Die For Life

"Let's have breakfast together, Shuiyun Palace."

The next morning, Concubine Zongli was still waiting downstairs in the dormitory. She was mentally prepared. Whether Ming Shuiyun ignored her and walked away or lost her temper, she had countermeasures.

Yesterday, Ming Shuiyun suddenly ran away during class, and did not come to her for tuition at night. A group of Anguo Tea Party held an emergency meeting, believing that it was because they took away her battle cards that Ming Shuiyun had a small mood.

After all, Ming Shuiyun is a little younger than them, and they can understand that girls of this age have a bad temper.

Although Ming Shuiyun is also seventeen years old this year, most of the students in the Imperial Academy are around the age of 20 years old. After graduation from middle schools like Qian Yuya and Li Ying, they are admitted to the Imperial Academy seamlessly. Less-As mentioned earlier, each person can only take three entrance exams at the Imperial Academy. Therefore, most students will spend one year in Yanjing for review. This is the best rhythm for the first time at the age of 20 and the second time at the age of twenty.

Not to mention Concubine Zong Li in the second grade and Long Xiaoyuan in the third grade, even the other first-year classmates are two or three years older than Ming Shuiyun. The age gap brings not only the ‘generation gap’, but also the ‘tolerance’-they all treat Ming Shuiyun as a younger sister, and naturally allow her little willfulness.

Concubine Zong Li has already figured out the wording. If Shuiyun Palace is still reluctant, they plan to cancel the noon garden study session and change it to the rest time of Shuiyun Palace. She can play whatever game she wants—but That's all, the rest of the time Shuiyun Palace still has to go to class and study honestly.

They also knew that the Shuiyun Palace suddenly became tired of learning, and the reason was nothing more than that they pressed too hard, but is there any wise man in the world who is greedy for fun? Is there a Mingjun playing cards? Is there an ignorant emperor?

The reason Shuiyun Palace resisted was because she was young and couldn't understand their hard work, and she didn't understand that what she carried on her shoulders was a brilliant future.

What's more, what's the difficulty of learning to read? Isn't it very easy?

On the contrary, it was Shuiyun Palace's love to play cards and rest that made them feel inexplicable. They all used reading to rest.

It’s worth mentioning that the Battle Card Research Association of the Tactics Department is basically the bottom end of the imperial court’s contempt chain. Those people who gather around to play cards to study the balance of tactics often don’t like to participate in group activities. Indulging in boring card duels, most people think that they are not doing their jobs properly and are inferior to the students of the imperial academy.

It is already the biggest concession of the ‘Anguo Tea Party’ to allow Shuiyun Palace to splurge on the noon break.

"Let's go, Senior Sister Zong."

Ming Shuiyun carried the book bag, smiled and took the initiative to take the arm of Concubine Zong Li, more enthusiastic than the previous days. Concubine Zong Li was a little surprised, but didn't say much. After breakfast with her, she supervised her early reading until the first class in the morning.

Ming Shuiyun was no different in class, as if she didn't absent class at all and escaped yesterday. But many people have seen the scene of her escape yesterday. The running in the setting sun is a fragment of the queen's youth, so everyone is secretly paying attention to Shuiyun Palace's every move.

To put it lightly is to pay attention to beautiful girls; to put it seriously, it is to collect the dark history of the future queen.

Don’t say anything else, when you’re old, you can force your grandson to force, “Grandpa, I used to hear the queen fart in the classroom, her voice is like a sword out of its sheath, it deserves to be the queen’s posture, farting is extraordinary”... Just to increase some conversational resources, it is worthy of their attention to Ming Shuiyun.

In the second class in the morning, Long Xiaoyuan also came. She sat next to Ming Shuiyun, holding Ming Shuiyun's hand anxiously, and whispered, "Shuiyun Palace, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ming Shuiyun shook his head: "Don't worry about me, I just..."

"Shhh." Long Xiaoyuan pressed her lips and shook her head: "You don't need to mention what happened yesterday. It's not your fault, it's ours. We didn't consider it well. For you, we made The study plan may be too onerous... the noon study will be cancelled. You can play whatever you want. If you like to play cards, we can also play cards with you."

Ming Shuiyun couldn't help feeling a little moved, but when she thought of Qin Leyin's plan, she shook her head: "Senior Long, I already have a better idea. It's about to go to class now, I'll tell you later."

"Okay." Long Xiaoyuan nodded his head: "Just say anything, don't hold it in your heart. We are all just for the better development of your body and mind in Shuiyun Palace, and you will never be hurt in any way. "

"You can put forward any requirements, and we will try our best to meet your needs. Not to mention it is time. As long as you need Shuiyun Palace, we are willing to dedicate everything to you."

Ming Shuiyun suddenly asked, "Really? Are you really willing to dedicate everything to me?"

"Of course." Long Xiaoyuan said seriously: "As long as you want it, as long as I have it."

At this time, the teacher entered the classroom. Ming Shuiyun stopped speaking, writing notes seriously in class, and occasionally asked Long Xiaoyuan questions in a low voice. Long Xiaoyuan suddenly felt a sense of surprise as his daughter is sensible, and smiled for Shuiyun Palace. To answer your questions, look at the side face of Shuiyun Palace when you have time. The more you look at it, the more you feel that Shuiyun Palace has the appearance of a prince, and it will surely be Shaoxing shining, and he is a host worthy of following!

The second class ends, and it's noon. Long Xiaoyuan said: "Shuiyun Palace, there is already someone in the canteen to help you line up for a meal. Let's eat now."

In all fairness, Anguo Tea Party really paid a lot to Ming Shuiyun. They hardly let Ming Shuiyun waste any time in their daily life, reading, doing homework, and studying. They all send people special counseling, and strive to let Ming Shuiyun absorb knowledge most efficiently~www.wuxiaspot.com~If it weren't for Mingshui Yun's bedroom was not easy to enter, and the Anguo Tea Party wanted Concubine Zong Li to help Ming Shuiyun wash it in vain.

Of course they wouldn't let Ming Shuiyun do things like queuing in the dining hall.

"Thank you, but I have to go to dinner later today." Ming Shuiyun smiled.

"Huh? Shuiyun Palace, can't rest yet?" Long Xiaoyuan was a little puzzled: "There are still classes in the afternoon. If you fail to eat hot meals at noon, it will affect your afternoon state..."

Ming Shuiyun shook his head. Suddenly, he turned over and turned directly out of the first row, which immediately attracted the attention of other students-why are you turning over the table after class is over?

Ming Shuiyun strode to the teaching altar, facing the sight of dozens of students in the classroom, his heart jumped up suddenly, and his legs were a little soft.

"If you are nervous, draw three herringbone characters on your palms, and then eat them." Qin Yueyang's instructions sounded in her ears.

She hurriedly lowered her head and drew three characters on the palm of her hand, then covered her mouth to eat, and suddenly felt her body relaxed. She took a deep breath, took out the manuscript written by Qin Yueyang from the bag, and read aloud to the manuscript:

"Hello everyone, this is Ming Shuiyun. Next, I want to announce a very important thing."

The students who were about to rush to the dining hall stopped, and the students who packed their notebooks also sat down again. Long Xiaoyuan and others looked at Ming Shuiyun blankly, not knowing what she was going to do.

"This matter is complicated and very complicated, and simple but also very simple."

Ming Shuiyun picked up the chalk and wrote two characters on the blackboard.

"Fundraising."

"This word, written as fundraising, is pronounced as borrowing money."

Speaking of this, Ming Shuiyun didn't give herself any retreat at all, patted her chest and said loudly:

"I, Ming Shuiyun, borrow money!"