Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

The third prince had no intention of fighting for the throne, but instead built his own entertainment empire. He studied the technology of the aliens extensively, learned from their strengths, and step by step transformed the boring court into what it is today.

In recent years, Caidie has been promoted to one of the housekeepers, mainly responsible for the management and training of servants. In addition, she is often called to shoot various commercials. Because of her ever-changing image, she has become a popular model in the court.

"Cai Die, you actually praised the Third Prince."

Ning Ruyue was a little surprised. When she was still in the court, she rarely dealt with this younger brother. She only had some vague impressions of him, and they were not good ones.

The bad impression mainly came from the servants' gossip, saying that the Third Prince was young, uneducated, slick, and frivolous, and did not look like an heir to the throne at all. As a result, Ning Ruyue also lost her good impression of the Third Prince.

"A lot of things have happened in the years since you left. Please take a rest. I still have some housework to take care of."

Afterwards, Caidie arranged Duan Mingyuan and Jiuyue into a guest room.

The decoration style of the guest room is completely different from the retro style of the palace. It is equipped with all kinds of electronic equipment and an artificial intelligence butler system that he has only seen on the Internet. Compared with Yunhai Academy, it is like suddenly breaking into the future world from the past.

Caidie said that these guest rooms were prepared for guests from outer space.

Jiu Yue took a liking to the hair dryer in the guest room at first sight and asked the smart housekeeper to adjust it to cool air. Then she stretched the big tail of the hair dryer in front of the air outlet and squinted her eyes in comfort.

Duan Mingyuan sat on the sofa, thinking about the third prince.

He heard some implicit messages from Caidie's story, and also understood the change in the servants' attitude towards the third prince.

The emergence of the entertainment empire has also subtly changed the situation in the court, and the biggest beneficiaries are undoubtedly the servants.

In the era that Ning Ruyue remembered, servants in the court had no personality or dignity and their status was like that of slaves. Because of this, the kindness shown by the eldest princess to them was like a treasure to them.

Combined with the Second Prince's style of doing things, the servants in the court could not only not be treated equally, but if they were not careful, they might even lose their lives.

According to Caidie, being a maid has now become a normal job.

They need to undergo training and have standardized professional skills. If they have special talents, they may be introduced to advertising or film companies. One of Caidie's jobs is to find potential newcomers for the third prince's entertainment company while training the maids.

That's why she invited September.

The third prince has actually been using subtle ways to subtly change many of the inherent perceptions in the court.

Just at this moment, Ning Ruyue sent a text message.

"Classmate Ning Ruyue wants to invite us to go to the sword fighting classroom. Are you going?"

Duan Mingyuan asked.

"Huh? Princess, do you have to go to class too?"

Jiu Yue asked in confusion. She didn't like staying in the classroom unless the teacher was Mr. Ming Yuan. "Shouldn't a princess be able to do whatever she wants?"

"Who taught you this?"

“I used to be like that when I was in the mountains.”

Jiu Yue said proudly, "I go wherever I want and never listen to the elders."

The elders advised her not to go down the mountain, but she ran away from home with her luggage overnight.

Facts have proved that this is the right decision. If I had stayed in the mountains, I would never have met Mr. Ming Yuan, nor would I have become the youngest recipient of a senior professional title and the Queen of Evil.

It was obvious that the queen was of a much higher rank than the elder, and she could hold her head high when she returned to the mountains.

Going to a big city alone and making a name for yourself is very valuable.

If the elders of the tribe continue to nag her, she can confidently ask the elders, "What kind of king are you?" just like those people on the Internet.

Duan Mingyuan was speechless for a moment, he had forgotten that this little fox was really a princess. Instead, he, as a commoner, was commenting on the princess's behavior. If this happened in the era when Ning Ruyue ran away, it would most likely be a capital crime.

"Are you going then?"

Duan Mingyuan had never been a princess, so she no longer made comments on areas that she was not familiar with.

"go with!"

September said.

She doesn't like classes, but she likes others fighting.

The sword-fighting class sounded like a fighting class, and before leaving, she did not forget to take out a portion of popcorn chicken from her suitcase.

