After becoming pregnant, the cold-hearted nobles all went mad.

"Good! That old man really deserved it!"

The students have suffered greatly under Master Du's tutelage for the past two weeks, and even Shen Lingyi was once subjected to difficulties.

Now that they see someone can cure this old man, they're overjoyed, so why would anyone go and help him?

Some daring individuals in the audience were still clapping and cheering.

Shen Lingyi was watching with great interest when Wei Chengrui suddenly looked at her.

Their eyes met, and the man gave her a provocative smile, unrestrained and wicked, his thin lips moving as he mouthed something.

"I'm here to cause you trouble, Shen Lingyi."

In the dead of winter, the hand warmer continued to emit heat tirelessly, but Shen Lingyi felt as if someone had ripped off her clothes and thrown in an icicle, making her shiver.

...Never mind, I knew it would turn out like this.

As a favorite of the current emperor, Wei Chengrui has a multitude of people fawning over him even when he's just standing still.

In the corridors and classrooms, wherever you encountered him, there was always a large group of people following behind him.

Coincidentally, Shen Lingyi was the same.

I wonder if anyone secretly hopes that these two groups will meet and what will happen.

That day, what these people had hoped for actually came true.

"Shen Lingyi, let's go to a restaurant outside. To be honest, the chef at the academy is really not good at cooking. We should really find a better one..."

Xie Chichun's rambling stopped abruptly, and Shen Lingyi was suddenly plunged into silence.

Following the direction she was looking, Wei Chengrui was leading his men toward the martial arts hall, twirling an arrow in his hand.

"What a coincidence, Miss Shen."

He laughed wickedly, spinning around even more gleefully, and turned to the person next to him, saying, "Weren't you worried about not having enough people to have fun? Look, here come all the people."

The man didn't dare to answer, and gave an awkward smile.

Everyone knows about the affair between Prince Wei and the second young lady of the Shen family. Calling them mortal enemies is too lenient.

At this moment, he only regretted why he had come out today; he was so regretful that he was practically green with envy.

Shen Lingyi immediately noticed something amiss, her voice tinged with interest, "Are they going to play pitch-pot?"

"That was true, but now that you're here, Second Miss, let's do something exciting. Otherwise, I'll just get moldy staying in this academy all day long, doing nothing but reading and practicing calligraphy."

"Unfortunately, I have things to do."

Wei Chengrui reached out to stop her, raising an eyebrow and smiling, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Is Miss Shen afraid of even archery?"

He held her snow-white wrist in his hand, as if he could break it with the slightest force.

Shen Lingyi's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness as she raised her foot to kick him, but he naturally dodged it. "If the young master doesn't know how to respect people, this young lady doesn't mind teaching him a lesson."

"Okay."

Wei Chengrui laughed, "If I win, you can say whatever you want. I'll let you teach me."

Shen Lingyi didn't want to gamble with him.

She never intended to have any involvement with Wei Chengrui at the academy. Private matters are private matters. She had important things to do at the academy, and she couldn't let romantic feelings waste her time.

But the temptation he offered was indeed compelling; who wouldn't want to command a young prince who held a high position of power?

Seeing that she was really tempted, Xie Chichun quickly tugged at Shen Lingyi and said worriedly, "Hey, Shen Lingyi, don't really do something foolish! What can you do with your skinny arms and legs? I think that so-called prince has ill intentions. Be careful he doesn't try anything funny."

"Wei Chengrui wouldn't be so despicable." Shen Lingyi knew her ex-fiancé well; even after his trip to the northern frontier, his fundamental nature remained unchanged.

Wei Chengrui is only tough on the surface, he can only make some threats, but his actions are just so-so.

Therefore, Shen Lingyi's attitude towards him was the most perfunctory among them.

Xie Chichun looked at her as if she were crazy, thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll just take your place."

"No need."

Shen Lingyi smiled at her, her eyes sparkling. "You don't really think I'm that frail, do you?"

That would be a huge mistake...

Someone once taught her how to mount a horse and draw a bow.

Although Shen Lingyi's skills are not as good as those of the legitimate sons of military families, she is not so easily blown away by the wind.

Shen Lingyi stepped forward and took the arrow from Wei Chengrui's palm. "I hope Your Highness will remember your promise."

Even after she turned and left, Wei Chengrui's palm seemed to still retain a trace of softness, and the faint fragrance in the air stirred his heartstrings.

He cursed under his breath and turned to follow.

The martial arts hall is used for students to hone their martial arts skills. Archery is one of the six arts of a gentleman. Since the academy began to recruit female disciples, it has stumped countless talented women who only know how to compose poems and essays. It is no wonder that they are not good at it.

The difference in strength between men and women is inherent. Throughout the history of the Great Wei Dynasty, only one female general has emerged in hundreds of years.

However, the bow-bending exercise was not difficult for Shen Lingyi.

She took the lightest bow, which could be drawn with an arm strength of two or three stones, which meant that Shen Lingyi was also good at rapid shooting.

Wei Chengrui set up a moving target with a string of feathers hanging on it. "Best of three, score points by shooting down the feathers."

"it is good."

Both men simultaneously drew their bows and nocked arrows. Hearing the news, everyone rushed to watch the spectacle, gathering around to discuss who would win.

Suddenly, a unique voice emerged.

The man was dressed in a blue robe with a jade pendant hanging from his chest. He held a fan and struck a dashing pose, but now he was no longer smiling, nor even waving his fan. "Gentlemen, don't you think Miss Shen and Prince Wei's movements are somewhat similar?"

"Impossible, impossible... You must have seen wrong."

"I've never heard of Shen Er practicing martial arts. There are no male heirs in this generation of the Shen family. The title will probably end when it is passed down to their father. A title that is passed down for only one generation is extremely rare."

"Who can argue with that? It's just that women can't practice martial arts as well as men."

"..."

Hearing the whispers of those people, Wei Chengrui recalled an afternoon many years ago when Shen Lingyi's eyes were red as she wanted to learn martial arts.

He was just a little boy then, scratching his head. He hadn't even learned to be a decent person yet, so naturally he was afraid of leading others astray: "You, why do you want to learn this?"

"Learning martial arts is very difficult and arduous; I'm afraid you can't handle it."

He wanted to scare Shen Lingyi so that she would back down.

Shen Lingyi declared resolutely, "I'm not afraid of hardship! I'll trample all those who laughed at me under my feet!"

"laugh!"

The arrow grazed the rope tightly binding the feathers, but failed to break it. Disappointed voices came from the crowd.

Wei Chengrui was not surprised at all. As an experienced military general, he knew whether the arrow would hit or not the moment he released it.

Obviously,

The moment he lost focus, that arrow was destined to lose to someone.

Sure enough, cheers soon erupted from the surroundings. Shen Lingyi, who had been underestimated, actually shot down a feather with an arrow, displaying incredible momentum!

"First round, I concede." Shen Lingyi raised her eyebrows triumphantly, revealing a look he knew all too well. Whenever she won something good, she would always be so smug.

Wei Chengrui thought he had long forgotten what kind of curve those upturned almond eyes would form, and how cunning and lively they would be.

I only learned today that he still remembers it, and knows it perfectly well.