If you want to survive after transmigrating, become the male protagonist's new mother.

Gao Gao peeked out of the pocket, and Pei Yuening gestured for her to hide quickly.

The servants in the manor were already busy preparing.

The morning sunlight gradually streamed through the window; the weather was beautiful today, with not a cloud in the sky.

When the servants saw Pei Yuening pass by, they all stopped what they were doing and bowed their heads in greeting.

Pei Yuening nodded in response to each one.

The surroundings gradually quieted down.

Pei Yuening walked up to Ye Jiyun's door and knocked.

"Enter."

Upon hearing the response, Pei Yuening pushed open the door and went inside.

Ye Jiyun had already changed her clothes and was standing by the window.

The morning light streamed in from behind him, illuminating his suit with a warm glow.

He turned his head, saw the plate in Pei Yuening's hand, and chuckled softly, "What have you made now?"

"I'd say it's a lemon-based dessert."

Pei Yuening walked over, placed the plate on the table, and said succinctly, "Brother, eat."

Ye Jiyun sat down.

He laid out his napkin, picked up his fork, took a bite, and put it in his mouth.

It has a refreshing aftertaste and a delicious sweet and sour flavor.

Ye Jiyun nodded: "It's delicious as always."

Pei Yuening stood to the side, pursing her lips, occasionally stealing a glance at him.

Ye Jiyun raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

"Do you want me to take you to school?"

Pei Yuening quickly waved her hand: "No, no, brother, you go about your business."

"That is?"

"Uh..." Pei Yuening smiled sheepishly and patted his pocket.

A golden light flew out, drew an arc in the air, and landed steadily on the table.

Ye Jiyun's eyes flickered slightly.

"Brother," Pei Yuening said, "this is my flower fairy familiar, her name is Gao Gao."

"You should...have met her before."

Gao Gao stood at attention.

She folded her wings, her two small arms hanging at her sides, looked up at Ye Jiyun, and said in a clear voice, "Hello, brother!"

"My name is Gao Gao!"

The room fell silent for a moment.

Ye Jiyun stared at the small, palm-sized creature on the table, its body glowing with a pale golden light, and her fork froze in mid-air.

"……Hello."

Pei Yuening wanted to say something, but Gao Gao had already familiarly sat on Ye Jiyun's shoulders.

"Wow! Brother, you're so strong!" Gao Gao leaned closer to Ye Jiyun and took a sniff. "An SS-rank swordsman! Right!"

Ye Jiyun smiled and said, "Yes, that's right."

Gao Gao bounced twice on his shoulder, flapping its wings loudly.

"You speak so sweetly; no wonder your master says you're the gentlest person in the world!"

Pei Yuening's ears turned red: "...When did I say that?"

"Just yesterday! You said it in the kitchen!" Gao Gao said matter-of-factly.

Pei Yuening: "…………"

Okay, I can't stay in this awful place anymore.

"Brother!" Pei Yuening called out.

"Hmm?" Ye Jiyun turned her head.

Pei Yuening glared at the large strainer, cleared her throat, and finally said, "It's the first day of school today, so it's inconvenient for me to bring her along."

"So I'd like to ask you to look after her for me while I'm at school."

Ye Jiyun didn't hesitate: "Okay."

"Hehe," Gao Gao chuckled, "Don't worry, brother, I'll just eat and take a nap occasionally, I definitely won't bother you."

"That's very good."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the butler's voice came from outside the door: "Young Master, His Majesty the Duke. It's almost time."

"The carriage is ready, and the textbooks and supplies have been arranged. Please proceed."

Pei Yuening replied, "Okay, I'll be right there."

He turned to look at Ye Jiyun: "Brother, I'm leaving now."

Ye Jiyun nodded.

He stood up and helped Pei Yuening tidy up her stray hairs.

Finally, I bent down and gently placed a kiss on his forehead.

"Be careful on the road," he said.

"Okay." Pei Yuening nodded obediently, "Goodbye, brother."

"goodbye."

Pei Yuening opened the door to the study.

A gentle breeze blew in, carrying the scent of Rhodes roses from the garden, and the last trace of drowsiness completely dissipated.

He stepped out of the hall, where a carriage was already waiting.

The butler opened the car door for him and helped him sit down.

The wheels turned slowly, moving forward along the stone-paved road.

Alright, time to suffer.

The carriage bumped along the cobblestone streets of the inner city, almost shaking the lemons in Pei Yuening's stomach.

The white spire of the Holy Academy is now visible.

The number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased. There were students in school uniforms walking in twos and threes in the same direction, and vendors hawking their wares on the roadside.

