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62. Entering Taixue【3】

There is no particularly powerful person in the family, but this generation has a genius like Situ Yao.

Situ Yao's genius does not lie in how abnormal his spiritual power is, but because he is the only person in the Qinglong Empire in the past hundred years who has both fire spiritual power and wood spiritual power.

In other words, he is an alchemist.

What does it mean to be an alchemist? That is what countless phantom masters also want to worship, because all kinds of magical elixirs and weapons are all made by alchemists!

Therefore, when those arrogant and domineering nobles heard Situ Yao's voice, no one dared to say anything.

In a world where the jungle prevails, everything depends only on strength.

The prince and Situ Yao are very familiar, not because of any friendship between them, but because Situ Yao admires Princess Qingtong.

It can be said that because of Princess Qingtong, Situ Yao has often become the prince's protective umbrella in the Imperial Academy...

In the memory of the prince, he envied, admired and was grateful for Situ Yao. When he came to Taixue, whenever he saw him, it was like seeing a savior. He wished he could squat in a pit when going to the toilet...

What a shameful memory...

"I went out of the city with my father a few days ago, and I just came back. I heard that Duan Mulei took the opportunity to bully you again, right? Don't be afraid, I will help you beat him up when I see him soon!"

Situ Yao walked up to her, with a hint of concern in his hearty smile. He felt relieved when he saw that she was well.

"No need." Wei Ning has a cold nature, but she can't hug him like a prince. She turned around and walked towards the Imperial Academy, "He probably won't show up for a long time."

Situ Yao was stunned. He had just come back and came to Taixue without stopping in order to meet Princess Qingtong...

He didn't have time to know what happened in the palace.

"Why?" Situ Yao followed up and asked.

"He killed someone and was imprisoned." Wei Ning said calmly.

Situ Yao was stunned again, and then laughed: "Hahaha, you deserve it! That brat has his day too!"

Wei Ning glanced at him. If he knew about Princess Qingtong, he might not be able to laugh anymore.

But she didn't want to tell him in person...

"Brother, wait for me!" On the carriage of Beiling Prince's Mansion at the door, a girl in pink ran down and chased after her while holding up her skirt.

Situ Yao turned around and smiled: "Xiao Jing, come here and tell you something interesting."

Situ Jing ran over panting and gave Wei Ning a cold smile, "Your Highness."

Wei Ning felt her scalp was a little numb, because in the prince's memory, she was even more stubborn towards this Situ Jing, to the point where everyone said she admired Situ Jing.

In fact, the prince also wanted to protect himself. After all, Situ Yao's reputation as an alchemist was there, and everyone respected Situ Jing. The prince was afraid of being bullied, so he showed great affection to Situ Jing every day.

This little beauty only responded politely at first, but then as the prince became more and more aggressive, how could she, a little girl, not be angry when being pestered by men every day?

But it was useless to be angry. The prince was scared of being beaten, and subconsciously felt that the Situ Yao brothers and sisters were his saviors. He had to hold on tightly to them no matter what, never letting them leave him.

Later, as long as Situ Yao was not around, Situ Jing would hide as far away from him as the plague...

It’s a memory that I can’t bear to look back on…

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