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Chapter Eleven

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    After resting for two days, Jiang Yan handed over the article that had been shelved for two days due to injury to Si Ye, and Cen Si Ye asked a few questions bluntly.

    Jiang Yan is extremely serious about her studies, and she is afraid of being inferior to others.  She answered one by one fluently, Cen Siye's face paled a little, and he never made things difficult for her again.

    ?It rained last night, and the ground is still a little wet, with ooze and falling red, filled with a wet fragrance.  Water was dripping under the eaves, so Jiang Yan walked along the dry corridor, passing by the classics building, Jiang Yan thought about borrowing two books to transcribe, so as to prepare for tomorrow's lecture and interpretation.

    Unexpectedly, it was only after climbing the stone steps that the doors and windows of the classics building were half open. It was obvious that someone got there first.

    Feng Jijiu made a rule that male and female students in the Imperial College are not allowed to get along in private.  Jiang Yan thought about opening the door and taking a look, if there was a girl inside, she would go in; if it was a man, she would exit.

    Stretching out a finger to poke open the crack of the door, Jiang Yan stretched out her head and looked inside, only to see that the light inside was dim, in the dark like light ink, only an oil lamp was faintly shadowed, casting a shadow on the ground.  A warm yellow halo circled, and in the halo, a young man with a straight back sat cross-legged.

    Hearing the 'squeak' sound of the door opening, the young man turned his head slightly, his cold and self-confident eyes reflected a bean light, and glanced at Jiang Yan who was poking his head.

    Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Jiang Yan stood up straight, and nodded with a smile: "What a coincidence, Mr. Fu also came to borrow books?"

    Fu Li didn't speak, but just sorted out the messy books on the table and stood up. With the rows of deep bookcases and winding wooden stairs behind his back, he walked out with the calm and heroic spirit of a young ranger.

    Sometimes, even Jiang Yan felt that he was a born general.  She said: "You don't have to get up, I'll leave right away, I won't disturb you."

    Fu Li glanced at her delicate fingertips that were scab-free, and said flatly, "I've finished reading."

    The two of them crossed their bodies at the door, and Jiang Yan called him again: "I was fined to stand the day before yesterday, but you defended me to Si Ye?"

    Fu Li kept walking, noncommittal.

    Jiang Yan said: "Anyway, thank you in advance."

    Fu Li finally stopped.  He stood upright in front of the steps, through the dripping water drops from the eaves, slightly raised his chin and looked at Jiang Yan, "If Cen Siye wronged someone else that day, I will go to explain it, not just for you  Only one person."

    After a pause, he added solemnly: "Don't think too much about it."

    Jiang Yan looked puzzled, and asked back: "What can I think about?"

    Fu Li looked at her and snorted, "It's the best."

    In the blink of an eye, it was the first ten days of May, and the peach blossoms beside the wall bloomed and withered, and many fluffy green peaches grew out of the green branches and leaves. I smelled the green aroma of the peaches in class, and listened to the rustle outside the window.  The sound of bamboo billows has a special flavor.

    Jiang Yan was punished to stand again, and now even Ruan Yu looked at her and sighed, and said, "Ayan, how many times has this been?"

    Jiang Yan wanted to cry but had no tears.  She doesn't want to be punished either. Yesterday was the Lunar New Year holiday once a month. The students of the Imperial College returned home, visited relatives, and went out for fun. Jiang Yan was far away from home, and she had no relatives or friends in Yingtian Mansion. Naturally,  Unable to go home to visit relatives, I had to dress up as a teenager and go to Goulan Watsi to listen to music and drink tea.

    She has a great hobby in her life, that is, she likes to listen to people tell stories, and the more bizarre and twists she likes, the more she likes them.  So I spent a penny and sat in the Wangchun Building all afternoon, listening to the pipa girls and dancers in the building talk about the strange and vulgar stories of the past benefactors, which was full of sadness and sighs.

    It's nothing, but Yuanjia Road is narrow, and when he came out of Wangchun Tower, he happened to run into Fu Li who was returning from a safari.

    Fu Li held a good bow in his hand, carried a pheasant feather quiver on his back, and hung roe deer, pheasant and other prey on his horseback.  Jiang Yan's face suddenly darkened.

    The girls in the Goulan Courtyard are all the elites in the Fengyue field. From the first time they saw Jiang Yan's appearance, they knew that she was a daughter.  Instead, he begged her to write poems and paintings on her tulle veil, so that she could give it to her benefactor and lover in the future.

    Jiang Yan listened to many of their stories and felt satisfied, so she agreed to their requests one by one.  Unexpectedly, I was writing poems vigorously, and suddenly felt a chill down my spine. I turned around and saw that Fu Li, who was dressed in crimson and black and riding a martial arts robe, was standing on the street, staring at her coldly, as if he wanted to kill her.  Like eating it alive.

    On the second day of entering school, Jiang Yan was reprimanded by Cen Siye as expected.  Although Cen Siye didn't say who made the complaint, Jiang Yan recalled the way Fu Li stared at her coldly yesterday, the arrogance in his eyes seemed to return to the time when he first met her, and he couldn't help feeling depressed.

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    A cold voice sounded suddenly, Jiang Yan looked up, and saw that Fu Li and Wei Jinghong had entered the door at some point.

    Cheng Wen smiled with a good temper, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Fu, I am helping you sort out the book case."

    Fu Li frowned, not happy with his enthusiasm, but said indifferently: "I said, no need."

    "I need it, I need it!" Wei Jinghong raised a hand with a smile, and tapped Cheng Wen's shoulder with a folding fan, "I have a few ancient books to copy, and I happen to be too lazy to do so, why don't you copy them for me, Yuan Liang?"  .¡±

    Before Cheng Wen could speak, Jiang Yan interjected with a smile: "Mr. Wei, how about I copy it? Mr. Cheng is honest, don't bully him."

    Hearing this, Fu Li and Wei Jinghong were both startled.

    Wei Jinghong quickly came back to his senses, glanced at the frosty Fu Li, and said with a dry smile: "Don't dare to trouble my little lady. Haha, don't dare!"

    "Jiang Yan, what do you mean?"

    Fu Li stared at Jiang Yan, "With your attitude, do you suspect that I bullied Cheng Wen, or that I reported your visit to Wangchun Tower?"

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    Jiang Yan now: That look, as if I snatched his unmarried bride.

    Not long after, Jiang Yan: Understood, so I am the unmarried bride.  (Keep smiling)

    ps: The flu seems to be very fierce recently, everyone must pay attention when going to crowded places!  The author has only been out for two days, and he was recruited Hey.

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