Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

“Why are you still carrying your own book box? Even if the maid is pretty, you can't spoil her like this!”

Isn't it forbidden to bring maids to the academy...

Can't bring maids...

Maid...?

Two thunderbolts struck Chu Youyi's heart in quick succession.

A feeling of shame and indignation rose within her!

My disguise as a man has been exposed! And I've been mistaken for a maid?

Fang Zheng Yi smiled, still unaware of the problem.

Isn't it normal for me, Fang Zheng Yi, to bring a maid when I go out?

It wasn't until a pain shot through his waist that he couldn't help but glance sideways.

He saw Chu Youyi's face as red as a steamed crab, glaring at him fiercely.

Trembling, she questioned: “It's... it's all your fault! Who told you to dress like this!”

Fang Zheng Yi chuckled: “Wouldn't I be embarrassing you if I dressed poorly?”

“Now I'm the only one losing face!!!”

Since she was a child, everyone except her sister had indulged and accommodated her. Today, she was actually mistaken for a maid!

It was simply unreasonable and unforgivable!

The young master who had greeted them earlier walked over, still chattering: “Brother, does the headmaster allow us to bring maids or not? If I had known, I would have brought one too.”

Is he never going to stop!

Inferiority... an intense feeling of inferiority she had never experienced before was frantically assaulting Chu Youyi's spirit.

She lowered her head and gasped for breath.

What? Do I really look that much like a maid?!

Fang Zheng Yi rolled his eyes: “What kind of talk is that? I'm a page! This is my young master.”

“Page?” The young master looked at Fang Zheng Yi suspiciously, then turned his gaze to Chu Youyi.

Chu Youyi raised her head and glared at him fiercely: “Do I look like a m... Young Master Lu?”

“You... Youyi? Why are you here at the academy too?” Young Master Lu was also dumbfounded.

Chu Youyi's heart was in turmoil, and she stammered: “Yes... I'm here to study at the academy. The headmaster said it was okay...”

Fang Zheng Yi found it amusing and asked: “Oh, you two know each other? What a coincidence?”

Young Master Lu suddenly turned his head, his face unfriendly, and said: “Shut up! Do you even have the right to speak here?”

“A servant, with no sense of propriety! Who gave you the audacity to wear Confucian robes?”

Oh? A classic change of face!

Fang Zheng Yi chuckled, his eyes darting back and forth between Young Master Lu and Chu Youyi.

Judging from Chu Youyi's expression, she must be very familiar with him, maybe even secretly in love with him!

But this pretty boy probably isn't a good person either. He's seen plenty of people like this.

These face-changing geniuses, who don't treat their servants like people, usually have terrible character.

Seeing Fang Zheng Yi grinning foolishly, Young Master Lu became even angrier and scolded: “I'm asking you a question! Are you deaf, you dog slave? Who told you to dress like this?”

Chu Youyi quickly stopped him: “Young Master Lu, he's my...”

“Youyi, don't speak. I'll teach your servant a lesson for you. Look at him, grinning and clueless about his place. If you're so lenient, who knows how arrogant he'll become in the future!” Young Master Lu said coldly: “Since when does a servant walk in front of his master?”

Fang Zheng Yi wasn't angry either, and replied with a smile.

“Fuck your mother.”

The simplest cursing, the ultimate enjoyment.

Although he didn't know what this kid's background was, Fang Zheng Yi was very unhappy now!

He could see through this kind of guy with one glance. He's all bark and no bite, with no real ability, especially since he's just a newbie at the academy.

A little punk like him, he could crush ten of them with one hand. What's he bragging about?

As soon as the curse came out!

Young Master Lu was stunned in place, his brain in chaos.

What did he just say? Fuck your mother? Since he was a child, he had never heard anyone around him utter such vulgar words, right?

After savoring it carefully, Young Master Lu's blood rushed to his head, and he said angrily: “How dare a lowly servant like you curse at me?”

“Idiot.” Fang Zheng Yi added another sentence, pronouncing each word clearly.

Chu Youyi was also panicked, never expecting Fang Zheng Yi to start cursing as soon as he opened his mouth, and cursing so vulgarly!

That's not right. He was clearly polite yesterday.

He also has a handsome appearance. It's unbelievable to hear such words coming from his mouth.

