After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

Her earnestness made Yan Yun want to praise her, but just watching from the side, she felt her heart soften.

Yan Yun bent down, smiled at her, and patted her head again.

He was lip-syncing and praising her.

"you're good."

The little dumpling carefully watched her lips and guessed that she was praising him. His cheeks flushed, and his eyes turned into crescent moons because of his smile.

The little girl seized the opportunity to ask, "Sister, can I come tomorrow too?"

Yan Yun nodded in agreement.

The little dumpling immediately jumped up with a smile, hugging the books and dancing around in circles, even humming a song happily.

Yan Yun looked at her and laughed along.

In the academy.

Time flies by because of the little dumpling.

sunset.

Nan Yunjing came to the academy again.

He knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Laughter came from inside the house.

Nan Yunjing went inside.

The little dumpling stood in front of Yan Yun, pretending to be someone else, with an unusually serious and stern face.

She pointed at Qing'er.

"You, stop right there..."

Because they were all learning in such a proper and convincing way, Qing'er was also taken aback.

Qing'er looked around, pointed to herself, and asked, "Are you talking about me?"

The little dumpling nodded and saw Qing'er being scolded.

The little girl's face immediately lit up with joy. She looked at Yan Yun and asked, "Sister, can you guess who I'm imitating?"

Yan Yun shook her head. Although her imitation was quite funny, she didn't recognize the people she knew, so she couldn't match them up.

The little dumpling wasn't discouraged at all, and even revealed the answer directly.

"I'm imitating Nagumo Kei!"

The little dumpling said to Yan Yun, "Don't be fooled by his cold face every day. He can be absent-minded sometimes. For example, he sometimes bumps into the door when he gets up and goes out."

Yan Yun thought of Nan Yunjing. If he bumped into the door, would he be stunned? Or would he angrily lash out at the pillar after the collision?

She couldn't think of anything.

Just as she was thinking, Qing'er tapped Yan Yun's back with her finger from behind.

"Miss, someone's here."

Yan Yun turned around and saw the dark-faced boy standing behind the little dumpling.

Nan Yunjing questioned the little dumpling: "What were you saying about me behind my back?"

The little dumpling trembled all over when she heard the voice beside her, and her cute little face shook with fear. She mechanically turned around and found Nan Yunjing standing behind her.

She immediately started screaming and ran towards Yan Yun while begging for mercy.

"Ah, I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't talk about you in public anymore."

Nan Yunjing punched her directly in the head.

The little dumpling cried out in pain, immediately clutching its head and glaring at Nan Yunjing, "That's why I hate you, you always hit me."

Nan Yunjing looked at his hand; he hadn't used any force at all.

The little dumpling stood next to Yan Yun and said to her, "Only my sister likes me the most. I like my sister the most."

Nan Yunjing said somewhat displeasedly, "It's only our first meeting, why would you say what you like the most?"

Yan Yun looked at Nan Yunjing. She actually wanted to say that it was just a little girl's words and there was no need to correct her so seriously.

There's nothing wrong with being honest with children about their likes and dislikes.

Nan Yunjing saw through Yan Yun's thoughts at a glance.

He spoke as if reprimanding Yan Yun, saying, "If everyone coaxed these little girls like you, who knows how much trouble they would cause."

Yan Yun's eyelids twitched. He hadn't said anything, he was just thinking about it in his mind, and yet he was being criticized by Nan Yunjing. It was an undeserved disaster.

She just thought she was cute.

Yan Yun maintained his fake smile, thinking that Nan Yun Jing was now a grown man, and it was one thing for him to be petty with such a young girl, but to lecture him like that was really ungentlemanly.

Nan Yunjing ignored her thoughts.

He grabbed the little dumpling.

"You've been here all afternoon, can you tell them your name?"

The little dumpling shook her head; she hadn't thought of that yet. She immediately looked at Yan Yun and spoke to him with exceptional politeness.

"Sister, my name is Shu Shu."

Nan Yunjing looked at Yan Yun, but didn't pay attention to the people around him.

