The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

Before Song Siyao could answer, she was pushed to the front by the people behind her.

"Miss Song? Are you also going to register?" It was Yan Wei who spoke.

He looked at Song Siyao with disbelief on his face.

“Sister Song, you’ve signed up too! Perfect, we can keep each other company.” Jiang Hexia happened to be not far from Song Siyao. She squeezed through the crowd to Song Siyao’s side and looked at her with a big smile.

"You're Song Siyao? How shameless of you to dare sign up for a painting competition? Can you even distinguish between paints? Do you even know how to hold a brush?"

A girl in a yellow dress standing to Song Siyao's right launched a barrage of criticism at her.

His face was filled with hatred as if he had an irreconcilable feud with Song Siyao.

"Whose dog isn't leashed? It's running around biting people!" Song Siyao stared at the girl in the yellow dress, whose features bore a resemblance to his sister.

Jiang Hexia quickly explained, "Sister Song, she is Princess Hongjin."

Wei Hongjin, ***'s youngest daughter.

A few days ago, it was the Empress's birthday banquet. At first, *** did not plan to go, so Wei Hongjin did not go either.

Later, *** went to target Song Siyao, and she didn't take Wei Hongjin with her.

Wei Hongjin later heard that *** and Song Siyao had a dispute at the banquet, and now, of course she wanted to stand up for her mother.

"How dare you, Song Siyao, insult this princess! I'll beat your mouth to a pulp today!"

Wei Hongjin rolled up her sleeves and raised her hand to hit Song Siyao.

Song Siyao grabbed her wrist and shoved her back, his tone fierce, "Try it!"

"Ah!" Wei Hongjin cried out in pain, clutching her wrist, her expression extremely arrogant. "Song Siyao, you give me..."

"Princess Hongjin! Shut up!" At this moment, Yan Wei's voice rang out, as cold as ice shattering.

“Mr. Yan, it was Song Siyao who was in the wrong first, why are you yelling at me?” Wei Hongjin looked at Yan Wei, half angry and half coquettish.

Yan Wei is not only the greatest talent in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but also the top teacher of Qingyun Academy.

His expression was serious. "I heard that you insulted Miss Song first. Apologize to Miss Song!"

"Apologize to her? Ha! Mr. Yan, are you out of your mind? Me, a princess, apologizing to her? Who does she think she is!" Wei Hongjin cursed, arrogant and domineering.

"In that case, you don't need to participate in the academy's painting competition this time." Yan Wei's voice was cold and stern.

"Why?" Wei Hongjin demanded angrily. "What did I do wrong? Why won't you let me participate? Oh, I see, Mr. Yan, you're helping Song Siyao because she's pretty, aren't you? I didn't expect you to be someone who judges people by their appearance!"

"Dishonest conduct, framing others, distorting the truth, and causing trouble. The academy values ​​moral character; if you want to showcase your talent, you must first learn to be a good person! If you are morally corrupt, no matter how talented you are, you are just a pretty face with a rotten core!" Yan Wei showed no mercy.

Wei Hongjin was reprimanded in public, and her face turned red with anger, feeling both ashamed and furious.

It was Yan Wei who reprimanded her; he possessed both talent and character, and his good looks were merely an added bonus.

In everyone's eyes, Yan Wei is the embodiment of all that is good.

Those he rejects are seen as terrible people by the world, and their reputations are bound to be damaged.

"You! You!!" Wei Hongjin was so angry that she couldn't speak.

The people in line behind started shouting, "Are you still going to register? If not, move aside and don't block our way!"

"Yes, I also want an original painting by the god!"

"Being scolded by Mr. Yan like that and not being able to register for the competition is a huge loss!"

"Mr. Yan is known for his strictness. How could he allow his students to do such a shameful thing?"

"She's always been so arrogant, finally someone can teach her a lesson."

“I’m so worried about Mr. Yan. What if he offends her and she complains to the academy, and they don’t want him anymore?”

"What a joke. The academy doesn't need her, but it's impossible for it not to need Mr. Yan either."

"That's right, a hundred of hers are no match for a single hair of Mr. Yan's."

……

Listening to the surrounding chatter, Song Siyao glanced at Yan Wei. She hadn't expected Yan Wei to have such a good image in everyone's eyes.

As expected of the number one young master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, his elegance and talent are absolutely outstanding.

"Princess, why don't you apologize to Miss Song? Think about the original painting by the master painter. You're waiting to give this painting away as a gift. With this painting, he will definitely treat you differently," the maid Caijiao advised in a low voice.

Mentioning that person made Wei Hongjin blush instantly.

She was a princess and didn't care about the reputation of being a talented woman. Even if she was useless, there would still be plenty of people trying to please her.

But all she wanted was the good in that person.

Unfortunately, that person ignored her, and that person was so obsessed with the painting god's work that he had become completely infatuated.

After thinking it over, Wei Hongjin decided that she was willing to give up her status as a princess for that person.

If he knew how much I had done for him, he would definitely be very touched.

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and said to Song Siyao, "Miss Song, I'm sorry."

Song Siyao said, "I do not accept your apology."

"I've already apologized, what more do you want?" Wei Hongjin asked angrily.

"It's your business to apologize, and it's my business whether I accept it or not. Let's leave it at that for today. If there's a next time, an apology won't be enough to solve it." Song Siyao's eyes were sharp as knives.

"What can you do to me?" Wei Hongjin said with a disdainful look.

Song Siyao stared at her, a hint of coldness in her eyes. "Why don't you try it now?"

Wei Hongjin immediately backed down. If she continued to make a scene, she really wouldn't be able to register. Without the original painting by the God of Painting, what would she use to make that person happy?

She chose to keep quiet and spoke politely to Yan Wei, "Mr. Yan, I've apologized. Can I register now?"

Yan Wei handed her the registration bamboo slip, and she waved it in front of Song Siyao, saying sarcastically, "What's so great about being fierce now? If you're so capable, see you on the field!"

She was afraid that Song Siyao would hold her back, so she quickly ran away after saying that.

Song Siyao didn't even need to look at her directly.

"Miss Song, are you sure you want to register?" Yan Wei asked again to confirm.

"Confirmed." Song Si asked, "What are the requirements for registration? I don't meet them, right?"

"no no."

If you're here to compete, what business is it of anyone else?

Yan Wei dared not say this aloud. He handed the registration bamboo slip to Song Siyao with both hands and explained again, "This competition organized by the academy is open to everyone in the Great Zhou. Anyone who is willing can participate."

"Alright, thank you very much, Young Master Yan." Song Siyao said.

Hearing Song Siyao's polite yet distant tone, Yan Wei felt as if a fresh wound had been reopened, leaving him with a very unpleasant feeling.

"Miss Song, you and I don't need to be so polite. It's all my duty to do this."

Master, you've already seen Fourth Junior Brother's apprenticeship application, haven't you seen your disciple's yet?

Master, when will you remember your disciple?

Looking at Yan Wei's respectful expression, Song Siyao recalled the apprenticeship notices she had seen. She couldn't understand why Feng Bai had already accepted an apprenticeship, but Yan Wei hadn't.

Since Yan Wei denied it, she would pretend not to know. After all, she really didn't remember what had happened before.