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In just a few breaths, thoughts such as "the master is among the people" and "a person should not be judged by his appearance" appeared in Xu Changan's mind.

"Young Master?" Looking at Xu Changan, who had an uncertain expression on his face, Chu Yu asked in bewilderment.

A moment ago he came out from under the desk in disgrace, Xu Changan wiped his face and said, "It's okay, just put the flowers down."

"Hey." Chu Yujian responded abruptly, walked over in two or three steps and placed the flowerpot on Xu Changan's desk.

"Wait," Xu Changan called to stop Chu Yu who had walked to the door, and gestured a little uncomfortably, "When did you learn that?"

As the last voice melted into the air, Xu Changan felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a shadow flashed past the door like lightning. When he looked again, Chu Yu was no longer in the same place.

"My lord, what do you mean?" Chu Yu asked while squatting on the beam.

"This is what I was born with." Chu Yu said, and jumped down silently again.The movements are very light, as if his whole body is a thin piece of paper.

Xu Chang'an obviously misunderstood Chu Yu's meaning, and thought it was inconvenient to say the reason.

After all, in the world of martial arts, secret exercises cannot be casually told to others.

Thinking of this, Xu Changan couldn't force him too much, he waved his hand and made Chu Yu back down.

After Chu Yu closed the dilapidated door, Xu Chang'an refocused his eyes on the green dragon lying on the ink pond.

When he looked at it in the morning, the flower buds were still tightly wrapped, with only sporadic stamens showing.Looking at it now, it seems that the outermost layers of petals have been stretched out one after another, showing signs of blooming.

"Are you going to bloom?" A smile gently invaded Xu Changan's eyebrows, and he touched the edge of the petals happily.

In order not to miss the blooming of the Qinglong Womochi, Xu Changan took it with him wherever he went.

Even when he had dinner in his parents' yard, he took a couple of bites in a hurry, and then he said he was full and came back.

After taking a bath at night, Xu Changan put the flower pot not far from the barrel, and then stripped himself naked.

When taking off his clothes, Xu Changan found a bruise on his lower back. After thinking about it, he couldn't remember what he had bumped into, so he gave up and sat in the barrel instead.

The waterfall-like long hair tied in the hair crown was let down, half of it fell into the steamy bath, and the other half of it hung slantedly on the edge of the wooden barrel.

Xu Changan took some fragrant balm, then grabbed the long hair at the back of his head, and the crystal water drops rolled down along his smooth and smooth back.

And while he was scrubbing himself unconsciously, the Qinglong Womochi not far away gradually changed.The color of the dark purple flowers keeps getting darker, and the countless double petals open up layer by layer. From a distance, it looks like a mass of ink-colored liquid with rich color.

At the last moment when the last layer of petals bloomed, Xu Daoxuan's soul-like voice came from outside the door: "Chang'an! Chang'an!"

As soon as the flower was frightened, it immediately collected all the petals, even the ones that had opened before were tightly curled up.

"What's wrong?" Xu Changan hurriedly washed his hair, and asked through the door.

Xu Daoxuan heard the sound, turned around and was about to open the door and enter.

The door panel creaked, and Xu Changan's voice changed in fright.He yelled "Wait" as he crawled out of the barrel naked.

After he hid the peony, he pulled something from the hanger to cover his body, and Xu Daoxuan just rushed in.

"Chang'an, let me tell you, Mr.'s illness—" Xu Daoxuan saw the scene in front of him clearly, and suddenly stuttered, "Okay, okay."

The skin was slightly reddened by the heat, the wet hair, and only the important parts were covered by a thin gown...

At this moment, Xu Chang'an looked particularly intriguing.

Xu Daoxuan, who claimed to have read a thousand sails, quickly blushed up to his ears.

Xu Changan: "..."

Facing Xu Changan's eyes of "everyone is a man, why be ashamed", Xu Daoxuan turned around uncomfortably, and stammered: "You, you quickly put on your clothes."

