to work harder!"

Shen Yijun: “Yeah.”

"Please don't ask me to recite an article later, Master."

Shen Yijun: "Haven't you memorized it yet? Why are you afraid of this?"

Bai Qingya: ...

"Is it not okay for me to keep a low profile?"

"Okay. He won't call you."

"Tsk, you're not the master, so your words don't count."

"The Master is not coming today."

"how do you know?"

"His concubine gave birth, and I saw his servants asking for leave this morning."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? You made me worried."

"You're not saying... you're..." He held back his smile and squeezed out two words, "genius..."

Bai Qingya: "Don't think I don't know that you changed your words at the last minute!"

Shen Yijun: ...

"How about today's wild vegetable soup? Is it delicious?"

“It’s delicious.”

"If you like to drink it, I'll ask Madam to make it again in a few days."

"it is good."

*

"Ajun, I have one of the peach and pear blossoms from the academy falling on my head. You don't have to pick it for me. Just leave it like this. I'll do it when I get back. Oh, I told you not to."

"I've chosen it."

"Ajun, the lotus flowers in the academy are blooming beautifully. Have you seen them? This year's flowers are blooming better than last year's."

"Yeah. It's very good."

"Wow, the ripe persimmons in autumn are bullying me. Just when I was under the tree, it fell down and hit me on the head. I can't go to class today. I came to tell you that I'm leaving..."

"You, don't put the persimmon soup into your mouth..."

"Ah? I won't eat it but I'll give it to you? It's quite sweet, do you want to eat it? Just suck it on my head."

Shen Yijun: ...

"I won't eat the one on your head."

"Look, Jun! It's snowing! It's so beautiful!"

"Ah."

"They're going to have a snowball fight later. Do you want to go?"

"Don't go."

"Then let's make a snowman? Last year I saw Fu Zhixin make a koi snowman, it was really pretty."

"Do you want to?"

"No, I feel cold."

Shen Yijun: ...

Bai Qingya said with a smile: "If you don't go, I won't go either. I'll stay here with you."

"Ah."

"Hey, am I okay?"

"it is good."

"Then I want to eat the dried bamboo shoots and meat made by the cook of the Duke of Wuyang's mansion tomorrow. I wonder if this little wish can come true?"

Shen Yijun smiled unconsciously: "Well, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"Ajun, you are the god who fulfills my wishes."

Shen Yijun: ...

"Don't pinch my face!"

Shen Yijun: "I'll bring you dried bamboo shoots and meat tomorrow, plus a dish of lotus root with osmanthus honey."

Bai Qingya: "Okay... I'll give you two more pinches."