Chapter 67: A Monstrously Shocking Beauty

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A small dish and a glass of wine, especially when eaten slowly by Yu Changyuan, is incredibly enjoyable.

He has tasted countless delicacies throughout the world, but this table of dishes is truly rare and precious.

"The culinary skills of the Imperial Consort are truly exceptional. To be able to taste such delicious food, I feel fortunate indeed in my three lives!"

"Don't mention it, senior. If you want to eat, feel free to come to the Jia Deng Ding class anytime."

Another glass of wine, Yun An'an raised her glass again.

This cup of wine, You Changyuan dare not drink.

"What, senior are you afraid I'll poison you in the wine"

"That's not quite it, old man. I just want to know, what does this cup of wine from the Princess Consort mean"

Yu Changyuan has lived for so many years, he can see through some things at a glance.

Yet, the Yun An'an before his eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, making him unable to see clearly.

Furthermore, the invitation to dinner he made yesterday was just a courtesy.

It's fine if it's just about the comings and goings on the herbs, but if it's for other reasons...

"Senior, you're joking. Junior is just simply wanting to invite you for a meal and thank you for the Mo Cui Ling Zhu that you sent last time."

A cup of wine was filled to the brim, Yun An'an smiled and toasted.

You're welcome.

When Yun'an said this, You Changyuan's heart stone also fell.

After all, the Regent and His Majesty's relationship is extremely delicate. Who knows what might happen

As the headmaster of Yingtian Academy, he should be above worldly affairs and focus solely on the academy's well-being. He shouldn't involve himself in the petty squabbles of others.

"Senior, I heard from the Lord that you are the biggest medicine dealer in Beichen Kingdom. Coincidentally, I have some medicinal herbs here that I would like to buy from you."

Saying that, Yun An'an took out the paper she had prepared earlier. On it were written the herbs she needed and her intentions.

On the list of medicines, there are both precious herbs and ordinary ones.

In short, the entire page was filled with a dense array of words, all detailing the herbs she intended to purchase from You Changyuan.

Yu Changyuan held the prescription, and when he saw the handwriting on it, his white eyebrows furrowed tightly together. His expression was indescribable.

"Excuse me, seniors. My handwriting might be a bit messy."

"It's better for the princess to be more confident and remove the word 'perhaps.'"

As the saying goes, "a name reflects its character."

Yun An'an was also a stunning beauty. As the eldest daughter of Yun Qianshan, she had been educated since childhood to be proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, she couldn't even write a coherent sentence, let alone a poem.

This character, ugly!

Shockingly ugly!

Snow Qiancheng and others who were watching the play by the window understood Yue Changyuan's expression at this moment very well.

When they first saw the characters written by Yun An'an, they nearly went blind.

It's so incredibly ugly, like a worm crawling all over the place, it's unbearable to look at.

"Words don't matter, what matters is the herbs."

Name your price, senior.

Unaware of Yu Changyuan's disdain in his eyes, Yun Anan now just wanted to get the herbs on the list as soon as possible.

Besides Mo Cui Ling Zhu and a few herbs, the rest of the medicinal ingredients are not difficult to obtain true qi medicines. That's it!

Yu Changyuan pondered for a long time.

"For normal herbs, I'll give you the cost price. As for rare and precious items like Mo Cui Ling Zhu, a few of which your wife still wants, you'll have to pay the original price."

And, let me make you a promise. If there is any outstanding performance from the Grade A Ding class at the Qing Guo Grand Assembly, I will give you ten pieces of mokuai lingzhu free of charge.

Ten mo-cui ling zhu

"Is this true, senior"

> I didn't expect there to be any unexpected gains.

Of course, an old man's word is his bond.

"This junior offers another toast to the senior."

Tossing cups and changing them, Yu Changyuan drank quite a bit more.

With Yuan Hai Ren's help, he staggered out of the first-class Ding class. Before leaving, he patted Yun An An on the shoulder and called him a brother.

