"Han Chi Yan, what are you doing? Let go quickly..." Gu Ming Yan roared.
What kind of princess is this? So vulgar, overbearing, and bossy. It's a waste of her demure appearance.
Seeing this, the old Marquis laughed heartily, "Girl, twist him hard. Don't worry, this brat is sturdy. He won't break!"
Gu Ming Yan: "..."
You really are my biological father.
Han Chi Yan glared with her almond-shaped eyes and leaned closer to Gu Ming Yan, "I told you to stop the carriage!"
"Han Chi Yan, I advise you to behave yourself!" Gu Ming Yan broke free from Han Chi Yan. Because they were too close just now, a unique fragrance still lingered in his nostrils.
Since childhood, he had never been so close to a woman...
Han Chi Yan's chest heaved with anger, "Gu Ming Yan, you, you are simply terrible!"
Regardless of whether the person she saw was Jiao Jiao or not, she needed to confirm it. He wouldn't even satisfy such a small request. This Gu monkey was too narrow-minded and had no gentlemanly demeanor...
"Qing Lan, continue driving!" Gu Ming Yan raised his eyebrows, ignoring Han Chi Yan.
Seeing this, the old Marquis's eyes darted back and forth between his son and Princess Yan'er. He suddenly thought of a plot from a storybook.
Usually, handsome men and beautiful women who become enemies upon their first meeting would eventually develop into lovers...
The old Marquis even thought of their future children's names.
"Should we name him Gu Jun Sheng, or Gu Shu Lin?" the old Marquis muttered to himself.
"What?" Gu Ming Yan was completely bewildered.
How did his father become so eccentric after not seeing him for a while...
The old Marquis chuckled, "It's nothing, it's nothing. You two keep bickering. I enjoy watching!"
Han Chi Yan: "..."
The carriage soon drove into the courtyard of Pingyang Marquis's mansion. Gu Ming Yan jumped off the carriage, asked Steward Zhou to find a doctor for Hugeshuang'er, arranged rooms for the two women, and then went to attend to his own affairs.
Meanwhile, Han Chi Jiao, sitting in Cui Xiang Lou, was also confused.
She thought she had just seen her sister...
Was this a hallucination?
"Sister Han, why aren't you eating?" Little Xi Tian scooped a spoonful of sweet corn for Han Chi Jiao and asked curiously, "Sister Han, you just said you would eat three days' worth of meals, why aren't you picking up your chopsticks now?"
Han Chi Jiao came back to her senses, "No, no, it's nothing. I suddenly don't feel very hungry..."
If the person in the carriage was indeed her sister, did that mean she would be returning to the grasslands soon?
She truly didn't want to go back now.
The spring air was chilly, and all things were growing. The county seat in the south was already feeling the warmth of the spring breeze...
The snow at the entrance of Bocai Academy had melted. In sunny spots, one could even see blades of grass sprouting small green buds, swaying their little heads in the warm breeze.
In a classroom, Minister of Rites, Lord Feng, personally lectured the students, and even Dean Fan came to observe...
Outside the windows and doors, a large group of students listened to the lecture like a pile of stacked roosters, almost breaking the door panels.
Yun Jinhe sat upright at his desk, looking straight ahead, feeling a surge of excitement in his heart.
To be able to hear Minister Feng lecture in this lifetime was such an honor...
Yang Jingrui, the son of Prime Minister Yang, was also in the classroom. The top three students in the grand examination were about to depart for the capital. Minister Feng, in his old age, spoke at length.
As the lecture neared its end, he glanced at Yun Jinhe and instructed, "Students who are going to the capital, pack your luggage when you get back. We will depart the day after tomorrow. The journey will take more than ten days. By the time we reach the capital, it will be just in time for the Imperial Academy to open..."
Minister Feng said this to remind Yun Jinhe that this was a rare opportunity and he should not miss it.
Because Dean Fan had told Minister Feng that Jinhe was worried about his tuition fees and had even given up the idea of attending the Imperial Academy. Therefore, Minister Feng secretly planned to cover Jinhe's fees first...
After all, he was a man who valued talent.
After leaving the academy, Yun Jinhe returned to his lodging and took two white medicinal tablets.
For the past few days, he had been feeling congested in his nose and his throat was itchy. The white medicinal tablets were prepared by his aunt before he left home, and they were very effective after taking them...
Just as he was about to pull the covers over his head and sleep, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.
Yun Jinhe sat up from the kang, got off the bed, put on his shoes, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw his fourth uncle entering with Murong Qing.
"Haha, Jinhe, do you miss your fourth uncle!" Yun Siman stepped forward and patted Yun Jinhe's head.
Yun Jinhe's eyes widened. He looked at Murong Qing, then at his fourth uncle, and exclaimed in surprise, "You, you guys, how did you get here?"
Didn't Miss Murong go to the State of Chen with Sister Fang'er? Did they return so quickly?
"You brat, don't you want your fourth uncle to visit you?" Yun Siman crossed his arms and looked at Yun Jinhe resentfully, "Since you don't welcome your fourth uncle, then your fourth uncle will take Miss Murong and leave..."
Saying that, Yun Siman pulled Miss Murong Qing and walked towards the exit.
Yun Jinhe smiled helplessly, quickly stepped forward to stop them, "Come in quickly. We don't have any tea at home. I'll pour you some plain boiled water, cough cough..."
Murong Qing put down her luggage and looked around the room, feeling quite satisfied.
It seemed that even without her, Jinhe could take good care of himself.
"Are you sick?" Murong Qing took the water cup and reached out to feel Yun Jinhe's forehead.
It was very hot, and his complexion wasn't good either...
Yun Jinhe smiled slightly, "I get a runny nose and cough every spring. I've already taken medicine, it's nothing serious!"
Upon hearing this, Murong Qing sighed and pushed Yun Jinhe to the edge of the kang, "Rest here. I'll go make you a bowl of soup to warm your stomach, make you sweat, and you'll be fine after a good sleep!"
Yun Siman, with a pipe of dried tobacco in his mouth, watched the interaction between the two young people and suddenly missed Xin Ling...
He had originally returned to the village to have a happy New Year and cultivate his relationship with Xin Ling, but he hadn't expected so many detours along the way.
"Sister Fang'er has returned to the village, and Fourth Brother will also leave tomorrow!"
At the dinner table, Murong Qing placed a piece of fatty pork into Yun Jinhe's bowl and asked directly, "Has anything happened during the time the academy has been in session?"
Yun Jinhe paused his eating. He had intended to mention the matter of the Imperial Academy, but the words stopped at his lips, and he swallowed them back, "No, nothing happened!"
"Is it really nothing?" Murong Qing looked suspicious.
Just now, when she was tidying up the study, she saw an admission notice from the Imperial Academy on the table, and she understood what had happened...
Yun Jinhe ate his meal in silence.
Seeing his nephew in low spirits, Yun Siman was about to comfort him when he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves from outside the door.