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

The maids immediately placed the letter written by Yan Yun in Zheng Jihua's study, so that when Zheng Jihua returned home in the evening, he could see the letter Yan Yun had written to him.

The maidservant delivered the message, and the kitchen sent over other prepared meals.

Yan Yun dismissed the maids, closed the door, took out his treasured books from the bed, opened them, and began to practice the exercises in the large room according to the instructions.

The book also contained things that couldn't be done, such as running from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain hundreds of times a day. Yan Yun naturally didn't have the opportunity to find the mountain. Yan Yun thought he couldn't learn the first step. At the end, it wrote: "Just inside the house, one circle after another, you can climb up to count the white circles."

Yan Yun immediately began to do as instructed.

She would look up when she was tired.

Unfortunately, you can't just jump directly onto the roof beams.

Yan Yun sat on a stool to rest.

She took a sip of hot tea, still wanting to go up and take a look. She looked around and saw that the thin gauze was a good tool. After Yan Yun tied it into a rope that she could rely on, she stood on the table and threw it up. Once it was hanging from the roof beam, Yan Yun reached out and tugged at it.

She curled up her legs, grabbed the rope, and slowly climbed up.

Although her palms were burning and sore from being rubbed, when Yan Yun pushed aside the tiles above the roof beam and peeked out, she truly felt that the things in the book were not just theoretical; they were all practically applicable. Although she couldn't see anything broader, she was still delighted.

She climbed onto the roof and lay down to look at the courtyard below. It was quite similar to the old houses in Changgu City, and she could see the maids walking around.

Moreover, none of the maids noticed her. Yan Yun changed direction and climbed up, where she could see the vermilion walls and various taller mansions in the distance.

Yan Yun took a deep breath, looked out at the vast sky and sea, and felt extremely relaxed.

When Zheng Jihua returned home that evening, she went to Yan Yun's courtyard. The lamps inside were out, and the maid had said that Yan Yun had already gone to sleep. Zheng Jihua reached out but couldn't open the door; it was bolted from the inside.

Zheng Jihua could only tell the maids that he would take Yan Yun to Baima Academy the next day and that they should prepare in advance.

The maids told the young lady that she had left a message in the study. Zheng Jihua stood outside the courtyard for a long time before leaving to go to the study.

Zheng Jihua doesn't have everything under control. He's always a little anxious about Zheng Ning'er, afraid that he won't be able to do anything well.

He arrived at the study and smiled when he saw Yan Yun's letter.

"Go to the madam's courtyard and deliver a message."

Day two.

Yan Yun also got up early.

She originally wanted to learn what was taught in the book.

The maids have already come to knock on the door.

The White Horse Academy that Zheng Jihua mentioned had fixed uniforms and the teachers there were all top-notch, which is why she was sent there.

Zheng Jihua was waiting outside the door early, and Yan Yun, who was already dressed, came out.

With just one glance, Zheng Jihua's face was full of smiles.

Although it was a bit hasty to send Yan Yun to the academy so soon after arriving in Yuanjing, it would be beneficial for him to catch up faster.

Thinking back to how Yan Yun used to go to see Mr. Shu even in the heavy snow, now that she has me by her side, she no longer has to suffer that pain.

Yan Yun saw the smile on his face but didn't even respond. She looked at the snow-white clothes she was wearing, which were completely different from the small academy in Changgu City.

The concubine and the nanny came over carrying the pastries they had made.

"Master."

The concubine looked at Yan Yun and said, "I have prepared breakfast for you. Let's have some together."

Yan Yun had only written on a note yesterday that she wanted her mother to cook for her, and today that wish came true.

In this mansion, all it takes is a word from Zheng Jihua.

Even if a concubine is unwilling, she still has to get up on her own initiative to prepare for herself.

The maids immediately set up the dining table.

Yan Yun looked at the prepared breakfast.

The concubine stood before Zheng Jihua, very submissive. She said softly that he had returned too late yesterday, and she had waited for most of the night, but he had not returned to his room.

Zheng Jihua then reminded Yan Yun, "Ning'er, have a taste, we'll be taking you to the academy soon."

On the first day, you can't be late.

He did not respond to his concubine.

The concubine felt disappointed.

After the maidservant prepared the food, she stood aside and fed Yan Yun a bite. But after just one bite, Yan Yun looked at the nanny next to his concubine and spat it out.

Upon seeing Yan Yun's actions, Zheng Jihua immediately took the spoon and tasted it. With just one bite, he understood who had made it.

Zheng Jihua put down his spoon and said to his concubine in an unfriendly tone, "Ning'er just wants to eat some of your cooking herself, is that so difficult?"

He was well aware of the nanny's cooking skills; Yan Yun could tell the difference in just one bite, and he wasn't stupid.

The concubine's initially happy face froze immediately after hearing Zheng Jihua's words.

Zheng Jihua's anger intensified. "If you don't want to do it, then don't do it in the future."

The concubine immediately apologized, "It's my fault. I wasn't feeling well, so the nanny made it for me. Tomorrow, I will definitely make it for Ning'er myself."

