Her guards

Chapter 129 Senior Brother and Junior Sister

More than half a month has passed since that exam.

After the exam, aside from revealing the false identity, nothing else was said.

No one mentioned the rumors before the exam that the first person to be accepted as a disciple would be expelled if they didn't do well. Everyone thought the rumors were just a pretext to get rid of those three.

Since the emperor has forgiven the three men and they no longer need to be expelled, the matter is now considered closed.

During this period, the chief priest stopped coming to teach them, and Yang Luo did not receive any special treatment. He attended classes with everyone as before, and his seat was still at the back. After class, he would still copy notes for Princess Wuyang.

But, so, is it true that it was true about the disciple?

Princess Heisei looked at "Yang Luo".

After a brief moment of surprise, Princess Wuyang and Princess Nangong's voices rang out again.

“Ah Jiao, do you know Yang Luo? She’s my study companion.”

"Ah Jiao, are you calling Yang Luo? Where are you going?"

Whether he was frightened or because both princesses addressed him as A-Jiao, Yang Luo, who was standing there, did not speak.

Wei Jiao did not answer the two princesses, but looked at Yang Luo with a smile.

“Miss Yang, aren’t you going to listen to the lecturer’s class?” he asked.

What would she say? Princess Heisei wondered.

"Hey, Commandant Wei, you must be joking, right?"
……

.......
This piece of shit.

Mo Zheng felt the astonished gazes around her and inwardly cursed her bad luck.

She did receive a message from the instructor saying that the chief priest would be giving a lesson to his disciples today, and this kind of lesson specifically refers to the direct disciples.

To avoid attracting attention, she decided to go out with everyone and return to class after seeing Yang Luo and Liu Chan off.

As a result, he encountered Wei Jiao.

Wei Jiao took the initiative to call her over. Was it because he was enthusiastic?

of course not!

Yang Luo had told her, and she had also seen it with her own eyes, that Princess Heping was the only one who could earn Wei Jiao's respect and closeness, while the other princesses were not taken seriously by Wei Jiao.

His sudden public display of this behavior towards her was clearly an attempt to incite jealousy and hatred among the princesses.

Even without looking away, Mo Zheng could sense the undisguised jealousy of Princess Wuyang and Princess Nangong. As for Princess Heicheng, she wasn't jealous, but her eyes betrayed her surprise.

That bastard, tormenting these three princesses wasn't enough, he added her to the mix too.

But did he think she was flustered and frightened?

"I'm going." Mo Zheng met Wei Jiao's gaze with a bright smile, "It'll be good to keep you company, Senior Brother."

Senior brother...

The surrounding gazes were once again stunned.

Wei Jiao raised her eyebrows slightly with a smile.

"Alright, junior sister," he spat out the address through gritted teeth, "Let's go together."

……

.......
A tall young man in a red cloak and a slender young woman in a light blue cloak walked side by side along the covered walkway toward the library.

The accompanying girls remained standing, watching them leave in astonishment, completely silent.

Are you dreaming?
Was that person really Wei Jiao?

“I have never seen Ajiao like this before…” Princess Wuyang murmured, unable to find the words to describe it.

mild?

Care?

kind?

This attitude was not shown towards them, nor towards Princess Heisei.

Her expression turned strange in an instant, as if she didn't know whether to be jealous of Yang Luo or to be overjoyed at something that even Princess Heicheng didn't have.

Light footsteps broke the silence, and the maidservant snapped out of her reverie to see Princess Heisei walking outside.

"The weather is getting colder and colder, thankfully we don't have to go to class anymore," Princess Heisei said.

The young ladies-in-waiting hurriedly followed, "Yes, yes." "Is the princess still going hunting these days?" "It's almost a festival, so she won't be going out."

The previous topic continued once again, seemingly uninterrupted, in a lively and engaging manner.

However, things were somewhat different from before. Many of the companion girls no longer followed the princess's gaze, but instead glanced back at her from time to time.

Yang Luozhen became the disciple of the chief priest.

Even Wei Jiao had to call her junior sister!
Good heavens, he's really become a scholar! He's not here to be the princess's study companion anymore!

……

.......
"Senior brother."

As they stepped into the covered corridor, all the gazes behind them disappeared, and Mo Zheng called out to speak.

But Wei Jiao, who had been walking beside her, quickened her pace and took two or three steps ahead. Mo Zheng immediately followed, grabbing Wei Jiao's cloak as she did so.

Her hands, though seemingly fair, were surprisingly strong; Wei Jiao couldn't break free even for a moment.

"Junior sister, isn't it inappropriate to be so affectionate in private?" He turned to look at her.

Mo Zheng pretended not to hear, clutching his cloak and looking at him expectantly: "Captain, have you found those who harmed me? Why are you so eager to tell me?"

For this? Wei Jiao raised an eyebrow: "Of course not. Don't you know how powerful the person who can kill you repeatedly is?"

