Daily life in the academy

On the way back to Dingliutang, Bai Zhi asked Mu Bailian, "Why didn't I see Wenzhe today?"

Mu Bailian spread his hands. "He's still got the same old problem. He checked the almanac and it said it wasn't a good day to go out, so he refused to come to the academy. He also said that the last time Brother Yan got into trouble, it was because he was possessed by the Death Star. From now on, he must strictly follow the almanac."

"Then why not find a fortune teller, arrange the words in advance, and trick him out?"

Yan Qingchen couldn't help but look at her with a slightly complicated look in his eyes. She didn't understand it for a moment, but Mu Bailian soon answered his doubts.

"It's you, Bai Zhi. I always feel like we hit it off right away. We think a lot alike, but unfortunately, it doesn't work out."

Hit the spotlight? Who was it that had been calling her "dwarf" before? Bai Zhi resisted the urge to roll her eyes and humbly asked, "Why isn't it working?"

"Because he was cheated so badly, he only trusts Mr. Yu now and won't listen to anyone else." Yan Qingchen took over the conversation, and there was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Then why isn't it that Mr. Yu who is lying?"

“That will definitely not happen…”

Mu Bailian denied it outright, but he suddenly fell silent halfway through his words, revealing a look of doubt, while Yan Qingchen beside him also looked thoughtful.

The original book did not elaborate on the friendship between the three of them. Perhaps there are some hidden plots waiting for Bai Zhi to reveal herself, and she is not in a hurry.

"So..." Bai Zhi tilted her head and looked at the two people in front of her, waiting for the conclusion.

"So, I used the method you mentioned, and was scolded by Wenzhe. You don't know that Wenzhe usually looks harmless, but when he gets really angry and scolds people, the harm he causes to people is no less than Brother Yan's beating. The only difference is that he targeted my sincere and kind heart."

Mu Bailian hugged his chest with his hands exaggeratedly, and the way he made faces was really unbearable to watch.

Yan Qingchen raised his leg and kicked him: "Put away that stupid expression of yours. You're not smart to begin with, and now you look even dumber."

"Ouch." Mu Bailian staggered after being kicked, almost losing his footing, and pouted in accusation: "Brother Yan, can you please give me some face outside?"

"No." Yan Qingchen refused outright, intimidating him with his eyes.

"Well, whatever you say is...right."

"Hahaha, I touched you again."

Mu Bailian pretended to be obedient, but in fact he took advantage of Yan Qingchen's inattention and slapped Yan Qingchen on the chest. He didn't even think about holding back his strength. Bai Zhi, who was standing by, clearly heard a muffled "pop" sound.

Yan Qingchen was completely enraged by him. He clenched his fists and cursed, "Mu Bailian, this prince will not even recognize your father today."

"Slightly~, the old man didn't want to recognize me in the first place."

Mu Bailian didn't seem to mind the big deal and even turned around and made a face.

The two young men were chasing each other in the corridor and accidentally bumped into someone. Seeing that it was these two people, they instantly lost their temper, could only touch the painful area secretly, and went on doing their own things.

The joyful atmosphere between them infected Bai Zhi, and the smile on her face continued for the rest of the journey back to Dingliutang.

The story ends with Mu Bailian being caught by Yan Qingchen and getting punched several times. In terms of combat power, he is no match for Yan Qingchen, even though he is the only son of the current general.

Mu Bailian rubbed his wound in frustration, his face filled with grief and indignation: "I just don't understand. I come from a legitimate military family, so why can't I beat you?"

"When you were ten, your father asked you to learn swordsmanship, but you insisted on learning the spear, saying that the strongest people all learned to use the spear and that you wanted to be an invincible warrior. When you were twelve, your father finally let you get the basics of swordsmanship, but you went to a temple and insisted on learning boxing. When you were fifteen, a year ago, you heard that the world's number one knight, Bei Ming, practiced swordsmanship, and you clamored to learn swordsmanship again."

Yan Qingchen expressionlessly recounted his actions from childhood to adulthood, saying, "Your character is even worse than that of a three-year-old child, and you're only slightly better than an ordinary person."

Bai Zhi, one of the ordinary people, felt insulted and said defensively, "We ordinary people wouldn't be so fickle and change our minds so often."

"Okay, now you're the one making fun of me, right?"

Mu Bailian shouted unwillingly, looking at Yan Qingchen with resentment. If he hadn't exposed his past, he could at least pretend in front of Bai Zhi.

As soon as he finished shouting, he found that the classroom was completely silent. Just as he was about to look up to see what was going on, he heard Xie Guan's familiar scolding voice: "Mu Bailian, what are you yelling about? Class has started, can't you hear?"

It turned out that his voice was too loud just now, covering up the bell for class, so that he didn't even notice when Xie Guan came in.

Mu Bailian fell silent instantly and sat down. He still remembered that Xie Guan had said that he would visit his old man after the test. Fortunately, Brother Yan's situation was more urgent and it was overshadowed. He must not think about it.

Seeing him sit down, Xie Guan was too lazy to get angry anymore and just said lightly: This time, I, Xiu Mu, will definitely visit the general's residence. This was like a thunderclap, and Mu Bailian dared not make any rash moves. Then he sat down at the desk of the teacher in front, opened the book and began to lecture.

Mu Bailian was the only one injured that day, but when the whole course was over, he seemed to be alive again, calling him "Brother Yan" and "Brother Yan" all the time, and insisted on dragging him to the newly opened Hubing shop in Xishi to eat Hubing.

Bai Zhi said hello to them and went back to her dormitory. Her mood that day was as up and down as a roller coaster. Fortunately, she finally reached the shore safely without any danger. She also got to know Yan Qingchen and Mu Bailian, and they could now talk normally to each other.

This good mood lasted until she went to bed, and she fell asleep quickly.

Bai Zhi felt like she had just fallen asleep on the bed, and the next moment she suddenly opened her eyes and found herself inside the familiar palace walls again. Black smoke was spreading from the palace in the distance. She was pushed forward by the crowd and saw the three big characters "Shunyi Gate" engraved on the city wall again.

In front of her, An Ziqian was being escorted out by the imperial guards, and behind her, the pursuers were pressing hard. Bai Zhi's heart trembled. Was she going to experience the pain of being stabbed through again?

The footsteps behind her were getting closer and closer. Bai Zhi could even hear the sound of the blade cutting through the air. She subconsciously closed her eyes and waited for the pain to come, but the next second she was pulled back by a strong hand and avoided the cold knife. When she wanted to see the person who saved her, the crowing of a rooster woke her up.

Bai Zhi wanted to go back to the scene just now and see the blurry face clearly, but she couldn't find the feeling just now no matter what. She rolled around on the bed a few times in frustration. She swore that she would stew the chicken and eat it in the future!

After a while, when her emotions had calmed down, Bai Zhi slowly recalled the feeling of being suddenly pulled in her dream, which was very similar to the feeling of being rescued by Yan Qingchen yesterday morning.

I had the same dream three times in a row, and each time it was because of my contact with An Ziqian. But this time it was different because I was with Yan Qingchen. Because of his intervention, the outcome of the matter took a turn for the better.

Could it be that the Bodhisattva did not abandon her, but gave her a sign?

Now that they have entered the game, Bai Zhi and Yan Qingchen in the original book have no intersection. Now a small butterfly has flapped its wings, and the ending may be rewritten. The final arrogance of those villains who gain power and the final misery of those who endure and do not speak out will all be reorganized.

Bai Zhi looked up at the moonlight faintly shining through the window, and her choice became more determined!