Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 245: That State Preceptor Is So Stingy

Ye Zhi leaned on the desk, a face full of gossip: "Ah, they’re finally going to announce it. It better be Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen is so good at studying and trains diligently with the State Preceptor. Qinglian, did you secretly inquire about it?"

Considering the previous incident, Qinglian refrained from asking further, fearing the State Preceptor might be annoyed, and shook her head, indicating no.

Ye Zhi, still leaning on the desk, changed her posture to rest her face in her hands, speaking dispassionately: "Then the State Preceptor is too stingy. Whether spoken early or late, it’s all the same."

The tone was filled with hopes for success.

The Little Traitor was indifferent, fearing that she might overthink, and neatly packed away the dried ink scroll of the "Analects" Taibo Chapter. She gracefully stood up and walked to Ye Zhi’s side, casually saying: "Ah Zhi, there’s no need to worry. No matter if I’m chosen or not, I’m satisfied with the result."

Shen Chen lost both parents at a young age, and his closest grandfather saw him as a jinx. Since becoming sensible, he has been inherently aloof. His current life is good; whether or not he becomes the State Preceptor’s closed-door disciple, he is still one of the ten disciples in Qi Yun Courtyard. This slight difference is insignificant to him.

Huanhuan, with her Near Fragrance Bun hairstyle, stretched lazily: "Mm-hmm, the State Preceptor is frail, his face often pale, not born sturdy. I doubt whether his martial arts are truly exceptional or just a rumor. When I grow up, I must spar with the State Preceptor. You all quickly tidy up; let’s go eat."

The young girl wearing a cloud silk gown in bright blue with butterfly patterns, with a Near Fragrance Bun hairstyle, was the first to walk towards the study’s entrance.

The rest of the companions followed.

The Little Fairy was at the back, her brown eyes observing her friends ahead, her face tender and fresh as an unopened water lily, spotless.

She moved her lips, wanting to speak, but swallowed the words.

The State Preceptor’s words from two days ago echoed in her mind: The selected person will follow me to Dragon Tiger Mountain for four years.

If Xiao Chen is chosen, wanting to become the State Preceptor’s disciple requires going to Dragon Tiger Mountain and only returning to the capital four years later.

Ah Zhi, once she knows, would wonder if she would anticipate like she does now.

With light steps, she caught up with the group ahead.

Upon arriving at Shishang Residence, not much of the food was left. The Yangzhou chef’s specialty dish, sweet and sour ribs, surprisingly still had more than half a bowl remaining.

Opportunity knocks rarely~

Huanhuan quickly grabbed three portions with Ye Zhi and the Little Fairy.

Compared to the girls’ speed and agility, the boys clearly lacked energy, maintaining the elegant demeanor of young gentlemen, they slowly approached.

All six sat down, and started eating one bite at a time.

Liu Qingxi, who came to the eatery later than usual due to copying book sentences, was not particularly interested in the eatery’s food and casually grabbed a portion of lion’s head meatball, stir-fried cabbage, along with amber-colored sweet and sour ribs.

Glancing around, there were a few empty seats. While hesitating where to sit, she saw Ye Zhi and the others in the corner of her eye.

The young girl in apricot yellow, embroidered with trailing rose on a silk jacket, appeared fresh as a budding lotus.

Recalling the incident last time at the eatery when she had fought with her, their enmity was already settled.

Liu Qingxi decided not to hold back, and as her gaze fell on her food plate, an idea formed slowly in her mind. Her lips turned upwards, revealing a mischievous smile.

She stepped on peony embroidery shoes, her steps were light, gracefully passing by Ye Zhi’s side, pretending her foot slipped, overturning her food plate onto the little girl in the apricot yellow, embroidered silk jacket with trailing rose.

Indeed, it was on Ye Zhi...

The sound of the food plate hitting the ground rang out, "Clang."