Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

Private school.

The Master was sitting in front of the podium, holding a book, looking at the group of ancestors who were living in luxury below the stage.

I just feel overwhelmed.

"Master, I think... Mingtai, this is not written correctly."

One of the boys with a longevity lock on his neck pointed at the book of the girl by the window and spoke thoughtfully.

The girl called Mingtai put down her brush angrily and looked up at him.

"What did I write wrong?"

"Stop...talking nonsense!"

Although her handwriting was a little crooked, it was already the best among these children from aristocratic families.

"Don't make a scene."

"What does Mingtai write have to do with you?"

The equally young girl sitting in the back seat stood up. She was a little older than these children from wealthy families.

So, I am a little more sensible.

He is the one that gives the Master the least worry.

"Who do you think you are? This young master is talking to Mingtai, and it is not your turn as a minister to interrupt!"

The young master wearing the longevity lock instantly became furious and wanted to roll up his sleeves.

He was usually so domineering in his mansion, and the servants and bookboys around him did not dare to offend him.

I didn't dare say a word more.

Afraid of being beaten.

When the teacher heard this, he shook his head repeatedly and hurried down to advise him.

"Mingfeng, please don't say such nonsense... If His Majesty hears this, you will probably be detained tonight."

What the Master said is true.

His Majesty would indeed come from time to time to see how these royal family members were doing in their studies.

After all, His Majesty the Emperor should indeed consider the issue of establishing a crown prince.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to stop the world from talking nonsense.

……

"Why are you arguing so early in the morning?"

Xia Zhiyuan stood on tiptoe, shielding the dazzling sunlight with his palms, and looked at the half-broken bamboo curtain that blocked the private school.

The vague shadows in the pavilion can give a vague idea of ​​the situation.

"The child is young, so I guess... there are some contradictions."

Zhao Changlin didn't care. She looked at Zhiyuan's profile and thought about the past few days. She thought it was really nice to have such a little girl.

Like Zhiyuan.

Even the fact that they are not in good health is particularly similar.

"Your Highness, a quarrel between children is no small matter."

"We can't ignore the causes and consequences of things just because we are young."

Xia Zhiyuan stretched out his index finger and shook it, firmly denying Zhao Changlin's decision to manage the child.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Changlin thought she was very cute. He lowered his head and smiled, then said, "Really? What does Zhiyuan think?"

"I would like to admit this mistake."

Raising his fingers to open the bamboo curtain, Xia Zhiyuan walked down the stairs, turned back, grabbed Zhao Changlin's wrist, and pulled him forward.

"Your Highness, listen to Zhiyuan together. The cause and result of the matter will tell you what to do."

"Isn't it?"

Being held by somewhat cold skin.

Zhao Changlin could only follow helplessly. Today, she just came here to see what this private school was like according to Zhiyuan's idea.

I didn't want to, in a strict manner, check the ugly handwriting of these children, which was messy and looked like a hen padding food.

……

"Ming Feng, Master has been teaching and educating people since ancient times."

"I've never asked you to say such dirty words before, have I?"

Zhao Mingtai stood up. Due to premature birth, her health had been poor.

But this kind of intimidating aura without even getting angry made Zhao Mingfeng feel a little angry.

"She is originally the daughter of a minister, and is different from us. When I am speaking...she has no right to interrupt!"

Zhao Mingfeng still had his neck stiff.

There is no sign of giving up.

Seeing that these ancestors were about to quarrel again, the Master became so worried that his beard and hair were about to fall out in clumps.

"Ancestors, stop arguing... This is a private school, not--"

Before he could finish his words, the bamboo curtain outside the pavilion was lifted, and a woman in a bright yellow robe came into view.

Tenglong was stepping on auspicious clouds, with his hair tied up with a golden crown, and Zhao Changlin had a stern look on his face.

The teacher knelt down with a plop.

"Greetings to His Majesty...May Your Majesty be well!"

Zhao Changlin looked around and saw that the little guys were quarreling again.

"Your Majesty..."

Zhao Mingtai was the first to react. She called out timidly, with undisguised fear in her eyes.

Following Zhao Mingtai and the teacher's actions, all the children in the private school also bowed along with them.

Seeing Zhao Mingtai's small body, Xia Zhiyuan instantly became interested.

Among all the children from aristocratic families in this room, she was the most quick-witted and was also one of the main figures in the argument just now.

I think he must have suffered some injustice.

Only then would her eyes turn red and her fingers clench the fabric of her skirt.

So, Xia Zhiyuan walked over, squatted down, raised his head to look at Zhao Mingtai who was half hunched over, and wrapped his palm around Zhao Mingtai's slender little hand.

"May I have your name?"

Her gentle gaze and pair of clear autumn eyes instantly made Zhao Mingtai put aside his grudges.

"Mingtai."

"My brother is the Prince of Boshan."

Hearing this familiar name, Xia Zhiyuan suddenly smiled.

Because... in the original novel, the heroine's son eventually became the eldest prince. The already dead male protagonist changed the Daliang Dynasty to the Da Qi Dynasty, and was determined to abolish the eldest prince whom he had personally appointed.

Let the second son born to the second daughter succeed to the throne.

And Zhao Mingtai is the woman that both the eldest prince and the second prince like but cannot get.

It's like taking the heroine's script.

However, Xia Zhiyuan hadn't had time to see who Zhao Mingtai chose in the end and what the outcome would be before he came here.

The empire is about to collapse, but Zhao Mingtai is the only one in the Zhao clan who still insists on Zhao Changlin as the crown prince.

"What a name."

The body is like a bodhi tree, and the mind is like a bright mirror.

No Bodhi tree, nor stand mirror.

Only at this point did Xia Zhiyuan understand the foreshadowing left by the author: Zhao Mingtai's ending was destined to be tragic.

However, since I met her.

Then give her a hand.

It's just going against the will of heaven and changing her fate. She has done such things many times.

"What about you, big sister? What's your name?"

Although Zhao Mingtai often saw His Majesty's face, this was the first time he saw Xia Zhiyuan's appearance.

So she was curious and couldn't help asking.

When the Master heard these words, his heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

This group of children from aristocratic families who have not yet graduated from private school must have never heard of Xia Zhiyuan's famous name.

If it were anyone else, what Xia Zhiyuan did would be enough to deserve being cut into pieces.

But she alone is His Majesty's Achilles' heel.

Your Majesty has never given the greatest favor in this world to anyone else, only to her.

When Xia Zhiyuan proposed to build the Grand Canal, His Majesty granted permission. People all said that Xia Zhiyuan was a witch.

But His Majesty said that she was His Majesty's goddess.

"My last name is Xia."

"Name, Zhiyuan."

"How's it going? Does it sound good?"

With a smile in his eyes, Zhao Mingtai nodded rapidly.

"It sounds good."