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"Shu Nuan! Master Gao, have you memorized the play that you want to practice?" After class, Su Hai turned around and asked about Shu Nuan.

Nuan nodded.

"Lend me to copy it. I was busy with other tasks and didn't take notes."

Shu Nuan gave him the notebook, "Return it to me before school ends."

Su Hai accepted it happily and nodded, "Got it!"

The play Su Hai was talking about was the Mandarin Duck Festival half a month later. This festival is a festival that Yulin Academy attaches great importance to every year. I heard that the emperor will come there in person.

It's time for each class to show their skills.

Like the first-class class, most of them are talented people, and they don't have to worry about not having something new for the emperor's eyes. The program prepared by the tenth-class class is a very famous opera drama in the Northland-Du Shiniang.

Therefore, in recent days, Mr. Gao would take some time after class to explain the play to them.

Sheng Qianmo left the barracks very early today, and originally planned to go back home, but after thinking about it, he changed his way to Yulin Academy.

The Yulin Academy is very quiet at this meeting, and Sheng Qianmo didn't mention his coming to anyone, knowing that Shu Nuan was still in class, he didn't bother her, but stayed outside the tenth class and waited .

After school, Shu Nuan just walked out of the yard with the book in his arms, when he looked up, he was slightly taken aback.

She didn't know when Sheng Qianmo came over. When he went out, he was still leaning against the stone pillar, squinting slightly and looking into the distance. The man's tall figure, his strong and broad shoulders, and his cold and clear profile Gradually came into view.

Shu Nuan looked at him in a daze for a long time without moving, but Cheng Qianmo was keenly aware of something, turned around and looked over, seeing her coming out, blinked her eyes calmly, and looked at her She steps over.

"School is over?"

Shu Nuan nodded blankly, looked at him eagerly, and whispered, "Why is the prince here?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qi Yue's voice came from behind, "Shu Nuan, who is this?"

Cheng Qianmo narrowed his eyes, and looked at the sharp-eyed young man behind Shu Nuan, "What do you call her?"

Unexpectedly, he was used to arrogance, and it was the first time in his life that he was oppressed by a man's silent and powerful aura, and he felt a little flustered for no reason, so he opened his mouth to try to calm down and said, "I'm the number one." Nuan, are you her uncle?"

Cheng Qianmo raised his eyebrows, and looked at Shu Nuan, who was blushing inexplicably, inexplicably, he felt a bad taste, said "um" lightly, and took Shu Nuan's little hand, "Let's go."

Just like that, Shu Nuan was taken away by Sheng Qianmo holding hands...

Qiyue who was left behind had a perplexed expression, always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't figure it out, and after a long while, he scratched the back of his head and left.

And Cheng Lingyun stood not far away, slowly frowned, and said to himself: "So it's from the fourth brother."

In this way, he understood why the little girl refused to follow him. It turned out that there was a better backer.

But so what?

He even dared to fuck the emperor's brother's woman, but he didn't believe that the fourth brother would not even give him a woman...

Thinking of this, another gleam flashed in Cheng Lingyun's eyes.

At that time.

A carriage drove back to Shenghe Palace without haste.

And inside the carriage, Count Warmer twisted his fingers, and called the man sitting beside him with some unease: "My lord..."

She didn't seem to know whether Sheng Qianmo was annoyed by her resistance last night.

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