Mo Zheng looked at him: "But you failed to kill me several times. I think you might not be that powerful."

"That bastard is so arrogant," Wei Jiao scoffed. "Then what's the point of looking? Just wait for them to come and kill you again. Let's just wait for them to come and kill us."

After saying that, he reached out to slap away Mo Zheng's hand that was holding him.

Shouts came from ahead.

"Wei Jiao! What are you doing!"

Wei Jiao looked up and saw Ling Yu standing in front of him, holding a book and looking at him coldly.

At the same time, the pressure on his body loosened, and the force that had been gripping the cloak and almost strangling his neck dissipated. The girl took a step back, looking timid.

“Ah, Miss Yang,” Ling Yu called out, “I’m waiting for you.”

Mo Zheng smiled at him and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Ling." She then took a step forward, but Wei Jiao was one step ahead and quickly passed her to Ling Yu.

"You should just gouge your eyes out," he said. "What's the point of keeping them?"

He pushed past him and went on his way.

Ling Yu glared at him, then looked at Mo Zheng who was walking over and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Mo Zheng smiled and said, "I'm fine. This is my first time here. The Commandant Wei doesn't know me well, so he asked me a few questions."

“He still has the nerve to ask you? He doesn’t come nine times out of ten, so he’s not even qualified to ask others,” Ling Yu said, frowning as she looked at Wei Jiao ahead. “I don’t know what’s gotten into him today.”

Wei Jiao heard this from ahead and sneered.

Of course, we're here to see if the foolish and arrogant Wang Zaitian knows what kind of scoundrel he's taken as his disciple.

A sweet female voice came from behind me.

"...Don't worry, Senior Brother Ling, I won't be like him."

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.......
"Don't buy too much, there are only a few of us and we can't finish it all."

Liu Chan dropped Yang Luo off in front of a restaurant on the street and gave her some instructions.

Because Mo Zheng had a separate class, Yang Luo came back with Liu Chan first. To celebrate the end of the classes before the New Year, the three of them would have dinner together tonight.

"I understand," Yang Luo said, gesturing to Liu Chan, "Go back and prepare the other dishes. My young lady will pick me up after class."

Liu Chan nodded, gesturing to the old man driving the cart.

The butcher couple next door couldn't always help her drive the cart, so Liu Chan asked them to help her hire someone.

The old man was taciturn but hardworking. He picked up and dropped off the animals on time, and after that, he would go to work odd jobs at the braised meat shop. He also lived at Zhang the butcher's house, which was very convenient.

Yang Luo stood outside the door watching Liu Chan's car leave. His gaze swept across the bustling street, seeing peddlers hawking their wares, begging children, and a chubby, wealthy couple mingling among the crowds as the car slowly drove away.

"Are you eating here or ordering food, young lady?"

The shop assistants greeted us warmly.

Yang Luo looked away and smiled at him: "Order some food to take back."

The waiter drawled, "Alright, please come in and get the menu."

……

.......
"Miss, this is the latest intelligence report."

Following Hong Lin's words, Yang Luo, who was sitting at the table, opened the booklet that was on the surface a recipe booklet, which contained both text and route diagrams.

“Wei Jiao has been investigating these places these days,” Hong Lin said, pointing to a bookstore. “The investigation stopped at this bookstore.”

Yang Luo nodded: "They dared to expose this bookstore, so they must have made thorough preparations to cut their losses." After saying that, he closed the booklet and said, "Let's continue to investigate behind Wei Jiao and the embroiderers."

As Mo Zheng said, Wei Jiao was to cut grass and provide cover in front, while they would look for an opportunity to catch snakes from behind.

Hong Lin responded with a yes, and then handed over a menu booklet: "This is the movement of the people from the Yichun Marquis's residence, the Li family, the Ding'an Duke's residence, and the Yongwu Earl's residence over the past two days."

Yang Luo took it and opened it, looking at the words on it, countless images appeared before his eyes.

The Third Master Chai of the Marquis of Yichun's mansion held a banquet at his villa. Doctor Li and three scholars went hiking in the snow. The Duke of Ding'an sent more than a dozen people to fetch his son, Yang Shanshu, to return home from his studies. The Earl of Yongwu, having drunk too much, failed to mount his horse outside the gate and whipped the coachman...

She sat indoors, her hearing and eyesight sharp, unlike in her previous life when she was deaf and blind, easily deceived, and died without even knowing how she died.

A shop assistant pushed open the door and bowed respectfully to Yang Luo.

“Miss, those people from last time are here,” he said. “At the braised meat shop.”

Even though Xiu Yi was investigating, those people remained fearless. Instead of disappearing or retreating, they came to the capital again, showing that they were quite confident. Yang Luo thought to himself, "No wonder someone as smart and capable as Mo Zheng died in her previous life."

She closed the booklet and stood up: "Okay, I'll go see them."

(End of this chapter)