Chapter 67: Becoming a Student (Part 3) (Subscription Request for the First Chapter)

Chapter 67: Becoming a Student (Part 3) (Subscription Request for the First Chapter)

The Milky Way leaps high in the sky, casting down a shimmering moonlight.

An hour of reading aloud was for Prince Jiyue, and Su Rao herself learned quite a bit of obscure history until Prince Jiyue wanted to rest, only then did the two stop.

They each returned to their own rooms.

"Yisu, do you think during those three days at Wanglu Temple, Yun Jiyue must have been enduring my presence with great restraint? He started teaching me like a scholar as soon as I arrived. How much he must have wished for me to leave sooner rather than later. If it weren't for Yun..."

Realizing that she wasn't in her own RAO Xiang courtyard, Su Rao held back the words 'Yun Yu' that were on the tip of her tongue.

"If it weren't for this imperial decree, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to step through the gates of the Yun Mansion."

After washing up and removing her makeup, Su Rao's gaze fell upon the bright yellow jade scroll of the imperial decree on the table. Her peach blossom eyes flickered with a mysterious light, her eyebrows exquisitely beautiful.

Then, a faint smile appeared, the peach-colored corners of her eyes becoming even more enchantingly beautiful, coloring her entire eye socket. The triangular scar on her forehead faded in comparison, revealing a stunning beauty that captivated all.

"But I also owe it to this imperial decree. From now on, Su Rao will undergo a great transformation. It can be said that a master has produced a talented apprentice. A woman from the Su family, taught by Prince Jiyue, will amaze the entire Yun Lang, even if her appearance is damaged."

A bold and sharp glint flashed in her peach blossom eyes, making it impossible to conceal her radiant splendor.

Dazzling and brilliant.

Watching this, Yisu felt a surge of pride. This was their princess.

A princess who had always been stunningly beautiful.

What did it matter if her appearance was damaged?

After tidying up, Su Rao said, "By the way, about the matter between Su Rao and Yun Mujing..."

"Miss, I've already informed Brother to investigate this. No detail is too small."

Yisu knew what Su Rao was going to say.

What was the unusual relationship between the real Su Rao and Yun Mujing? This matter had to be handled with caution and care, leaving no room for any carelessness or negligence. Every detail needed to be thoroughly investigated.

This was the most important matter for Su Rao right now. Now that she had given clear instructions, she just needed to wait for Yinying to figure everything out.

She climbed onto the bed, preparing to rest.

"Oh, Miss, today, Prince Yi of Zhusiam appeared outside the Yun Mansion."

Suddenly remembering the conversation she overheard between Yunfeng and Yunling earlier, Yisu immediately informed Su Rao. After all, there was still no trace of Han Mochen, and this was also a major matter, one that concerned the survival of the Su family.

"Prince... Yi... Han... Mochen..."

Leaning against the bed cushion, Su Rao took out the Free and Easy Order from her purse.

She knew...

There must have been many people lurking in the shadows today.

"This matter cannot be rushed. Han Mochen's whereabouts are unpredictable. If he doesn't show up, we won't be able to confirm anything. We can only proceed gradually."

Caressing the 'Han' character on the Free and Easy Order, her face was calm.

But her peach blossom eyes deepened in intensity.

"If we assume that Han Mochen is Prince Yi, then his approach to me must be because he wants to use me for something, or perhaps use the entire Su family, the Lian Pavilion...

Today, Prince Yi's appearance outside the Yun Mansion must be related to Yun Jiyue. And the only thing I can think of is the strategy 'War Strategy' that Yun Jiyue mentioned..."

So his purpose...

Suddenly gripping the Free and Easy Order tightly, her fingertips turned slightly white.

To vie for supremacy in the world.

If Han Mochen is Prince Yi, he will likely appear to find her very soon.

"Yisu, actually, I hope Han Mochen doesn't show up too quickly. That person, I feel like he's similar to me. With such a kindred spirit, I really don't want to become enemies with him."

Because once people like them become enemies, it would be an enormous danger.

They could only kill each other.

Yisu felt heartache, sitting beside the bed and embracing Su Rao. "Miss, don't worry too much. Get some rest! We'll know about these things sooner or later."

Su Rao smiled faintly, loosening her fingers. Yes, they would know eventually.

Under the night sky filled with stars, snowflakes drifted down the next morning, turning the entire Qingfeng residence into a vast expanse of white. The snow-covered landscape was a dazzling sight, dressed in silver and white.

A thick layer of snow had fallen among the bamboo groves, a contrast of green bamboo against the white snow.