The popcorn chicken was brought down from the Nectarine. Anyway, food and drinks are free.

The two followed Ning Ruyue and listened to her telling interesting stories about her childhood in the court.

The princess's courses are completely different from theirs. Her main subjects are the 3+1 course of "Etiquette", "Swordsmanship", "Cosmic Pattern" and "Art of Controlling People". Although it sounds like a lot, the pressure is much less than that of children nowadays. There are no ranking exams and she doesn't have to do homework when she gets home. It all depends on personal interest.

For Duan Mingyuan, who has gone through the entire process, it would be unrealistic to say that he is not envious at all.

For royal heirs, the situation of "your total score this time is 502 points, ranking 184th among all princesses in the city" will never happen.

There are not so many princesses in the whole city. Even if they get zero in every subject, they are all among the top five academic masters in the city.

"Now that I think about it, I am somewhat envious of the Third Prince."

Ning Ruyue said, "If you had no interest in inheriting the throne from the beginning, you could have lived a carefree and happy life."

The pressure on an heir mostly comes from her followers and herself. If she had not wanted to succeed to the throne and change the court's ideas, she would not have fallen to the point of fleeing.

"Swordsmanship was my favorite course at that time, because the art of wielding a sword was a symbol of the bloodline of the First King."

"Then you must be very good at sword control, right?"

September blurted out.

This sentence pierced Ning Ruyue's heart like a sharp sword. Her face was a little stiff, and she said vaguely, "It's, it's okay."

This is obviously a lie.

Duan Mingyuan saw through it at a glance.

When they first met, Ning Ruyue's life energy was 31, and he had not yet entered the stage of building a barrier, so he once felt that young people today are not as good as they used to be.

But after meeting the second prince, he realized that the problem might be with Ning Ruyue.

The second prince is one year younger than Ning Ruyue, but he has already completed the construction of the barrier. If Ning Ruyue fights alone based on martial ethics, she will definitely be inferior to the second prince.

The battle at the academy proved that Duan Mingyuan's summary of "Undifferentiated Combat" was superior.

"Yingtian!"

As soon as the two approached the classroom, they heard a majestic voice, which was full of anger, "How many times have I told you not to take a nap in class!"

The few of them just walked to the back door of the classroom, inside was a huge combat training ground, a young man called Yingtian was holding a dummy and fell asleep.

It turns out that if there are only three students in the class, sleeping will definitely be discovered.

"I didn't sleep. I was just practicing Red Star Wrestling, which is a fighting technique that the Red Star people are proficient in."

Yingtian opened his eyes slightly, with no intention of getting off the dummy.

"You are a descendant of the First King, not a Red Star!"

"I think that standing still is no longer in line with the development of this era. Now is an era of diversified development, and the art of swordsmanship should be the same. As the saying goes, "It is better to have many skills than too much." This is exactly what it means."

"Where did you hear all these heretical things?"

"Facts speak louder than words."

As he spoke, Yingtian slowly closed his eyes again, completely ignoring the old man's gradually reddening face.

What can I say?

This is the power of royal blood.

If it were in a normal school, these two sentences would be enough to put Ying Tian on probation. When Duan Mingyuan was in high school, he never dared to confront his teacher.

"That's unreasonable!"

"Teacher, that's enough."

Before falling asleep again, Ying Tian did not forget to finish his attack, "Ying Xin, your most admired classmate, was beaten by the eldest princess whom you did not think highly of. He is so ashamed that he has no face to come to class."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 144 Other People’s Children

The second prince Ying Xin, a genius in sword-wielding, was beaten to death.

When the news reached the court, no one was happier than Yingtian. He spread the news everywhere and then felt even more at ease slacking off in his sword-fighting class.

He had long said that the art of wielding a sword was useless, but everyone in the court over-mythologized it, making it seem like something extraordinary.

Of course, gloating would not affect the relationship between Yingtian and his brother. The only person he really couldn't stand was the old antique in the swordsmanship class. During class, he often used the second prince as a benchmark to bully others. Maybe in the eyes of this old man, even the second prince's farts were fragrant. He was simply the ultimate bootlicker.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess must have used some shady means! It doesn't count, it certainly doesn't count!"

