Late at night, Xiao Lezi returned to his room, lay on the bed, tossing and turning, and his mind was filled with the prince's face when he was asleep, and the soft touch he left between his fingers.
She couldn't sleep, so she simply climbed out of bed, took out a pen and paper, and skillfully drew a picture of a beautiful man based on the imagination of the prince in her mind.
She looked at the beautiful men in the painting and felt that there were too few, so she added another beautiful man with her pen. Both of their clothes were half-undressed, and they looked at each other affectionately, so ambiguous that it made people blush and their hearts beat.
In her previous life, she was a senior fujoshi who made a living by drawing Danmei comics. Now she is back to her old career and is actually quite successful.
She dipped the brush in ink again, placed it on another piece of paper, and continued painting...
At dawn the next day, Xiao Lezi carried the book and followed the prince's sedan chair, walking step by step to the Imperial College.
Most of the students who can study in the Imperial College are the proud sons of the royal family. Everyone has a strong background and a complicated network of connections.
They all have one thing in common...they are surrounded by this little book boy.
Xiao Lezi's impression of a book boy was to help his master grind ink when he was writing and drawing, and to burn incense when his master was reading and playing the piano... Only when she arrived in the Imperial Academy class did she realize that her idea was so stupid.
The Master wanted to randomly check the homework assigned by the students yesterday, and the first one he picked was His Highness the Crown Prince. As a result, the Crown Prince spread his hands apologetically: "I'm sorry, I forgot my homework in the palace and didn't bring it out."
Just when Xiao Lezi was about to take the lead and run back to get the prince's homework, the master pulled out a ruler and said in a deep voice: "According to the rules, if you don't complete your homework, you will be slapped ten times and stretch out your hand."
What? If you don’t do your homework, you will be punished corporally. This is so inhumane!
Xiao Lezi looked at the prince sympathetically, but saw that the prince and other students were looking at her with more sympathy. Before she could recover, the master slapped her hard on the back with a ruler:
"Are you deaf when I ask you to stretch your hands?!"
The little Lezi who realized it in hindsight finally understood that in the Imperial College, whenever students make mistakes, they are punished by the book boys. There is no way, the people who can study here are the nobles, who dares to really beat them? Naturally, the only choice is to let them
Their book boy came to collect the punishment on his behalf.
Xiao Lezi sent a pitiful look to the prince asking for help, but the prince just missed her gaze and lowered his head to flip through the book without any intention of helping.
Under the master's sharp gaze, Xiao Lezi could only bite his lower lip, slowly stretched out his hands, and watched helplessly as the ruler suddenly fell down, his palms twitching in pain.
She huddled her shoulders, closed her eyes, and couldn't bear to look any further.
There was a crisp sound, and another...
By the time she finished ten strokes, her hands had swollen into two round braised pig's trotters, which were horrible and painful.
After the class, the prince looked at Xiao Lezi, who was almost crying in pain, and said calmly: "Now, are you still willing to go up the mountain of swords and the sea of fire for me?"
...I will drag you to death with me even on the mountain of knives and the sea of fire!
With tears in his eyes, Xiao Lezi gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."
The prince looked at her with a noble and cold look, the subtext seemed to say...you stupid human being.
Xiao Lezi lowered her head in silence. From the prince's point of view, he could just see her white and slender neck, as well as the crumbling tears in the corners of her eyes. Her meek and respectful look moved his heart.
He turned his head, coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, rolled up his sleeves and left.
Xiao Lezi followed him silently, imagining in his mind the scene of hanging this brat on the beam and beating him hard. He meowed. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Brat, please wait for me! (Unfinished)