Just as the hour of Chen arrived, that striking red figure emerged from the house, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit.

The cold wind blew against her fair cheeks, chilling them. She hadn't applied any makeup, her fair and tender skin crystal clear and luminous, like jade. If not for the color rendered by her peach blossom eyes, the unsightly triangular scar on her forehead would have stood out even more against such fair skin.

Morning runs would ruin her makeup anyway.

So Su Rao didn't bother with it.

As for whether her fair complexion would be seen by others in the Yun Mansion, Su Rao wasn't worried at all.

Ever since those three days at Wanglu Temple, Yunling had already seen her true appearance. Using the Lian Pavilion's 'Flower Dew', it wasn't surprising that her complexion was so fair. Besides, not just anyone could enter Qingfeng residence.

Directly leaping down from the second floor, she didn't let the snowfall of today deter her from Yun Jiyue's arrangement last night. She began jogging around Qingfeng residence.

Upon stepping out, the chilly wind pierced her skin, but after two laps, her body began to warm, chasing away the cold.

Her cheeks flushed with a natural rouge, a soft pink that seemed painted by nature's own hand.

A slender figure, straight and upright, circled the Qingfeng Abode again and again, not relying on inner strength but running in earnest.

Ten laps might be a mere trifle for someone trained in martial arts, but Su Rao's ten were equivalent to twenty for others.

Behind the medicinal garden of Qingfeng Abode lay an archery range and training ground, separated from the garden by a lacquered wall and connected through an arched gate.

This expansive area occupied half of Qingfeng Abode's grounds.

After eight laps, beads of sweat dotted Su Rao's forehead; her hands on her waist, she didn't slow her pace or decrease her speed, her mouth slightly agape.

Inhale, exhale.

Her breathing was even, her rhythm steady, keeping her breath stable without panting.

Another lap passed.

A crack appeared in the window of Yun Ji's bedroom, revealing a tranquil silhouette under the moonlight.

Since Su Rao left the house, Yun Ji had stood by the window, a faint smile gracing his beautiful face as he heard the crunching sound of her footsteps in the snow.

A noble tree in full bloom.

Calculating that one more lap remained, he pushed open the window before him.

A sudden chill rushed into the room, dispelling the lingering warmth.

A light cough.

"Prince..."

Yun Ling and Yun Feng stood nearby, their brows furrowed, reminding Yun Ji to take care of his health.

Yun Ji waved them off; it was just a bit of coldness, nothing serious.

"How did Jing and Yu Mo fare last night? Yu Mo must have been vexed again."

Yun Feng and Yun Ling knew they couldn't control the Prince, so when Yun Ji asked, Yun Feng could only suppress his worries.

"Prince, the Seventh Prince's dress was almost completely stripped by Second Master Su."

Yun Ji tilted his head slightly, seemingly frowning, prompting Yun Feng to quickly add: "Fortunately, no major incident occurred. The Seventh Prince directly threatened that if Second Master Su dared to see his body, he would have to take responsibility for him."

Yun Feng's lips twitched as he said this. If Second Master Su really dared to undress the Seventh Prince, the latter might indeed carry out his threat, a preference for men.

The bright red figure returned, running from afar. Yun Ji's ear twitched slightly, and he stepped out of the room, shaking his head lightly at Yun Feng's words.

"It's only because Yu Mo can't forget that he tolerates Jing. If Jing continues to provoke him like this, sooner or later, Yu Mo will lose control."

Yun Feng was stunned, his eyes wide, while Yun Ling wore a rare expression of surprise.

"Prince, Second Master wouldn't..."

"In this world, who can explain the myriad emotions? If one could control their heart, how could there be a three-year-long unrequited love, an unresolved anger?"

Yun Ji stepped out of the door. Su Rao finished her ten laps, her flushed face more vivid than any rouge, another layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

Seeing Yun Ji, she approached him.

A pale moonlit handkerchief was offered to her.

"You'll be very hot after running. Go inside first! Otherwise, you might catch a chill."

The handkerchief, luminous white, seemed refined in the hand of its owner, whose fingers were long and distinct. Su Rao accepted it without hesitation, thanking him simply.

Wiping her sweat, she walked towards the Moon Room.

Yun Ji walked alongside her.

Yun Feng and Yun Ling followed behind.

Side by side, the pair under the moonlight, one in warm tones, the other in brilliant red, complemented each other perfectly, a match made in heaven.

An image flashed in Yun Feng's mind, black and purple, also seemingly...

Harmonious...