After my rebirth, my whole family read my mind, and my father decided to usurp the throne.

The daughter's voice just now did not say that what happened to An'er tomorrow happened in her previous life, but was the content of the nightmare she had just now.

Through dreaming you can see what will happen in the future.

This is obviously prediction.

Unexpectedly, my daughter is not only a reborn person, but can also have precognitive dreams to predict the future!

Her daughter is so powerful!

She actually has such a powerful daughter!

Ye Peizhu's heart trembled, and he took Song Jiujiu's curled-up hand with his bare hands and swore silently in his heart.

She will definitely protect her daughter in this life!

I will never let anyone know my daughter’s secret!

In the evening, after King Kang returned home, Ye Peizhu told him about the fifth son going up the mountain tomorrow.

"My lord, I'm feeling a little panicked now. Let's ask the most powerful guards to follow An'er to the mountain to protect him tomorrow."

Seeing that his wife was so serious and cautious, King Kang quickly agreed and immediately called the guards to give him instructions.

Ye Peizhu felt a little more at ease now.

This time the guard was protecting An'er, who was also An'er's classmate.

As long as the guards destroy the poetry book, and as long as the guards escort An'er's classmates down the mountain smoothly, then nothing will happen next!

The next day.

Song Le'an went to the Guozi School with his bodyguard dressed as a boy.

The Imperial College is divided into four classes: Tiandi, Xuanhuang and Song Lean is in the yellow class.

This time, more than 20 students from the yellow class will go to the mountains for a snow walk.

Song Le'an has a lively and generous personality. He has a good relationship with his classmates and everyone is his friend.

Thinking of his sister's precognitive dream, Song Le'an looked at the smiles on the faces of his classmates, and his own smile faded a bit.

Since everyone is a friend, then why did that person want to harm him?

"Ale, what's wrong with you? Did you not sleep well last night?"

Classmate Dong Zhuo came over and asked Song Lean in a low voice.

Song Le'an raised his eyes and glanced at Dong Zhuo, twitching his lips and saying, "Yeah, I kept dreaming last night and didn't sleep well."

"You can have a good rest after you come down from the mountain. Ah Le, I have a good thing for you later."

Dong Zhuo pursed his lips and showed a mysterious smile to Song Le'an.

An, you have so many friends, but you are the only one I have.

After today, we are each other's best friends.

Dong Zhuo's last words made Song Le'an's eyelids twitch.

Could it be Dong Zhuo who gave him the poetry album?

Dong Zhuo is the concubine of the Minister of Rites. Because of his status as a concubine, he is low-key and taciturn. He is even isolated by other students in the yellow class.

He always likes to make friends and doesn't care too much about the distinction between concubine and concubine. As long as the other person is someone he thinks can be a friend, even a beggar will become his friend.

So he took the initiative to become friends with Dong Zhuo, and also tried to help Dong Zhuo gradually integrate into the yellow class.

Dong Zhuo is obviously much more cheerful now than before.

If the person who gave him the poetry album was really Dong Zhuo...

If the person who used him to harm other classmates was really Dong Zhuo...

"Ale, what's wrong with you? Hey, are you bullying Ale?"

Other classmates came over, stared and stretched out their hands to push Dong Zhuo away.

Dong Zhuo stumbled back two steps, lowering his eyes to hide his jealousy.

"I didn't bully A Le."

"Go, go, go! It's really a dream for a bastard to try to be A Le's friend!"

Several classmates gathered around Song Le'an and pushed Dong Zhuo out of their circle.

Song Le'an couldn't bear to stand up as he saw Dong Zhuo lowering his head and looking sad.

"Don't be like this. Dong Zhuo is our classmate and our friend. Okay, it's almost time. Let's get ready to go."

Song Le'an smoothed things over, and no one said anything.

As usual, he came to Dong Zhuo to comfort him.

"Azhuo, everyone is just too straightforward. There is no malicious intention. Let's set off."

Dong Zhuo raised his head and smiled at Song Le'an, "Well, Ah Le, I don't care what other people say now. As long as you treat me as a friend, I will be happy."

"Of course, we are friends."

The students arrived at the foot of the mountain outside the capital in carriages. Early this morning, the Guozixue Jijiu sent people to clear the snow on the mountain road that the students were going to take.

And there is no snow today, and there is even sunlight that breaks through the thick clouds.

It can be said that it is God's blessing.

There is a pavilion halfway up the mountain, and someone has also been sent to set it up in advance for the wine ceremony. It has a stove, pastries, and tea.

It's so beautiful to sit around the stove, drink hot tea, admire the white snow and wintersweet, and compose impromptu poems!

The students all knew that there was a pavilion halfway up the mountain, and everyone climbed up with all their strength.

At first, Song Le'an and several students rushed forward happily and climbed up.

But Dong Zhuo sprained his foot halfway and could not climb too fast.

Song Le'an had many friends, but Dong Zhuo's only friend was Song Le'an.

Naturally, only Song Le'an was willing to accompany Dong Zhuo as he climbed up slowly.

So the two fell behind.

Dong Zhuo apologized sheepishly, "Sorry, Ale, if it weren't for me, you would have climbed halfway up the mountain."

"No need to apologize. You don't want to get hurt. It's okay. We just climb up slowly. It would be better if the impromptu poem writing is over by the time we get up.

You know, I'm not very good at improvising poetry. "

Song Le'an said with a smile, but there were complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Yes, Ah Le, do you remember when I was studying at Guozi, I told you that I had a good thing for you?"

Song Le'an's head tightened and he tried hard to control the smile on his face, "Remember, what good thing is it? Are you going to give it to me now?"

Dong Zhuo nodded, took out a pamphlet from his arms and handed it to Song Le'an.

"Is this a book?"

Song Lean's breathing quickened a bit, he took the booklet and flipped through two pages.

It is indeed a poetry album!

"It's a book of poems. Aren't you not good at composing poems impromptu, and are you afraid of being embarrassed if you can't compose poems in public?

You won't be embarrassed if you take the time to memorize a few poems later. "

Dong Zhuo seemed to care about Song Le'an every word he said.

Song Le'an took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound the same as usual, "Azhuo, couldn't you have written all these poems?"

"Yes, no one has read these poems yet, so just feel free to memorize them, Ah Le."

Brother Dong Zhuo patted Song Le'an kindly on the shoulders.

Song Le'an put the poetry book in his arms and said in a meaningful tone, "Azhuo, you are indeed my good friend, you are so considerate of me."

Dong Zhuo smiled, "Of course, after all, you are the only good friend I have."

When the two of them climbed halfway up the mountain, other students were already sitting in the pavilion waiting for them.