Blast the world without learning!

Ye Luochen stopped suddenly, "I'm tired, carry me on your back."

Cheng Chuqian's expression was completely different from usual. If one word was used to describe it, it could be said to be terrifying.

Ye Luochen's figure was hidden in the darkness. From his angle, he shouldn't have seen anyone, but when he squinted and opened a crack, he saw a figure that was getting closer and closer to him.

Zhao Qin's face turned blue, and he didn't expect Cheng Chuqian to come at this time, he just wanted to say hello, but he heard the corners of Cheng Chuqian's lips twitch slightly, and said, "It's gone."

Refers to his light ball, Zhao Qin quickly took it back.

"It's really hard for Your Highness to come to school so late." Zhao Qin smiled apologetically.

Cheng Chuqian finally walked to Ye Luochen's side. He didn't notice it just now, but when he got closer to smell it, there was a smell of blood. He hurriedly asked, "Where is the injury?"

Ye Luochen pointed to his arm and whispered, "It's bleeding..."

The culprit who fired the leaves couldn't help but shrink back, trying to hide himself in the dark.

"Go home first." Cheng Chuqian hugged him halfway, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered how many people were still on the ground, so he turned around and said coldly, "What do you think I'm here for?"

Zhao Qin heard the deep meaning in his words, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry Your Highness, I won't do it in the future."

Ye Luochen's wound was still bleeding, and Cheng Chuqian didn't care about these rotten flowers, so he led him out of the school gate.

It should be early spring at this moment, the air is not that cold yet, a few trees are still sprouting on the side of the road, Ye Luochen is leaning tiredly on his shoulder, his eyelids can hardly be opened.

"Sleepy?" Cheng Chuqian asked softly.

Ye Luochen nodded indifferently, and then the phrase "Take you home" suddenly echoed in his head, and he asked, "Where are we going?"

Cheng Chuqian: "Our house is here."

"Where did it come from?" Ye Luochen became sober in an instant, and raised his head a little, his curly hair just passing the corner of the mouth of the person who was holding him, Cheng Chuqian was slightly stunned.

After a while, maybe the wind of the spring night brought him back to his thoughts, and he explained: "It's my house."

Seeing Ye Luochen's face gradually becoming suspicious, he couldn't hold it back, and stroked his curly hair: "Didn't you always want to know where I came from? I'm from here."

Cheng Chuqian is here?Isn't that...

"Yes, I'm not human." Cheng Chuqian looked up at the moon in the night sky, "I'm a delicate flower."

Ye Luochen: "..."

"Are you afraid?" Cheng Chuqian lowered his head.

Ye Luochen's thoughts were a little confused, but he still answered him: "Scared."

"Afraid I'll eat you?"

Ye Luochen shook his head: "I'm afraid you don't want me like you did after school."

He was negligent.

He thought that with Fu Shen by his side, he would be able to leave for a while, but he didn't expect that something would happen to him just when he went to check if there was any house for him in this world.

Guilt and self-blame filled his heart, and he whispered, "Sorry."

"I don't want you to apologize." Ye Luochen stopped suddenly, "I'm tired, carry me on your back."

Cheng Chuqian squatted down so that the opponent could come up.

"You said that when you wake up tomorrow and know what you said tonight, will you feel ashamed?"

"Qingqing?"

The only response to him was the sound of even breathing from his ears.

Silly boy, Cheng Chuqian laughed.

When he got home, he put Ye Luochen on the bed and carefully checked his injuries.

Fortunately, it was just scratched by a leaf on the surface, but the cut was a bit big, so there was a lot of blood flowing.

Carefully taking off Ye Luochen's coat, Cheng Chuqian dug out the medicine box from the bedside table, sighing inwardly:

Fortunately, there is no difference between here and the outside world, otherwise Jinyue will have to trouble Jinyue again at night.

but……

After the dressing was finished, Cheng Chuqian stared at Ye Luochen's eyes in a daze.

When did the eyes hurt?

-

The first thing Ye Luochen did when he opened his eyes was to reflect.

Reflect on why I said so many sticky words, like a child.

He glanced at the wound, which was not very thickly bandaged, and fell silent for a while.

He just broke a hole and asked someone to recite it. After a while, that guy will definitely laugh at him again.

In fact, Cheng Chuqian didn't laugh at him until the way to school.

Sitting in the classroom, he glanced at the sparse people in the classroom, and asked him quietly: "Do you have anything to tell me?"

Cheng Chuqian didn't sleep well last night, when she heard this, she raised her eyelids, thinking that he was doubting her origin.

"As you can see." Cheng Chuqian pointed to her flower needle, "I am a flower, from the Min of Ten Thousand Flowers."

Ye Luochen froze for a moment: "I didn't mean that."

Cheng Chuqian stared at him for a long time, until Ye Luochen felt that he was about to be seen through, then he smiled and said, "Then you are talking about..."

"The thing about acting like a baby on the way home yesterday and asking me to carry you?"

Ye Luochen covered his mouth: "Keep your voice down."

Cheng Chuqian's mind was dazzled for a moment by the fragrance blowing towards his face.

In the past, he was always covered by people who said this, and then the person would warn him with extremely gentle words, saying that it was a warning, but in fact he was still a little delicate.

At least that's what Cheng Chuqian thought the first time he saw him and even in the following hundreds of years.

But people at this time are obviously different from those in the past, for example, they don't blush when they see him, they don't act like a baby all the time, they don't cling to him...

I felt nothing before, but now I feel regretful.

