Chapter 9

"May I ask who you are, Miss?" Lin Yudie was obviously timid of this kind of evil force, and she couldn't help being a little cowardly when she saw that the woman was full of viciousness.

The poorly dressed woman raised her eyebrows and said, "The current head of the Calligraphy and Painting Hall is me, the daughter of the prefect—Zhuang Wanruo. By the way, you were the one who said you would join our Calligraphy and Painting Hall just now?"

Zhuang Wanruo suddenly became gentler, and when she spoke to Lin Yudie, her voice that pretended to be gentle but gave people goosebumps made people want to hit the wall.

"Hello Master Wanruo, the two of us sincerely want to join the Calligraphy and Painting Hall!" Lin Yudie said to Zhuang Wanruo with a serious face, puffing out her chest seriously.

"If you really want to join, that's good! I'll let you join, but there is one requirement before the members of our calligraphy and painting hall enter the hall! Come, bring two bowls." Zhuang Wanruo said to the soft and thin woman The woman roared, "These two bowls come here."

"Yes...it's the hall master!" The feather-like woman stumbled and fetched two bowls with a nervous expression on her face.

"This is?" Yi Ling asked, looking at the two bowls in front of him in some puzzlement.

"This is the rule for entering our calligraphy and painting hall. Before entering the hall, blood must be sworn in as an alliance!" Zhuang Wanruo took out a short knife from his sleeve and scratched at his fingers, and the bright red blood just dripped into the bowls In the middle of the day, she picked up the bowl with a smile, and handed the knife to Yi Ling. Lin Yudie said, "It's your turn."

"Joining your church is fine, but blood is an alliance, so I don't think so." Yi Ling looked at Zhuang Wanruo with a dry smile, it's really funny, do you want to drink blood?It's disgusting to think about it.

On the contrary, Lin Yudie cut off her finger without hesitation, and drank the blood with her eyes closed. Zhuang Wanruo looked at Yi Ling. She was dressed in an unusual way, and asked, "Who are you?"

"She is Your Highness the Third Princess——Yi Ling, my good friend." Lin Yudie was very clever, and said to Zhuang Wanruo before Yi Ling could answer.

Hearing Lin Yudie's answer, Zhuang Wanruo couldn't help laughing out loud. Lin Yudie couldn't understand such wanton laughter, but Yi Ling was used to this kind of ridicule in the palace, so it was not surprising.

"Who said the third princess is dumb or an idiot? I think the third princess is smart and elegant in speech, and those people are probably blind! They are making rumors! Princess Yiling, from now on you will be under my protection in the Royal Top Academy, who dares to make fun of you , tell me, I will definitely skin him!" Zhuang Wanruo patted Yi Ling's shoulder with an injustice on his face and said, now that His Royal Highness the Third Princess is also a member of his Painting and Calligraphy Hall, it is natural to protect her As it should be.

Yi Ling just laughed without saying a word, but Lin Yudie chirped, "Okay, okay! From now on, we will all rely entirely on Master Wanruo."

Zhuang Wanruo smiled, and dragged the two of them into the gate of the Calligraphy and Painting Hall. Once inside, Lin Yudie and Yi Ling looked around. The antique decoration here is simple and elegant, better than expected Only then did Zhuang Wanruo let go of the hands of the two of them, and said to them, "Next, the hall master will introduce the members of our calligraphy and painting hall to you." Members?Yi Ling and Lin Yudie looked around. Are the other members she called those people?

Zhuang Wanruo smiled and said, pointing to a man with a round face who was snoring on the table and said, "His name is Miller. He was the first to join our painting and calligraphy hall after I took over this period. He There are only two hobbies, fighting crickets and sleeping. If you two like fighting crickets or like to study how cricket species reproduce, you can wake him up and ask him at any time. Don’t ask him about other things about the calligraphy and painting hall. , He doesn’t know what to ask.”

"Uh, princess Yi Ling, don't you usually like to sleep? Now it's just a good time to discuss your common topics with him. However, I don't think it's easy to wake him up! Look, our voices He is so big, yet he still sleeps so deeply, it seems that even thunder can't wake him up!" Lin Yudie shook her head, but still asked curiously.

"How difficult is this! Look at me!" Zhuang Wanruo had a smirk on her face, just as she finished speaking, she picked up the feather duster on the table and pointed it at Miller's head and slammed it down, shouting. Voice: "Miller, get up!"

Although Yi Ling and Lin Yudie were a little surprised, they didn't dare to say more. It seems that Zhuang Wanruo really has a tendency to violence, so it's better not to provoke her too much in the future.

But what made the two of them even more speechless was that after being whipped a few times by the feather duster, the one just moved and turned around and continued to sleep, as if it didn't hurt at all, Zhuang Wanruo angrily grabbed his ear, and Miller frowned. Frowning, he opened his sleepy eyes, "What do you want me to do?" Apparently Miller was used to Zhuang Wanruo's violent 'alarm clock' approach.

(End of this chapter)

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