The carriage gradually slowed down, and the noise outside grew louder and louder.

"We've arrived at the Holy Academy, young master," the coachman's voice came from outside.

Pei Yuening took a deep breath.

Well, whether you stick your neck out or not, you'll still get stabbed.

"They're here."

The driver opened the car door, stepped off, and looked up—

Good guy.

The college gate was even more magnificent than he had seen in books.

Two large black wrought iron doors were wide open, with the three gold-plated characters "Holy Academy" engraved on the lintel, almost blinding him.

A number of students had already gathered at the entrance, walking in in twos and threes.

Some were chatting and laughing, some had serious faces, and some were staring at him.

Pei Yuening felt those gazes.

Curious, scrutinizing, disdainful.

He lowered his eyes, silently picked up his schoolbag, and followed the flow of people inside.

According to the rules, he had to attend the opening ceremony first.

The auditorium is located at the deepest part of the college, requiring a long walk along a tree-lined path.

The sycamore trees on both sides have just sprouted new buds, and sunlight shines through the branches and leaves, casting dappled patterns on the ground.

Pei Yuening walked at a moderate pace, her eyes fixed ahead, but her ears felt a little hot.

He could already hear crickets chirping at him.

"Is that Pei Yuening?"

"Winston...the one from Duke Ye's family?"

"Yes, that's him. I heard he was pretty arrogant at school, but I don't know if it's true."

"What's with the arrogance? They're all useless, they don't even have magic power, they just rely on their family background."

"Shhh-keep it down."

Pei Yuening pretended not to hear, a standard smile on her lips.

Ah yes, yes, you're all right, are you happy now?

If he weren't afraid of triggering the plot and putting his face right in Ollie's hands to be slapped, he would have definitely taken advantage of his family background to unleash his fury.

He quickened his pace and soon crossed the tree-lined path.

The entrance to the auditorium came into view.

The oak door was open, and the interior was dimly lit, but rows of seats could be seen stretching from front to back.

At the very front was a tall platform, behind which hung an imperial flag.

Students have already taken their seats.

Pei Yuening stood at the door and glanced around.

The first few rows were mostly occupied by children of noble families. Although they wore the same school uniforms, their posture, demeanor, and the people surrounding them were all different from the quiet, commoner geniuses sitting in the back.

The front row... the front row seats.

There are three spots in the very center, but one is empty.

Ollie was sitting on his left, and one of the people he had seen before, who was following behind him, was sitting on his right.

Pei Yuening: "..."

Okay, now we know who that person is.

The classmate who could sit in the front row was probably Lin Huaijin, the only son of the Imperial Prince.

He had imagined this scene, but when he actually stood there, it still felt a bit surreal.

The original owner was so arrogant at school, and didn't even have any magic power, so why was he sitting there?

Because his brother is a duke.

Pei Yuening took a deep breath.

He walked with a humble yet confident demeanor, keeping his eyes level and a polite smile on his lips.

But the crickets continued to chirp, their chirping a standard, off-the-cuff sound.

They were so afraid the readers wouldn't see it that they didn't consider whether the person involved could hear it at all.

"Here it comes, here it comes."

"He really dares to sit in the front row?"

"Nonsense, their status speaks for itself."

Ollie ignored this.

He stared straight ahead, sitting upright, his entire body radiating the words "Keep Out."

It's as if he'd go on a rampage if I dared to strike up a conversation with him.

Lin Huaijin glanced at him.

His gaze was indifferent, then he turned away.

Pei Yuening sat down between the two of them.

Place the schoolbag at your feet and rest your hands naturally on your hips.

perfect.

He appeared calm and collected on the surface, but his mind was already racing with thoughts.

On his left is the original author Long Aotian, who is hostile to him; on his right is the prince's only son, with whom he has not yet become familiar; he is sandwiched in the middle like a cookie.

Pei Yuening's eye twitched.

Can't Cao Dan's opening ceremony end soon? Why does he have to experience everything that was only mentioned briefly in the original story?!

The moment he sat down, several pairs of eyes fell on him from behind.

Ollie, who was next to him, finally turned his head and glanced at him.

"snort."

Pei Yuening ignored him.

Another outbreak of swine fever.

Fortunately, not long after, the lights in the auditorium suddenly dimmed, leaving only a spotlight.

All eyes turned to the podium.

Two figures walked out from the side door.

Just as their figures gradually became clear, Pei Yuening was stunned for three seconds.

Who are you beautiful ladies?

Wasn't the headmaster of the Holy Academy in the original work a pot-bellied, greasy old man?

Those two cool and sassy moms in front of me... wait, what's going on with them, ladies??