Young Master Lu's nostrils flared, and he rolled up his sleeves, preparing to rush forward. Chu Youyi hurriedly said: “Fang Tangjing! What nonsense are you talking about! Are you having another episode? Young Master Lu, he's sick in the head, a brain disease! Don't pay attention to him! It's almost time, let's go into the academy quickly.”

After speaking, Chu Youyi hurriedly dragged Fang Zheng Yi away, leaving Young Master Lu standing there dumbfounded....

The two hurriedly walked towards the academy. Chu Youyi was both ashamed and angry, and scolded: “Are you crazy! Why did you curse at Young Master Lu? Did you come here to be a page or to cause trouble for me? You don't need to come with me tomorrow, I'll find someone else!”

“Second Miss... my ancestral star...”

Chu Youyi felt a headache. No matter what, she felt like she owed Fang Zheng Yi.

After all, she had released his ancestral star with just one sentence.

“Alright! Alright! Don't do it again! I'll help you cover it up this time. When the time comes, I'll just say you have a brain disease and fool him. You cooperate with me a little.”

“You've really caused me a lot of trouble! Have you ever thought about how I'm going to face Young Master Lu in the future after you said such nasty things?!” Chu Youyi complained incessantly: “Look at how angry you made him, his face red and his neck thick!”

Fang Zheng Yi smiled slightly: “Three words, warm him all day long.”

Chu Youyi stopped and stared blankly at Fang Zheng Yi: “Are you really sick in the head?”

“Hey, Second Miss, he clearly cursed at me first. What's wrong with me cursing him back? Aren't servants people too?” Fang Zheng Yi shrugged.

Chu Youyi said angrily: “Yes! Servants are people too! But can you afford to offend him? His father is a licentiate. Aren't you afraid he'll find someone to beat you up? You'll have nowhere to appeal then!”

Licentiate? Heh, I treat licentiates like cattle and horses!

Fang Zheng Yi replied nonchalantly: “Second Miss, are you very familiar with him? What's his name?”

“His name is Lu Xiuwen. My father goes to visit his family several times every year, and we've also met a few times during spring outings.”

“Second Miss, I think that kid has a thing for you!”

“Don't talk nonsense!” Chu Youyi's pretty face blushed slightly.

Tsk tsk tsk!

You're done for, you've fallen in love!

Fang Zheng Yi shook his head helplessly. Judging by her expression, she's clearly smitten with him. The little girl has terrible taste!

However, it was indeed a problem that he cursed at that kid just now out of anger.

His people haven't arrived yet. It wouldn't be worth it if he got beaten up on the street these few days.

He had to solve this problem.

As they spoke, the two had already entered the academy. Fang Zheng Yi took out a wine jar from the book box and handed it to Chu Youyi, saying: “This is the wine the Eldest Miss gave to the headmaster. You can give it to him yourself after class.”

Chu Youyi's eyes slanted and her nose twisted in anger: “Shouldn't you be the one to deliver it?”

It's a heavy, broken wine jar. I have to carry it?

“Second Miss, of course you have to deliver the gift yourself to show sincerity. What kind of business is it if I deliver it? Take it!” Fang Zheng Yi stuffed the wine jar and books and other chores to Chu Youyi without explanation, and then asked: “Then what do I do during your classes?”

Outrageous! Did she find a page? She found a master for herself!

If she had known it would be like this, she wouldn't have let him pick any damn stars!

Chu Youyi endured her anger and pointed to a place not far away: “There are rooms for pages to stay, or you can go to other empty places and wait for me to find you after class at noon!”

Fang Zheng Yi nodded and walked away on his own.

When he arrived at the room, there were already many pages sitting there. When Fang Zheng Yi suddenly entered, it was as if a crane had entered a flock of chickens.

All the pages couldn't help but feel a little nervous. They had been chatting with each other, but they instantly fell silent.

Fang Zheng Yi glanced around, pointed casually, and said sternly: “You! Which young master's page are you?”

The page said tremblingly: “Wang... Wenliang, Young Master Wang. May I ask who you are, sir?”

“Hey! Wenliang, ah, I was wondering why you looked so familiar. Go make me a pot of tea.”

The page breathed a sigh of relief: “Alright, sir, please wait a moment.”