Soft and crispy waist

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Tuan'er, who was standing outside the door, was only one step away from the eaves, but was blocked by three people and could not hide from the rain at all.

In a moment, I was soaked all over.

"Oh my, I didn't recognize her at first. Isn't this Xia Tuan'er, the fastest-growing student in our girls' school? How could someone who is appreciated by the female teacher skip classes?" Rong An, a girl in her early teens standing at the front, tilted her head and looked at Tuan'er with a sidelong glance, a deep sneer on her lips.

"What good students are they? They're just pretending to be good for the teacher. Those who come from poor families are just good at flattery and sluttiness. They are mean-spirited."

"That's right, you're so humble, pretending to be pitiful. Who are you trying to show off to? What? Do you think we're bullying you?"

The two people next to him echoed one after another, each of them looking domineering.

Tuan'er looked at the three people and said calmly, "I left the academy during lunch break and didn't skip classes."

"But it's class time now. You're standing outside the academy. Isn't that skipping class?"

"What about you?"

"I..." Tuan'er's words choked the person who was speaking, leaving him speechless.

If they say that Xiaojie doesn't have classes at this time, then the group is not considered skipping class. If they say that they have classes, then they are also skipping class. This...

"Can you compare with us?" Rong An pointed at Tuan'er with an angry brow and scolded him.

As if receiving a signal, the other two immediately followed suit, saying, "Yeah, who do you think you are?"

"That's right, a fire-cooking girl from a cook's family, you think you can be compared with us? Can you do what we do? It's a joke."

"Oh? What can you do that I can't? Tell me."

Those who agreed were choked again. For a moment, they racked their brains but could not find anything that could make a big difference to him, and their faces turned red with embarrassment.

"If not, please make way." Without giving the three people a chance to react, Tuan'er reached out and pushed the choked person away, then stepped over the threshold of the girls' school and walked inside.

Seeing this happen again, Rong An gritted his teeth in anger.

This Xia Tuan'er always looks so calm and composed. No matter how she is ridiculed or humiliated, she never shows any embarrassment or anger. Her faint counterattack is like a punch on cotton with a wooden board hidden inside. My hand hurts and feels weak, which is really infuriating.

Suddenly, she thought of the rumors she had heard earlier and blurted out without hesitation, "At least we don't have a sister who's shameless enough to climb into bed. Oh, no, it's a sister who was beaten to death after failing to climb into bed. You were able to transform from a slave to a good person, from a cook's daughter to the adopted daughter of a food store owner, isn't that also...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, Rong An was hit in the face by a fist, and he fell to the ground. When he opened his mouth, a tooth fell out.

"How dare you hit me..." He turned around and was about to curse, but when he met Tuan'er's eyes, which were red like an angry lion, Rong An was stunned.

The other two people who had never seen her like this were also stunned. They watched Tuan'er rush over and grab Rong'an's collar to lift her up without stopping her. They just stared at her blankly.

As he got closer, Rong An could feel the hostility in Tuan'er even more, as if she wanted to eat her alive.

The other person is obviously two years younger than me, but... it's too scary.

"My sister didn't climb into bed. She's the best sister ever. If you ever say anything bad about her again, I'll tear your mouth apart, pull out your tongue, and…" Tuan'er leaned close to his ear and whispered something like a spell, "Stuff a piece of honeycomb down his throat and put ants in there to bite him bit by bit."

Just thinking about that scene, Rong An was so scared that he screamed and got up from the ground and ran inside desperately.

Looking at the two people who were still in a daze, the moment their eyes met, they ran away in panic from both sides.

"If you hit her, the teacher will punish you. Why bother? You've been pretending to be so good." A puzzled voice came from behind.

Turning around, a nine-year-old girl with a hanging bun, a full set of red garnet headdress, a twelve-piece flowing fairy skirt, and a flowing brocade hooded cloak came over, with a maid holding an umbrella behind her.

Tuan'er recognized this person.

She is Luo Qing, the granddaughter of the Ruyang Luo family.

The Luo family of Ruyang has been engaged in business for generations and has been the richest family in Ruyang many years ago. In terms of financial resources, they are only inferior to the Yan family, the richest family in Kyoto.

The group didn't know why Luo Qing came from Ruyang to the girls' school in Kyoto to study. They had never even spoken a word to each other before today, even though Luo Qing was the head of their small class.

She didn't know why Luo Qing would ask her this question, but as the leader, she had the right to ask her questions, so she answered truthfully: "She insulted my sister with her words."

"It seems your sister is very important to you."

Tuan'er didn't answer, but just looked at Luo Qing.

Luo Qing didn't ask for the answer, but continued to ask: "Do you regret it? It must not have been easy for you to come to the girls' school."

"No regrets." Tuan'er said without hesitation.

No one can slander my sister. Even if I can't hit those people in the face with my fists now, I will one day.

Of course, she also understood the painstaking efforts and difficulties her sister put in to let her study, so she just punched her.

"I will tell the teacher the truth." After leaving this sentence, Luo Qing walked past Tuan'er and entered the girls' school.

Tuan'er didn't care what Luo Qing would tell the teacher, and went to her own residence.

On the other side, in Yinlin's courtyard, Xia Zheng shivered suddenly.

"Are you cold, my aunt? Let me add some more charcoal." Shuangjiang reached out to pick up the charcoal with the tongs.

Xia Zheng, who was sitting on the soft couch, waved her hands, "No need, I'm not cold."

But for some inexplicable reason, Xia Zheng felt uneasy.

Something seems to have happened.

"Auntie, the charcoal is paid for by the mansion, and there's not much money to save. You're pregnant, so you can't get sick from the cold." Xia Zheng has been saving as much as she can these days, wishing she could break a copper coin into three pieces, which makes Shuangjiang feel sad. "I heard that the court has sent people to clear the way for the grain transport team. Once the grain is transported, the news will definitely come out. Who knows, the prince's death may just be a rumor."

"I hope so." Xia Zheng replied indifferently. No matter whether Gu Yizi was dead or alive, she needed to make her own plans. She just didn't want Shuangjiang to worry and persuade her all the time, so she answered according to her words.

I used to think that this little girl was an honest and a little stubborn, but after a long time I found out that she was a nagging girl who nags all day long, even more so than Chef Yang.

Seeing that she was about to speak again, Xia Zheng was about to interrupt when Nanny Liang's voice came from outside: "Auntie, the Crown Prince's Consort sent someone to pass on a message. Please come over."

"The Crown Prince's Concubine invites you? Why did they ask you to go when Concubine Wei and Concubine Xue were fighting?" Shuangjiang was puzzled.

Xia Zheng was also curious. Could it be that she was needed somewhere?

Why not ask her to go from the beginning?

"You'll find out when you go there."