The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

But within less than a year of operation, the academy gradually showed its advantages. In the discussion of scriptures and poetry with other major academies, there were always astonishing works circulated. Some young people in the academy were even accepted as retainers by local officials, mostly to give advice and suggestions. Some were even recommended directly to local villages to take up positions. Therefore, in the past three years, many people lined up to study at Shishan Academy. Who wouldn't want to seek a bright future?

"Brother, how is the venue being arranged?" As soon as she arrived at the gate of the academy, Song Yunli saw Song Yuntian's busy figure.

"All that's missing is ten wooden tables in front of the entrance of the academy." Song Yuntian said as he circled and dotted on the paper in his hand with a brush. In this chilly early winter, beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, as if he was afraid of missing something. He looked through the paper again before he felt relieved. Then he looked up and met Song Yunli's crescent-like smiling eyes.

"Brother, thank you!" Song Yunli brought a small jar of wine in front of Song Yuntian.

"Why are you thanking me? With this, I can even jump off a cliff." Song Yuntian took the jar of wine with a smile, gently opened the lid and took a deep sniff. The wine worm in his stomach couldn't help but crawl out again. He held Song Yunli and walked towards the academy.

Even though they were alone, the brother and sister drank one cup after another, and soon the jar of wine was empty. Song Yuntian picked up the jar and poured it into his mouth until the last drop went into his throat. He put the jar down bitterly and said a little tipsy: "Li'er, why did you drink the wine I gave you? If your dead fish face sees you, you will be punished to copy books again."

This guy must have been a little drunk, but the name "dead fish face" is quite descriptive. Song Yunli suppressed the smile in her heart and said, "If you are drunk, you can't go to that place with me later."

"Even if I'm drunk, I'll go with you through fire and water." Song Yuntian patted his chest and said loudly, he was very emotional. It was already his incompetence to fail to protect his sister. If he couldn't protect his younger sister, he, Song Yuntian, would be unworthy of being the descendant of the Song family. Song Yunli nodded gently. She believed that she knew, so she was even more reluctant to let him go through fire and water.

Nanyue is a quiet courtyard on the outskirts of Kyoto. When you walk in, you can see the four big characters "Shixuan Xiaozhu". The font is vigorous and powerful, and majestic. When you get closer, you can smell the faint fragrance of flowers, which makes you feel relaxed and happy, and your worries gradually disappear.

"Hehe... Hehe..." The children's laughter spread across the courtyard.

"Li'er, where is this place?" Song Yuntian widened his eyes in surprise. He raised his eyes and looked at the plaque above his head again. A premonition that made him ecstatic rose in his heart.

"You've already thought about it, haven't you?" After saying that, Song Yunli pressed the copper ring and knocked it a few times.

After a while, a soft voice came from inside the door, "Who are you looking for?" The brother and sister looked at each other, and seeing the ecstasy in each other's eyes, they knew in their hearts that the person in the yard must be Song Yunshi.

"Sister!" Song Yuntian cried out with sobs.

The door was pushed open with a bang, and a delicate face with tears in her eyes appeared in the sight of the two. Although she was dressed like an ordinary person at this time, her noble temperament was not diminished at all. The gentle and kind motherly love added an indescribable charm to her.

"Li'er, Tian'er..." Song Yunshi covered her lips in disbelief, crystal tears flashing in her eyes. Even a slight breeze would blow away the tears.

"Aiya... Mother... Mother..." A child's voice with clear pronunciation came from far away, and then a little baby appeared in front of everyone. When the little baby saw that everyone was looking at him, he nervously put his little hand as white as a scallion to his mouth, and his big eyes rolled around. After he understood that these people had no ill will towards him, he said naively: "I am... Jiujiu..."