"Then do you know Qingqing?" Seeing that he stopped talking nonsense, Ye Luochen let go of his hands, and the moment he saw the wind, he realized that his palms were slightly warm.

Cheng Chuqian looked at him: "Isn't there one here?"

"Uh..." Ye Luochen didn't want to talk to him anymore.

It wasn't until after two classes in the morning, when he saw Fu Shen coming to look for him, that he suddenly realized——

Didn't Qingqing start from Cheng Chuqian?

Being questioned face to face, Cheng Chuqian just raised his hand to show his innocence: "Just because I'm from here doesn't mean I'm His Highness, there are so many roses, I'm just the most unknown one."

Seeing that Ye Luochen was still skeptical, he said again: "You also bear the name of Qingqing, maybe I am also the flower bearing the name of His Highness."

makes sense.

Ye Luochen turned his head, a little regretful, the clue he just got was broken again.

"Hey! Your Highness!"

A girl with big waves broke in at the door. Before Ye Luochen could see her face clearly, he saw a bright color beside Cheng Chuqian.

Da Bolang wanted to hug, but was pushed away by Cheng Chuqian and refused.

Ye Luochen's face suddenly turned cold, and Fu Shen whispered next to him: "Princess Mingming has come to look for His Highness again."

"Princess?" Ye Luochen uttered these two words through his teeth. Fu Shen didn't doubt anything, and said, "She is the proud son of the Hyacinth Clan. Let's call her Princess. It's like His Highness is His Highness. We Call him Your Highness."

Ignoring the tongue twister behind, these words told Ye Luochen a message: This girl likes Cheng Chuqian.

A princess, a highness, no matter how they sound, they are a good match.

"But Ah Qing, why do you hate her? You are unhappy every time you see her." Fu Shen noticed his expression and asked.

Ye Luochen actually didn't know, but maybe Qingqing, the owner of this world, didn't like this girl, otherwise why would he hate it too?

But after looking at this girl for a long time, my eyes feel a little uncomfortable.

Noticing his actions, Cheng Chuqian tilted his head and asked, "Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Ye Luochen shook his head, expressing that he was fine.

Zhao Mingming smiled and said, "Ah Qing's body is always in such a bad condition, let sister Jinyue take a good look at it for you tomorrow."

Jinyue is the god of the honeysuckle family. This title sounds good at first, but it is actually a warning: I am a nobleman, but you are just a commoner.

Ye Luochen ignored this provocation. After all, he was not Qingqing, and he would not compete with him for His Royal Highness.

Cheng Chuqian got a little annoyed by her, got up, and said to Ye Luochen, "Let's go to class."

There are two afternoons a week dedicated to supernatural power classes for ordinary students, and the location is in a hidden garden deep in the school.

"Is Your Highness going too?" Zhao Mingming was a little unhappy, "He will not do anything, with so many teachers and classmates watching, what could happen?"

"It's because there are so many people watching that I'm going." Cheng Chuqian replied bluntly, then turned around and said, "Go, I'm going to be late."

Before leaving, Ye Luochen received an eye knife from Zhao Mingming, he tilted his head, and just looked back lightly.

-

He was still a few minutes late when he walked to the garden classroom, but with Cheng Chuqian present, the teachers didn't say a word.

It was nothing to teach ordinary people, but it would be different if there was an extra god in this class, so since Cheng Chuqian came to every class, fewer flowers skipped class.

The moment they entered the classroom, the attires of the three changed.

Cheng Chu's light black school uniform turned into a red dress, similar to the one in the tea house, but a little more gorgeous and prettier than that, Ye Luochen changed into a white dress. He was surprised when Cheng Chuqian explained to him: " There is an enchantment of the natural god here, if we come here, we must not wear school uniforms, and we must change back to our original bodies."

Ye Luochen nodded, and looked at Fu Shen again, but there was an extra layer of yellow coat over the white clothes.

Fu Shen scratched his head in embarrassment when he saw his eyes falling on him.

Looking at the others, it seems that only he and Cheng Chuqian are wearing solid-colored clothes, and the others are wearing coats of some color.

"Sit down, let's start class."

After everyone was seated, Ye Luochen flipped through the textbooks on the stone table.

Inside were records of flower techniques, he flipped through them casually, and stopped after a few pages. A rose was printed on the book, as if waiting for it to learn.

Just as he was about to touch it, his hand was slapped: "Like my own clan." Turning around, it turned out that Cheng Chuqian was holding a small vine.

Ye Luochen didn't want to argue with him, and it was still class time, out of respect for the class, he turned back to his page.

The white background, white flowers, and the page of little daisies are really very ordinary, and you won't be able to see them right away.

But Fu Shen studied it very seriously. As commoners, they were not as good at using supernatural powers as the nobles. Now that they have the opportunity to learn, naturally they should cherish this opportunity.

"Ah Qing, don't be distracted." He reminded Ye Luochen, who was still stunned beside him, who nodded perfunctorily, but stared at that page.

After learning this, does it mean that he also has special abilities?

Thinking about it, Ye Luochen started to do it.

……

Half a minute passed, but there was no reaction on his hands. Seeing that vines had grown from Fu Shen's palms, he could only watch helplessly.

"Why don't you learn?" Cheng Chuqian looked over his head.

Ye Luochen said honestly, "I can't learn."

Hearing this, Cheng Chuqian took a look at his bare hands, and began to frown.

"How can you not learn?"

The author says:

Cheng Chuqian: Unexpectedly, I am a delicate flower.

Ye Luochen: speechless + expressionless