Looking at the remaining items, the concubine felt that although she hadn't done anything, she had gotten up early to prepare and spent the whole morning with the nanny meticulously preparing the things. She had done her part, but she had also put in a lot of effort.

She was furious.

Zheng Jihua looked at his concubine and said, "You should rethink what you're going to do."

Yan Yun stood up.

Zheng Jihua got up as well.

The concubine was left sitting alone.

Yan Yun obediently followed Zheng Jihua into the carriage.

Zheng Jihua's expression changed quickly; he didn't show the same coldness he had shown towards his concubine. He always had a kind face towards Yan Yun.

In the carriage.

Zheng Jihua kept reminding him, "If anything happens, you must write to me. If anyone dares to bully you, just tell your father."

He made this promise time and time again.

The carriage soon arrived at the gate of Baima Academy.

This academy is dozens of times larger than the previous one.

The gleaming gold plaque and gate are on a completely different level from those of Changgucheng.

There were many young men around who were dressed like Yan Yun, and they all went in together.

Zheng Jihua placed the stool down and helped Yan Yun down from the carriage.

"Go inside, your father will be watching over you from outside."

Yan Yun strode towards the academy without hesitation, and she became the subject of discussion among the students.

After all, Baima Academy had never had a woman.

Now that a precedent has been set for a woman of unknown origin, the students at Baima Academy naturally have many questions they want to ask.

The people in the manor just said not to worry too much, after all, women can't amount to much.

In the future, in the imperial court, women will only be there to carry on the family line and manage the inner court; nothing more.

So even if a woman enters the academy, she is still just a woman.

It's all insignificant to them; they shouldn't rashly cause a huge uproar just for the sake of having a woman.

Most of the people who can study at Baima Academy are from prominent families or are powerful and well-connected.

Because Yan Yun is a woman, although she studies the same way as others, she cannot be treated the same way as everyone else.

Before Yan Yun could even step through the gate, someone rushed over and blocked her path.

The man, panting heavily, asked Yan Yun, "Are you the young lady from Dean Zheng's household?"

Yan Yun looked at him; judging from his appearance, he was about the same age as her.

She nodded.

The man immediately smiled gently and bowed to Yan Yun, saying, "My name is Yan Zhihe. Please follow me this way, and I will lead the way for you."

Yan Yun didn't think much of it at the time and followed Yan Zhihe through the side door.

Because someone came to guide him, Zheng Jihua stood at a distance and did not follow.

Once inside the academy, Yan Zhihe patted his chest and said to Yan Yun, "From now on, you'll always come with me through this gate. I'll accompany you."

Yan Yun had no objection.

Yan Zhihe introduced the academy's situation as if they were old friends.

The White Horse Academy currently has three great teachers, who are equal in rank. Two of them are advisors in the Prime Minister's office and the Emperor's study. As for the third great teacher, although he holds no official position, he is well-versed in astronomy and geography, and it is said that even the current Emperor has a close relationship with him.

Yan Yun had no idea what was going on behind these gentlemen.

Seeing her confusion, Yan Zhihe understood that she was unaware of the situation.

He went on to introduce the academy, which currently has twelve teachers and nearly two hundred students.

Yan Yun and he were both new students, and there were more than a hundred people who came with him.

Yan Yun was somewhat surprised; were there really so many people in this academy?

"This is the top academy in the capital."

Yan Zhihe led Yan Yun on a tour of the academy, explaining each section carefully, from Juxian Pavilion to Wenmo Workshop.

Some people were caught off guard when they bumped into Yan Yun as they came out of Mingyingfang.

Yan Zhihe panicked and hurriedly called out, "Miss Zheng!"

He had barely finished speaking when he looked up at the person who had bumped into Yan Yun.

The man, however, had his brows furrowed.

Yan Yun ignored Yan Zhihe's outstretched hand. When she looked up, she saw that face, which was very familiar.

After all, I've seen that face several times already.

Nan Yunjing.

Yan Yun never expected to see him here.

She stood up and looked at the person in front of her.

Nan Yunjing only glanced at Yan Yun. He had heard that the young lady from Zheng Academy was coming to the academy, and today he bumped into her. It turned out that she was the one he was looking for.

He said impatiently, "You've got quite the skill, managing to get someone into the academy?"

Yan Zhihe, standing to the side, also knew what Nan Yunjing was talking about.

Yan Yun did not lower his head, but stared straight at Nan Yunjing.

Seeing that she was completely unperturbed, Nan Yunjing left her with the words, "You'd better be prepared for what's coming here."

When Yan Zhihe heard Nan Yunjing speaking to Yan Yun, he was unaware that they were already acquainted. Because he was somewhat afraid of the rumors, Yan Zhihe unconsciously took three steps back.

"Miss Zheng, Mr. Yuan's class is about to start, let's go over there first."

Yan Yun wanted to say something to Nan Yunjing, but the two didn't get along.

Yan Zhihe urged Yan Yun again from beside him.

“Miss Zheng, we’d better hurry over there. Mr. Yuan dislikes people who procrastinate the most.”

Nan Yunjing spoke coldly and in a rough voice, "I also advise you to go there sooner rather than later." After he finished speaking, he turned and strode away.