Crown Jewels

Chapter 9

It turned out to be such an effect in the end, which was beyond Gu Baozhu's expectation.

Guanghua's mind had been in the brief confrontation at the banquet in the palace, and she vaguely saw through it.

But the confrontation is too tiring, she has always been too lazy to toss and is unwilling to accept her tricks.

Gu Baozhu really didn't know what happened today.

It can only be said that he just happened to meet the head of the mountain, and wanted to mention something about his favorite student.

Sensing Qi Yuan's enlightenment, Lu Jiuxi raised his eyebrows in a good mood, his eyes were deep, and he said slowly:
"Teacher, so preaching and teaching karma to solve doubts, hahaha, wonderful! Wonderful!"

The bell in the academy rang, and everyone saw the head of the mountain away, and they all got together in twos and threes to get out of the teaching room, ready to go to the public kitchen next to the room.

Fu Sinian was carrying an extra inkstone and was about to send it back to the living room. Song Yan was walking beside him.

"Hey, do you think Guanghua County Lord is really good-looking, beautiful and kind-hearted!"

Song Yan glanced casually and raised his brows lightly. He realized that the person who said this was the embarrassed scholar who was walking ahead and didn't answer the question in class today.

Then, another scholar echoed and tentatively suggested:
"The princess of Guanghua County is soft and beautiful, and the princess of Nanping County is bright and beautiful. The two of them can form an ancient twin sister."

After speaking, he couldn't help but excitedly said: "How about it, I'm still Gu Shuangshu, I'm really talented."

Fu Sinian, who was beside him, saw that Song Yan suddenly didn't speak, but just lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. He looked thoughtfully at the two gossiping people in front of him, then tentatively raised the inkstone in his hand, and gestured towards Song Yan. Casually said:

"Song Yan, look at this Helan inkstone of mine, it emits ink quickly, does not stagnate, is durable, and is even as famous as the Duan inkstone."

"You said, is it worthy of my title as a scholar of the Ancient Academy? Ah, is it worthy?"

Fu Sinian stared at Song Yan with interest, lowering his voice slightly.

Listening carefully, it actually brought out some coaxing meaning, like a hunter waiting for the prey to throw the net automatically.

Song Yan came back to his senses, and met Fu Sinian's big face suddenly approaching, and the three words "worthy or not" repeated in his ear, subconsciously, he stuck out his lips without hesitation.

"Unworthy—"

His tone was low and determined.

Afterwards, he met Fu Sinian's astonished, shocked, grievance-filled eyes, as if he was silently reprimanding him for his ruthlessness.

Song Yan froze for a moment, suddenly realized his lack of focus, glanced at the inkstone he held up in front of his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly and tentatively said:

"Well - of course, worthy of -?"

Song Yan felt a little dizzy when he saw Fu Sinian's eyes full of deep meaning.

Just when he was about to calmly accept Fu Sinian's unreasonable troublemaking, the man's attitude suddenly changed from rain to sunshine, and he leaned in front of him with interest in his eyes, and the flames of gossip were slowly burning.

"Hey—brother?"

"Honestly, do you also feel—"

"Isn't the Lord of Guanghua County worthy of the title of Gu Shuangshu?"

After finishing speaking, his eyes were bright, and he raised his jaw towards himself in anticipation.

Song Yan was vigilant when he heard the words, and asked calmly:
"So, what do you want to say?"

Song Yan didn't answer his question directly.

At this time, Fu Sinian didn't care about his evasive attitude, and he didn't know what he thought of, so he snorted a little foolishly, and then sighed softly.

"Hey—do you feel that?"

There was a pause in his words, and he licked his lips stupidly for a moment, with a weird expression on his face.

Sensing his friend's gaffe, Song Yan became a bit interested, and said to save face:
"What do you think?"

Fu Sinian said in a low voice with seriousness when he heard the words:

"Do you think that the female student sitting next to Princess Nanping is still..."

The face of the woman Yuanshan Handai appeared in my mind, her demeanor was cold like ink and wash outlined by mountains and rivers.

Fu Sinian smirked again, and finally said the second half of the sentence.

"It's also quite tasty!"

Fu Sinian's silly face even with the rippling curve of his mouth hadn't receded completely before he noticed the cold eyes in front of him, and when he raised his eyes, it was Song Yan's drooping eyes with no emotion.

"Hey, why are you so boring!"

Fu Sinian pushed and shoved Song Yanba in retaliation, and then closed his mouth resentfully.

Although it felt a little boring, but also realized that it was still in the academy, so judging their female classmates in broad daylight, it seemed...

Well, there is still something inappropriate!
Realizing this, Fu Sinian widened his eyes wisely, and then tightened his mouth, Song Yan was amused by his stupidity.

……

It was night, the moon was as cool as water, half a cold cake was placed on the table beside the bed, Song Yan embraced the quilt and fell asleep in the academy dormitory.

In the dream world, it was raining heavily, and there were not many pedestrians on the road. Song Yan walked aimlessly forward, and was surprised to find two familiar figures under the blue-gray eaves.

That is... Song Yan and Gu Baozhu in the dream,

Song Yan stood quietly, watching the interaction between the two.

The sound of pattering rain made him unable to hear clearly what he said in the dream, but his expression was very familiar.

When we first met, I was seriously apprehensive, even with some humble prayers.

Seeing this, Song Yan could not bear to move his eyes away, and cursed inwardly as he looked at the bead curtain made of falling raindrops.

After adjusting his mood, Song Yan looked over coldly again.

Seeing this, Tieqing's face almost didn't collapse. He really didn't expect that there is no humbleness, only more humbleness!

Even though he was humble just now, at least there was some light in his eyes.

But now he was watching with cold eyes, the light of expectation slowly dimmed a bit with every word Gu Baozhu said.

Even at the end, he saw in his eyes...

Unbelievable, sad!And, the... self-doubt that leads to destruction!
The sound of Yuzhu falling to the ground seemed to open some kind of restriction.

The words of the woman in the dream, every word and every sentence, entered my ears, and the words were clearly pronounced so that he did not miss a single word.

"Song Yan, why do you think you are worthy of me? In the final analysis, you are just the son of a merchant who does not seek to make progress without meritorious deeds; why do you think you are better than Huyan Uwei?"

The woman pursed her red lips lightly, and every word she uttered was cruel and heavy enough to turn the boy's entire world upside down, forcing him to fall into deep doubt and inferiority complex towards himself.

Her cruelty doesn't stop there.

"Besides your face, Song Yan, what else do you think you can do? I treat you differently, but it's just that I was seduced by your face when I was young, but now, you even have this face that is enough to make you feel like you The face you are so proud of is probably not as good as Uwe..."

Song Yan followed the woman's line of sight, and carefully looked at his own face covered by the rain curtain. On the originally flat skin of his right cheek, there was a finger-length scar, which was ferocious and barbaric, making the boy unable to see his original beauty.

But even so, after the woman finished speaking, she raised her chin proudly, stepped into the rain with pride, and didn't bother to look at the man again.

(End of this chapter)