*****

"So you rushed to my room in the middle of the night just to tell me that the husband is well and we are going to the academy tomorrow?"

Xu Chang'an, who had changed his clothes, sat on the master's chair, and gave Xu Daoxuan, who was still at a loss what to do, a sharp look.

"Yes, yes." Xu Daoxun said.

Xu Changan couldn't help but rubbed his forehead, he often couldn't figure out how the Xu family, which claims to produce smart people, gave birth to Xu Daoxuan, a "fool".

"Then I know now, you go back. Chu Yu, send off Mr. Daoxuan." Xu Changan issued the order to evict the guest.

After receiving the order, Chu Yu immediately made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Daoxuan."

"Oh ok, then I'll go back first."

Xu Daoxuan got up slowly, followed behind Chu Yu, and went back as if drifting away.

As soon as Daoxuan's misfortune left, Xu Chang'an, who was worried about the peony blooming, rushed behind the screen and took out the flower pot.

The peony, which was showing a tendency to bloom not long ago, seemed to have been frightened by something, and it directly changed from a flower bud that was about to bloom to a bud.

"Are you scared too?" Xu Changan murmured to himself.

However, although this phenomenon is not common, it is not uncommon.

Xu Changan touched the peony leaves soothingly, and when Chu Yu came back, he asked Chu Yu to put the flowerpot on the purlin—his newly discovered safe place.

The next day, due to his mother's order, Xu Chang'an had to go to the Hongwen Literature Museum with Xu Daoxuan.

After saying hello to his acquainted classmates along the way, Xu Changan sat down in his seat and found that An Ziyan hadn't arrived yet.

"Isn't that guy always the best to learn? Why hasn't he come at this time?" Even Xu Daoxuan was a little puzzled.

Xu Changan opened his mouth and was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of Mr. coming in from the door out of the corner of his eye, so he closed his mouth obediently.

"Hey Chang'an, why don't you speak?" Xu Daoxuan, who was sitting at the same table, bumped Xu Chang'an with his elbow.

"Xu Mengda."

Xu Daoxuan turned his head: "Who called me?"

Mr. Qi Shan, who was teaching, stroked his beard and said with a slight smile, "Let's talk about this "Farewell Fu"."

Xu Daoxuan immediately wailed, and after dawdling in the banquet for a long time, he reluctantly stood up: "The "Farewell Fu" is, it is me, I am a celebrity, I am a celebrity..."

Xu Changan whispered below: "Ji Zichang."

"Oh yes," Xu Daoxuan rubbed his head and said loudly, "I'm growing oranges for celebrities!"

With a "coax", the whole room laughed.

So embarrassing.

Xu Changan silently raised his textbook to cover his face.

It was not easy for the Sao Fu class to end, and in the gap between waiting for the parallel prose class, the students gathered together in twos and threes to talk.

"It's more than that, Duan Cijue didn't come today." A slender student said.

The student next to him in a crow-colored robe continued, "Also? Who else hasn't come?"

The narrow-eyed students counted one by one: "An Ziyan from Anshang Calligraphy, Tang Yi from Hongluqing's family, Ye Kaige from Ye Shilang's family..."

"So many people?" Another person interrupted.

Xu Changan was quite familiar with the person who interjected, named Chen Yushan, who was the person who had the most enthusiastic support for Meng Xian at the beginning, and also the person who was the most emotional and threw the most eggs when Meng Xian was parading in the street.

The others obviously knew about these activities, so as soon as he approached, they dispersed quietly.

Chen Yushan was bored, forced a disdainful "tow" and returned to his seat.

That night, this student, who was very unpopular in the academy, was found dead in his room.

The method of death is exactly the same as those palace maids and eunuchs who died in Qin Tianjian.

His internal organs were crushed alive and he died.

All of a sudden, all the students in the Hongwen Literature Museum were in danger.