Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Chapter 737 The delicate princess is trapped in the Shura field 2

Go to the study.

Yin Yu helped Ji Yan put down the book box and then left in a low voice. Ji Yan sat down in front of the desk with her skirt in hand. The pleats of her light blue skirt spread out, covering a pair of delicate embroidered shoes on her feet.

Her bun today is very beautiful, without too many decorations, and her sway is just the finishing touch. Overall, she looks quite elegant.

However, the face cannot be described as elegant at all. The plump and smooth oval face is a pair of stunning peach blossom eyes. The eyes are dark and bright, the eyelashes are long and curled, the nose is straight, and the lips are full and bright red. The whole person looks charming and charming.

The thirteenth princess fell into a coma after falling off her horse. She woke up half a month later, but she couldn't remember anything or anyone.

The emperor felt sympathy for the Thirteenth Princess and ordered her to stay. No one came to disturb her while she was recovering from illness.

Now she finally stepped out of the palace gate and appeared in front of everyone for the first time. Her temperament was calmer and gentler than before. She sat quietly in front of the desk without saying a word. Her curled eyelashes were slightly lowered, and there was a faint watery color in her eyes. .

"Thirteenth sister, how are you doing?" A gentle voice sounded.

Ji Yan raised her head and spoke to a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with sparse eyebrows and delicate facial features. To be precise, he had a gentle and elegant scholarly air. His voice was gentle and he looked approachable.

Seeing her blank expression, the young man smiled softly and said, "Thirteenth sister really doesn't remember. I am the tenth emperor brother, Pei Yin."

Ji Yan looked at him and couldn't help but call out: "Brother Tenth Emperor."

Then he answered his previous question with a gentle and gentle voice: "My health has been much better recently, but I still can't remember things."

"As long as you are well." Pei Yin said with a smile in his eyes, "It doesn't matter if you don't remember. You will get familiar with it gradually in the future."

Ji Yan nodded, and then other princes and princesses greeted her. They all looked at her curiously and introduced themselves, trying to leave an impression on her.

Ji Yan also tries to remember everyone.

"Thirteenth sister, during the period when you were not here, the master had to punish me alone. You were here to accompany me before, but you don't even know how I got here during this time."

The Eleventh Prince whispered in her ear. When he mentioned the Taifu, his handsome and fair face turned slightly red. He looked angry but didn't dare to express it. He could only swallow it alone, almost suffocating his body.

Ji Yan: "..."

It seemed that the Eleventh Brother, like her, was a student who gave the Taifu a headache in the past, and he probably often had his palms slapped with a ruler.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help lowering her voice and asked: "Eleventh Brother, does it hurt when Taifu's ruler hits someone?"

"It hurts!" The eleventh prince's face turned red with excitement, and his mouth slumped. He stared at her eyes with watery black eyes, and said in a helpless tone, "Don't mention it, the palm of the hand hurts the most, although it hurts the most. It doesn't hurt the root, but it hurts..."

"Every night when I close my eyes, I think about how to break the imperial ruler's ruler."

The tone of the eleventh prince's description was very immersive, and Ji Yan couldn't help but flex her fingers.

Seeing her pursed lips, the Eleventh Prince wanted to say something else, but he caught a glimpse of the moon-white figure walking from the threshold. He instantly fell silent and returned to his position silently.

Ji Yan also noticed it, raised her eyes, and was slightly startled.

She originally thought that the Taifu was over fifty years old, and that he was highly respected in terms of age, but she didn't expect it. The Taifu was very young, looking like he was only in his early twenties, with a pair of dark eyes that were cold and indifferent, and his whole body showed a deserted look. Indeed, He is unsmiling and has a cold expression, which makes people feel awe unconsciously.

Ji Yan, as a self-aware poor student, instinctively lowered her head.

Not long after, Taifu began today's lecture, and his voice was cold, like pearls falling into a jade plate.

The tutor continued from where he left off yesterday, but Ji Yan fell behind on her homework for a long time and could not understand what the tutor was talking about.

It was strange that she always felt that she did not need to listen carefully. She was obviously afraid of being slapped on the palm by the master.

"The eleventh prince." The master suddenly called his name. The eleventh prince stood up hastily.

Feng Shu's eyes were very pale, "Please repeat what I said yesterday."

The air was extremely quiet. The Eleventh Prince opened his lips for a long time, but could not utter a single word.

Facing Taifu's cold eyes, the Eleventh Prince finally gave up and said, "Taifu, I don't remember."

The Grand Tutor did not say much and asked the Eleventh Prince to extend his hand as usual.

The atmosphere was extremely tense. Ji Yan was also infected by such nervous emotions and unconsciously clenched her hands. When the Taifu walked in front of the Eleventh Emperor, she couldn't help but quietly raised her eyes to observe.

Ji Yan saw the ruler. It was very thick and looked like it would hurt someone.

The master's hands were beautiful, with long knuckles, and he held the ruler.

He slapped the eleventh prince's palm with almost no expression on his face.

It only took one hit.

The eleventh prince instantly wrinkled his face and his eyes were a little red.

Ji Yan pursed her lips and looked away from the Taifu and the Emperor's brother.

When Taifu returned, the hem of his clothes inadvertently brushed past her side. Ji Yan smelled the cold fragrance again and couldn't help but feel a little lost.

She lowered her eyes and flipped through two pages of the book, but still couldn't read it, and felt a little unspeakably restless in her heart. Specifically, on the day she opened her eyes and woke up, the strange feeling of dryness had not subsided, and even increased day by day.

Perhaps the Taifu really wanted her to recover from a serious illness. Even though she was distracted in class, he never called her name, nor did he hit her palms with a ruler like he did to punish the eleventh brother.

People are probably born with the ability to adapt to the changing circumstances. Without the Tutor restraining her, she became completely relaxed, frequently distracted, and unable to concentrate.

A few times the master came up to her and turned sideways to face her, and her eyes became clearer. She listened carefully for a few words, and then became distracted again. This repeated, and she almost never learned anything useful.

At the end of the day, Ji Yan was also fooled.

The Eleventh Prince muttered in a low voice: "It's not fair. The Thirteenth Sister obviously deserted the class, but the Grand Tutor only punished me."

The Tenth Emperor smiled and said, "How can you compare with Thirteenth Sister? Thirteenth Sister has just recovered from a serious illness and still owes so much homework. It is normal for her to be unable to keep up with Taifu's progress. Besides, Taifu is not cold-hearted. You can understand and sympathize with Thirteenth Sister."

The Eleventh Prince fell silent upon hearing this, and then sighed and said, "It would be great if I could get as seriously ill as Thirteenth Sister."

"Your Majesty, be careful what you say." The tenth prince shook his head helplessly, "It is better to say as few words as possible in the future, so as not to become a prophecy in the future."

Ji Yan listened on the sidelines and actually felt some sympathy for Brother Eleven.

Today's classes were all finished. Ji Yan lowered her head and quietly packed the book box.

"Princess Thirteen." Taifu's cold voice suddenly came from the front.

Ji Yan froze, stopped cleaning up, and looked up at the Taifu who was sitting directly in front of him.

Feng Shu's eyebrows were dark and cold, and he said: "You stay here."