The old man was so angry that his face turned red and his clenched fists kept shaking.

Yingtian ignored him and fell asleep holding the dummy.

"Aren't you also his student?"

September was a little unhappy.

Ning Ruyue is her and Mr. Mingyuan's student. Wouldn't it be easy for her to defeat a mere Second Prince?

Moreover, they were all taught by the same teacher, but he treated them differently. Not only did he not send his blessings to Ning Ruyue who won, but he also accused her of vicious means.

Foxes not only protect their food, but also their own shortcomings.

To deal with this kind of person, there is no need for Mr. Mingyuan to take action, she can handle it easily.

"In fact, according to the rules of swordsmanship class, I really can't beat the Second Prince."

Ning Ruyue said.

The victory in the battle at the academy only reduced her record against the second prince to 3-21. The first two victories were won when the second prince had just started to learn the art of wielding swords.

If they were to compete using real sword-wielding skills, the gap between her and the Second Prince would only get wider.

However, the arrival of Teacher Mingyuan made Ning Ruyue suddenly enlightened.

It was Teacher Mingyuan who made them understand that if you can't beat the senior brother in the chess academy at chess, you can still win by hitting the senior brother on the forehead with the chessboard.

This is the charm of the non-discriminatory practical courses.

Duan Mingyuan, as always, discovered the academic problem and asked, "Is this old gentleman your... um."

When the words came to his lips, he found that the relationship of royal blood was indeed complicated. He speculated that the teacher of "Swordsmanship Class" was a descendant of the First King's family, because Dean Chu Xingluo once vowed that only those with the blood of the First King's family could master the art of wielding a sword. But if calculated according to seniority, Ning Ruyue was the First King's legitimate daughter.

In other words, this old man with white hair still has to call Ning Ruyue "Grandma"?

"They are researchers of the art of sword control. All the books and history of the art of sword control were compiled by them. However, since they do not have royal blood, they cannot practice the art of sword control. They can only provide us with theoretical guidance."

Ning Ruyue explained.

"Your Highness the Princess!"

Someone in the classroom noticed the three people at the door. After confirming Ning Ruyue's identity, the old man first showed an incredible expression, and then as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, "Please follow me. Recently, because of the Second Prince, other people have doubted the sword-controlling technique. Please tell them about the scene when you fought with the Second Prince. You must have used some tricks, right? Otherwise, with your ability, you are no match for the Second Prince, right?"

Although he used honorifics, he rudely grabbed Ning Ruyue's arm and dragged her into the classroom.

The old gentleman's eyes were full of anticipation, expecting how she would stand in public, in front of her brothers and sisters, and use underhanded means to successfully attack the Second Prince.

This brought back some bad memories for Ning Ruyue.

"Swordsmanship" was her favorite course. Whenever she had free time, she would run to ask the old gentleman for advice. But in her memory, the old gentleman's attitude was always impatient.

Without talent and poor comprehension, there is no way he can catch up with the Second Prince.

After learning that her father had gifted her the sword, the old man had hinted to her more than once that she should hand the sword to someone who truly deserved it.

The only thing she didn't listen to was the other party's advice.

She was still young at that time and had little experience in the world. Now that she thinks about it, this old man was simply PUAing her!

What made Ning Ruyue even more angry was that since the other party knew that she had fought with the Second Prince, he should know the purpose of the Second Prince's trip. However, after meeting each other after a long absence, he did not even ask a hypocritical question, but was eager for her to clarify in public that her victory over the Second Prince was unfair.

"teacher."

Ning Ruyue took a deep breath and asked, "You should know the purpose of Ying Xin's visit to Yunhai Academy this time, right?"

As if realizing something, the old man said, "Ah, he did mention it to me."

"Then you should also know that he once went up the mountain with the intention of killing me, right?"

Hearing this, the two students in the audience immediately started whispering to each other. Ying Tian, ​​who had been dozing off while holding the dummy, also opened his eyes, looking as if he was enjoying a good show.

good very good.