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

Because she prepared early in the morning, her concubine was scolded by Zheng Jihua. What she feared most was that her husband and she would not get along. After a long talk from the nanny, she replanned how to change Yan Yun's opinion of her.

That's why I waited outside the door.

The concubine stepped forward and said that she had prepared a lot of things for her and was just waiting for her to return.

As soon as you enter the mansion, a fragrant aroma wafts out from inside.

The concubine pointed to several dishes on the table, saying, "These were all prepared for you by your mother."

She said that Yun hadn't touched the dishes she had prepared for the banquet, and the concubine even tried to persuade her to try her cooking.

Yan Yun had already gotten up and left the table.

The concubine looked at the old woman with aggrieved feelings, unable to express her suffering.

The old woman simply shook her head gently.

Yan Yun put down her chopsticks and returned to her current room.

Because Yan Yun went to the academy, Zheng Jihua also prepared a small study room in the courtyard for Yan Yun.

These were all prepared for her by Zheng Jihua.

Upon entering, the books on the shelves inside the room were neatly arranged, containing all sorts of books and bamboo scrolls.

On the desk beside the bed, all the four treasures of the study (writing brush, ink stick, inkstone, and paper) were also present.

Yan Yun picked out one of the books, opened it, and began to read it carefully.

Those who hadn't studied it before found it quite difficult, and many unfamiliar characters stumped Yan Yun.

Just as I was turning the pages of the book.

Other sounds came from above.

Yan Yun immediately stopped turning the pages of the book and looked up at you.

They found the spot on the roof beam, and right there, the man in black was sitting.

Yan Yun didn't find it familiar and immediately dropped the book, ready to run away.

The man spoke up immediately.

"it's me."

Yan Yun stopped in her tracks as she was about to open the door. She turned to look up. "It's you?"

"kindness."

Every time we met, he was sitting on the roof beam, as if his appearance had never changed.

As soon as Yan Yun met his gaze, he flipped over and jumped down from the heavy bookshelf.

He looked at Yan Yun and whispered, "I didn't expect your reactions to be getting faster and faster these days. You discovered me so quickly."

He picked up the book that Yan Yun had just dropped on the ground.

After carefully reading the contents.

"At your age, can you understand these things? You might as well take a look at this." With that, he handed a small box to Yan Yun.

Yan Yun looked at the exquisite little box and thought of the bamboo tube that Yan Yun had once given him. That bamboo tube could strike the opponent in an instant and take that person's life in an instant.

What is this thing in front of me?

Yan Yun was somewhat wary and hesitated to reach out.

Seeing Yan Yun's wariness, the man placed the box on the bookshelf and told Yan Yun, "If you open it rashly, the silver needle that flies out will pierce your forehead. Although it won't kill you on the spot, the tip of the needle contains an incredibly itchy poison that will spread from your forehead to your face. When you feel an unbearable itch and scratch it, even if you scratch your entire face raw, it won't provide any relief."

Yan Yun frowned immediately after hearing this, finding his description disgusting, and pushed the box away.

Although we don't know who invented these things, they are truly vicious.

"What? Does that sound malicious?"

Judging from Yan Yun's expression, he guessed what Yan Yun was thinking.

There's nothing wrong with being kind.

Unfortunately: "If he could save your life, then they would become treasures. That bamboo tube I gave you last time? It might be useful."

The bamboo tube proved useful, helping him escape his predicament.

But if possible, she hopes not to have to use it.

Seeing Yan Yun's silence, the other party knew she had used it.

He changed his tone and asked Yan Yun, "Are there any drawbacks?"

He moved closer to Yan Yun and asked her what she found inconvenient after using it.

What are the drawbacks of using bamboo tubes as weapons?

Yan Yun thought about it carefully and told him that the silver needles that flew out had to be retrieved from the corpse. Also, if they didn't hit some vital parts, the silver needles couldn't be retrieved, and the bamboo tube would become useless.

After Yan Yun finished speaking seriously, the other party thought about it carefully.

"It seems we need to make some more changes."

When Yan Yun heard him say he wanted to change it, he asked, "Did you do those things?"

She was a little curious.

After all, Yan Yun had no clue where the person in front of her came from. She wondered where he came from and why he was willing to teach her.

Seeing what Yan Yun was thinking, he simply told Yan Yun, "Don't ask too many questions."

He didn't tell Yan Yun everything. Ignoring Yan Yun's question, he did say, "It's been a while since we last met? Have your skills gotten rusty lately?"

Yan Yun also wanted to try. She squatted down and pulled down the robe worn by the person in front of her.

The other party did not expect Yan Yun to make a move, especially in such a despicable way, and reached out to grab the robe.

Yan Yun slipped past him and, taking advantage of the other man bending down, reached out directly to the black cloth covering his face.

Before her hand could even reach him, he grabbed her arm with a single palm strike, then swept his foot across Yan Yun's leg with clean, decisive movements, showing no hesitation whatsoever.

On the contrary, Yan Yun thought he had already taken the most unexpected move, but he still failed to succeed.

However, she was prepared. When the sweeping leg didn't reach her, she tried to attack the other person's feet, but when she reached out, she was kicked back directly.

She hooked her arm around his and pulled him onto the bookshelf. She stepped onto a low stool next to her, jumped up easily, and then delivered a flying kick to his head.

