Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 181: Mid-Spring

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Chapter 181: Chapter 181: Mid-Spring

When young, you first topped the exam and returned triumphantly to the imperial city.

In winter, all the plans were exhausted, in spring, the star returned to its place. ๐™›๐“ป๐’†๐“ฎ๐’˜๐™š๐™—๐’๐™ค๐™ซ๐“ฎ๐’.๐“ฌ๐’๐™ข

February is the month of flowers, also known as mid-spring because February is middle spring.

The spring chill was biting.

Western Capital City, Imperial College, Womenโ€™s Dormitory 128.

"Ah Zhi, Huanhuan, the snow outside has melted, the sun has come out, soon Iโ€™ll take you to Qi Yun Courtyard to find the State Preceptor."

When mentioning the State Preceptor, the Little Fairyโ€™s brown eyes lit up instantly.

The one who made the suggestion was none other than the Thirteenth Princess Qinglian.

Ye Zhi, with her waist not even enough to fill one hand, lazily leaned against the carved headboard, covered with a warm blanket, her face shimmering like water, she opened her mouth to refuse: "No, itโ€™s too cold, I wonโ€™t go out. Itโ€™s rare to have a Mu Jia day today, going home is troublesome, itโ€™s cold on the road, Iโ€™d rather stay in the dorm."

She turned around and shrank her head completely into the hibiscus quilt, appearing just like a timid turtle.

Huanhuan glanced at her with annoyance: "The sun has long risen, you even skipped breakfast just for sleep, and youโ€™re still sleeping."

The person hiding in the hibiscus quilt indicated: not listening, not listening.

Qinglian also hadnโ€™t gotten up yet, lying on the bed, her small body curled up in the blanket, revealing a delicate little face: "Todayโ€™s weather is nice, not as cold as yesterday. Ah Zhi, didnโ€™t you want to go to Qi Yun Courtyard before? The State Preceptor agreed, so I thought Iโ€™d take you and Huanhuan there today."

Only the three of them were currently in dormitory 128, all lying in bed.

Another roommate, Su Qingโ€™e, lived in the Capital City. Her father was a fourth-rank magistrate. After school, yesterday afternoon, she sat in the carriage that came to pick her up and went back to the manor.

Every Mu Jia, she returned home~

Liu Qingxi had the protagonistโ€™s aura and thrived in the Imperial College, maneuvering among the Crown Prince and Li Du and others. Ye Zhi wasnโ€™t afraid to face her directly. Last time, she slapped her, the Crown Prince also got to know, and since then, he did not hide his disdain for Ye Zhi in his eyes.

Ye Zhi declared: Come, with the Little Traitor in hand, I own the world, no worries.

It was also the effect of that slap, Liu Qingxi no longer caused trouble.

Ye Zhi turned over and said to the Little Fairy on the adjacent bed: "Qinglian, did the State Preceptor say who would be chosen as a disciple? Wasnโ€™t it said that it would be announced this year? The year has long passed, I guess, it must be Xiao Chen."

Where there are women, there are gossips.

Being able to enter Qi Yun Courtyard as a disciple, all ten students were chosen by the discerning eyes of the State Preceptor, possessing extraordinary qualifications. Li Du and the Crown Prince also eagerly signed up to participate, but the results were unbearable to watch; both were eliminated...

One was the son of the National Guardian General, and the other was the current Crown Prince.

No mercy was shown at all.

Because of this, Emperor Jingping looked sullenly and resentfully at the Little State Preceptor: "Wanmu, do you have something against me? Why didnโ€™t you choose the Crown Prince as your disciple?"

Quickly say, why didnโ€™t you choose my son? You must give an explanation.

Pei Wanmuโ€™s expression remained unchanged, calmly said: "Fu Xiโ€™s Eight Diagrams, Qian One and Dui Two, emphasize heavenly secrets, the Crown Prince has no fate, forcibly joining will only backfire."

The Emperor could do nothing but give up.

The melon-eating crowds were all anticipating, out of the ten disciples, who could win the crown and break through the encirclement.

The Little Fairyโ€™s lips slightly curved, her white, tender face full of radiant energy, quite proud, she softly said: "I know, I asked the State Preceptor a few days ago, he said it was Xiao Chen."

Pei Wanmuโ€™s original words were: "Among these people, Shen Chen has excellent qualifications, but it still needs careful consideration."

And what the Little Fairy told her fellow sisters was about Shen Chen, after all, the State Preceptor only mentioned Xiao Chenโ€™s name.