He told Yan Yun.

This little dumpling is Mr. Shu's granddaughter.

Yan Yun immediately looked at the little dumpling's adorable face, and immediately thought of Mr. Shu's face, which made it impossible to tell that they were related by blood.

Shu Shu heard Nan Yunjing say something about Mr. Shu and immediately looked up at him.

"Brother Nan Yunjing, who are you talking about?"

Nan Yunjing wasn't talking to her.

So I didn't answer.

Yan Yun now understood why the little dumpling was so interested in these books.

Just thinking about how this little dumpling has grown up, why didn't they go back when Mr. Shu died? He died alone.

Seeing that Yan Yun was unhappy, the little dumpling immediately said to Nan Yun Jing, "Brother Nan, it's you who made Sister angry."

She now addresses Nan Yunjing as "brother".

The man grabbed her.

"You're the one who caused them trouble."

The little dumpling really thought it was her fault and looked pitifully at Yan Yun, pleading, "Sister, I made you angry, can I...can I still come tomorrow?"

Yan Yun suppressed her emotions, only feeling a fleeting sadness when she thought of Mr. Shu.

This little dumpling is so cute, and she's Mr. Shu's granddaughter, so Yan Yun is willing to pay even more attention to her.

Thinking of the silver Zheng Jihua had given him, which he had returned to his attendant, Yan Yun immediately looked at his attendant and reached out to take it.

Yan Yun took a small piece of silver and handed it to the little dumpling.

The little dumpling's eyes immediately lit up, and he reached out and took the silver.

Nan Yunjing reached out to snatch it, but the little dumpling noticed his intention and immediately grabbed it and hid it, holding it in its hand and refusing to hand it over.

Nan Yunjing looked at Yan Yun with confusion, "Why did you give her money?"

Yan Yun looked at Qing'er and pointed to the notice she had posted during the day.

Qing'er understood immediately, but when she looked at Nan Yunjing, she didn't dare to meet his gaze directly.

She lowered her head and said, "Our young lady said it's written outside."

Qing'er looked at Yan Yun, who nodded, indicating that this was exactly what he meant.

The little dumpling was immediately moved to tears and said to Yan Yun, "Sister, it's so great to be with you. This is the first time I've ever known what my own money looks like."

Nan Yunjing didn't mean that Yan Yun gave her money; he just felt it was too much.

However, he didn't explain to Yan Yun. Seeing the little dumpling shaking its head and refusing to hand it over, he couldn't help but shake his head as well.

"We'll take our leave now."

He picked up the little dumpling and left.

The little dumpling waved to Yan Yun with tears in her eyes.

"See you tomorrow, sister."

The thought of seeing her tomorrow always made her incredibly happy.

After Nan Yunjing and the others left, the attendants whispered among themselves, also feeling that Yan Yun had given too much silver.

On the contrary, Qing'er remained silent and quietly followed Yan Yun.

I returned to Zhengyuan.

Qing'er was summoned by the steward.

Although she returned with Yan Yun, the courtyard must know her background.

Once the steward finds out Qing'er's background, he will promptly inform Yan Yun.

Now, she needs to go with me to be questioned.

Qing'er comforted Yan Yun, telling him not to worry.

The person in charge said that they would make arrangements after the investigation.

To be on the safe side, Yan Yun still kept Qing'er's matter in mind. She wrote a letter to Zheng Jihua, expressing her hope that Qing'er would stay and serve by her side.

She entrusted the message to her maid.

He went back inside.

Her mind was still on Zuichunlou today; finding Ruqing was something that needed to be done quickly.

As the courtyard gradually quieted down, Yan Yun finished packing and prepared to leave.

Because of Jing Yue's several different attitudes, Yan Yun was still worried and decided to go find the Drunken Spring Pavilion himself.

She looked at herself in the bronze mirror, Jing Yue's reminder still ringing in her ears. She changed her clothes and put on some valuable jewelry.

She styled her hair into a bun resembling that of an adult male lead, and then applied the black powder that Jingyue had previously used to her face to make it look less fair.