Unfortunately, her movements were too slow and clumsy, and the other person grabbed her foot in one go.

He raised his hand, and Yan Yun's hand, which was hooked around his, slipped down, leaving Yan Yun hanging upside down.

The long dress covered Yan Yun's face.

Yan Yun was immediately shocked and frightened. Although she had lived once before, the person in front of her was a man, and her long dress had fallen over.

Her voice was trembling.

"Put me down."

The other party complied and released Yan Yun.

Yan Yun fell directly to the ground.

Noticing Yan Yun's embarrassment at tugging at her long skirt, she asked, "You're wearing a skirt to launch a sneak attack?"

"You attacked me first."

Although Yan Yun retorted, he did take his words to heart: the dress was simply not convenient for movement.

Having made up her mind, Yan Yun also prepared to think of a way to modify this cumbersome long skirt.

Those staring at Yan Yun were practically fuming with rage at her earlier actions.

He said in a rough voice, "I didn't teach you how to strip people..."

Yan Yun also belatedly realized that his move was underhanded, but he still stubbornly insisted: "I just wanted to try out the idea."

Didn't it fail?

She wanted to ask him why he had also come to Yuanjing.

Instead of asking what she was going to say, the other person asked, "You have to keep moving all the time. If you relax, you'll become clumsy and won't be able to move at all."

Yan Yun nodded: "Understood."

"Try attacking me again."

Yan Yun got up and started again.

Unfortunately, the difference in strength was too great, and they couldn't even exchange three moves.

The maid outside heard the noise.

"Did you hear that? There's a noise coming from Miss's study."

"Go and see."

The two who realized something was wrong immediately looked towards the door.

"I am leaving."

The other party came quickly and left quickly. Before leaving, he took the bamboo tube he had given to Yan Yun before, leaving behind the box he brought this time.

Although the wooden box was unremarkable, the poisoned needles hidden inside, as he had described, made Yan Yun somewhat cautious.

She took the box and found something to tie it up.

The maids came over and saw Yan Yunzai: "Miss."

Yan Yun returned to her room and hid the box under her bed. She even tried to come in from outside the door to make sure no one would notice the box's location before she felt at ease.

She returned to her study and picked up her pen to write down what Mr. Yuan had said.

Knowing that Yan Yun was studying, Zheng Jihua rushed back and personally brought him soup.

"Ning'er, Father has brought the soup."

Yan Yun immediately covered his mouth and frowned.

Zheng Jihua's first reaction was to smell the soup, but he couldn't smell anything else. However, he noticed that Yan Yun's reaction was quite strong.

"Does Ning'er not like this taste?"

Yan Yun nodded.

Zheng Jihua immediately had the maid remove the mask. Seeing that Yan Yun was sweating profusely, she wanted to wipe it off for her, but then wondered why she was sweating so much and whether she should call a doctor to come and take a look.

He reached out his hand, but Yan Yun dodged it again, refusing to let him touch her.

Zheng Jihua looked at his hands with some helplessness and could only quietly stay by his side.

Wait until Yan Yun finishes writing.

Zheng Jihua instructed the maid to come in and serve him, and then went to the kitchen herself to prepare some snacks and bring them over. She only relaxed after seeing that Yan Yun had eaten some.

"Then Ning'er, get some rest. Father will take you to the academy tomorrow."

The next day, we went to the academy.

Yan Yun thought that Mr. Yuan would read what he had written, but the Xuan paper they submitted was simply placed aside, and Mr. Yuan did not look at it or comment on it on the spot.

Compared to the attention given to Yan Yun on the first day, no one mentioned him by name on the second day.

Yan Zhihe was still very attentive to Yan Yun, chatting with him back and forth. However, the guy who provoked Yan Yun and Yan Zhihe yesterday was not seen in the hall today.

Even those who had initially expressed reservations about Yan Yun's presence stopped saying a word and completely ignored her.

This would be better for Yan Yun.

Wait until Mr. Yuan's time is up.

Mr. Yuan took the stack of Xuan paper they had copied and left.

Today, as usual, I was assigned to copy something.

Yan Zhihe asked Yan Yunke if they wanted to write together?

Yan Yun shook his head.

She doesn't like being disturbed.

She tidied up the things on the table, and Yan Zhihe still followed her out.

When Yan Yun arrived at the side gate of the academy, a figure was already standing there outside the gate.

He was keeping an eye on the people coming out of the academy, and when he saw Yan Yun come out, his previously sullen face suddenly broke into a smile.

He raised his hand and waved in Yan Yun's direction.

Yan Yun didn't see it, but Yan Zhihe reminded him: "That person seems to be greeting you."

Yan Yun looked in the direction he was pointing.

Yun Yi walked over from that direction and called out, "Zheng Ning'er."

Yan Yun never expected to run into Yun Yi here.

Yun Yi walked directly in front of Yan Yun.

As soon as he approached, the two men Zheng Jihua had assigned to Yan Yun followed closely behind.

They looked at Yun Yi with some wariness.

"Please be careful, Miss."

Yun Yi took the initiative to explain his identity, "I am Chang Gucheng, the young master of Fulaiyun Mansion. I am also an old acquaintance of your young lady."