"Little brother, from now on, with this old man watching over you, don't be afraid of anything."

Burp!

"Big bro, go ahead. Little bro, see you tomorrow."

Burp!

Yu Changyuan, who was almost dragged away by the tall and burly Yuan Hai'ren after hiccuping from drinking too much alcohol.

Until leaving the area of the First Class Ding Ban Academy, You Changyuan, who had been drunk, stood up straight and wiped the wine stains from his mouth.

"Director, what's your opinion"

"What else can I do I can watch sitting down, lying down, standing up."

Stretching and yawning,

You're right, Yun An'an's cooking is really something else. It's the most delicious food he's ever tasted.

"Hai Ren, don't worry too much. As for whether the Class A and Ding class can exist, it all depends on their own fate."

"Understood, Doctor. Would you like to rest for a bit"

Watching You Changyuan walk, he still seemed a bit unsteady. Yuan Hai ren worried that his old injury might recur.

"It's fine, you go about your business. This old man will take a stroll to sober up."

He can drink almost anything, he's never been defeated by alcohol.

Jia Ding Ban School.

Yunan An as soon as she entered the room saw everyone copying something.

"Master Yun, how is this character pronounced"

Yuwenxiu really couldn't tell what the characters on the poetry book meant.

"Looking at the snow on the river, it's so simple, yet you can't see it. This poem is about snow. You must memorize it."

Yun An'an copied down all the poems she could remember, everything stored in her mind.

From flowers, wind, snow and moon to poems that have stood the test of time, from national hatred and family feuds to commoners going about their lives.

In short, there's always one that comes in handy.

"It turns out it's the character 'Jiang'."

Yu Wen Xiumin nodded knowingly and copied a poem about snow onto the blank paper behind him. Xue Qiancheng and others also copied the poems Yu Wen Xiu had written on the paper.

"Yun An'an, it's not that I'm saying you, even Qi Haiming, who writes the ugliest in our class, is a few hundred streets ahead of you."

Xue Qiancheng looked at him with disdain.

Qi Haiming waved the booklet in his hand. The handwriting on it was neat and tidy, written in beautiful characters with a brush. Compared to Yun An'an's messy scrawl, it was much, much better.

"As a master calligrapher of the Jia-class Ding class, can you practice your calligraphy"

"Go ahead, watch if you want to."

With one kick, he aimed at Xue Qiancheng, who dodged it effortlessly. Yun An'an gave him a few instructions before leaving Yantian Academy.

As soon as I stepped out of the academy gates, a carriage pulled up in front of me, blocking my path.

……

What the heck is wrong with this

Han Qing is like this.

The family of Yuan is like this.

The stranger who just suddenly appeared is still the same.

The man sitting in the carriage coldly looked at Yun An'an, his eyes filled with disdain and hatred.

In short, men looked at her as if she were their mortal enemy.

"Yun'an an."

The man in a long blue tunic with a long scar across his face was obviously acquainted with her.

Ke Yun'an wasn't familiar with the man in front of her.

"Qingfeng, who is this person"

Qingfeng, driving the carriage, kept a watchful eye on Yun'anan while riding beside him, his gaze alert and wary.

"I don't know him/her either."

But the look in their eyes held a hint of killing intent.

This person clearly intends to harm the princess.

"Hee hee~ It's not surprising that AnAn doesn't remember."

At this moment, a soft and ethereal voice rang out.

Besides the Qingyi scar-faced man in the carriage, there was also a black-clothed woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat.

While onlookers couldn't make out the woman's features, her graceful figure was enough to drive men mad at first glance.

"This is not a place for speaking. If An'an doesn't mind, the Tianxiang Building's elegant private room has already been prepared with wine and dishes. Would you grace us with your presence"

"No, I'm full."

Yunan shook her head and resolutely refused.so a book sent from the Southern Border Kingdom."Uncle, what does Nanjing Country mean"Yun An'an flipped through the blue-covered book in her hand. It recorded various strange and wondrous tales, with...