flstandardbreds Chapter 365 Little Trick
Chapter 365 Little Trick
For example, Qianqiu Changhuan, whom she disdained, went back to her own courtyard first and gave Liu Ling's courtyard gate a sly smile.
At this moment, Liu Ling was still chatting and laughing with the young ladies from other clans, discussing her cultivation experiences from the day.
Although she is on Zhongli Yueluo's side, she will not have much contact with her openly.
At most, they would nod and smile when they met, which was already quite a feat.
Too much contact with her would lead to her being targeted, and other major clans would definitely make an example of her.
This was something Zhongli Yueluo had discussed with her before the start of the school term.
"Strange, why don't I see Qianqiu Changhuan? Logically speaking, she should be showing off in front of me with her head held high."
He stroked his chin and searched around the yard, but couldn't find her. Even her few followers were nowhere to be seen.
Qianqiu Changhuan erected a barrier in the courtyard where they lived, and to prevent others from discovering her, she also concealed her presence.
Inside, she and her few followers looked at Liu Ling's room and smiled strangely.
"Didn't we practice that Water Lily Blooming thing today? Did you get Yue Luo's things?"
“Miss Changhuan, I got it. I took it from her desk while they were chatting outside.”
Looking at the page of paper stained with Zhongli Yueluo's aura, he amplified the aura to its maximum and pasted it on the door of Liu Ling's room.
Then, the binding spell formed a giant water lily inside the door, and this water lily also contained ice needles.
She was still complaining in her heart that this old man Shui Jun couldn't teach anything good; she had already mastered basic calligraphy long ago.
They felt that the outside world had exaggerated their abilities, but in reality they were just ordinary people.
After setting up the water needle trap, they removed the barrier and returned to the crowd as if nothing had happened.
Zhongli Yueluo had been keeping an eye on them and saw them coming from another direction. Wasn't that the direction where they lived?
It seems like they've set some kind of trap in the yard. The chances of them catching her are slim; they might be catching someone else instead.
Why not just go along with their plan?
She saw Qianqiu Changhuan's gaze sweep over her, but she deliberately avoided looking at him.
He shivered as he leaned close to Su Fengling's ear: "Sister, why are you deliberately getting so close?"
"Come here, I have something to tell you, since it's inconvenient for Feng Jun to come here."
If we need to do this kind of thing during the day, we still need to let Su Fengling do it.
After whispering something in his ear, Su Fengling frowned: "Does my sister really have to use such a self-destructive method?"
"How can I expect everyone to feel sorry for me if I don't get hurt myself? Don't you think so, my little brother?"
The tone was calculating, and her finger lightly tapped his chest, which he didn't find offensive.
He grabbed Zhongli Yueluo's icy hand and pressed it against his chest. He shuddered; the cold was piercing to his heart.
Others watched their intimate behavior from time to time, frowning or whispering among themselves.
They are still young and don't yet understand matters of love, but their tutors at home have mentioned it.
After all, they were raised for their families, and some were even betrothed while still in their mother's womb.
Su Fengling released her: "Didn't Shui Jun say when he would untie this for you?"
"Wait until you pass his test."
Zhongli Yueluo didn't know what his standards for a qualified person were, but at least it shouldn't be life-threatening.
And being able to sense malice is such a great skill.
"Then you'd better pass the test quickly, sister, otherwise your brother won't be able to get close to you."
The air he exhaled near her ear was warm, but when it reached her, it felt cool.
Su Fengjun naturally overheard their conversation, her eyes filled with worry, and she spoke softly.
“Yueluo, you could just tell the teachers’ instructors and they can handle this. Why take the risk yourself?”
"If they do it once, they'll do it again. It's better to teach them a lesson once than to harass me repeatedly."
"We won't be able to easily go into your young lady's courtyard, so... please be careful."
He knew he couldn't interfere with Zhongli Yueluo's decision, so he could only tell her to be careful.
"No, actually the courtyards are connected, and I'll let everyone come and see them."
Then, with a mischievous grin, she added...
"Although I wanted you to help me with the publicity, you're not up to the task; Feng Ling will have to do it."
If they want her to be seen as a villain, then she'll deliberately become that pitiful, innocent little flower.
It's just because she stole the limelight from Yan Ruoyu among the noble ladies; saying she stole Yan Ruoyu's thunder is not an exaggeration.
After all, Yan Ruyu had never cared about her.
"Miss Liu Ling, I didn't expect your flowers to be so unique."
Qianqiu Changhuan began to try to get closer to Liu Ling, hoping to build some goodwill in her heart.
But the fact that only a single, incomplete lotus flower bloomed on her fingertips sounded somewhat mocking.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Qianqiu Changhuan's face, and then he said, "I can teach you some techniques."
Under her guidance, a complete flower truly blossomed; she did indeed possess some talent.
Liu Ling smiled broadly, her voice sweet and clear: "Thank you for your guidance, Miss Qianqiu."
"We're classmates, there's no need for thanks."
She pretended to be magnanimous, but it wasn't really an act; in fact, she was the same kind of woman before Zhongli Yueluo came.
Indeed, a woman's jealousy is the most terrifying, regardless of age or status.
Changyu Xuanyuan sat to one side, his hands swirling two streams of magical power, which then dispersed into specks.
She saw all of Qianqiu Changhuan's little tricks.
But they just watched and said nothing.
Yan Jinyi and Yan Ruoyu both seemed very busy.
The two of them were nowhere to be seen during the outdoor class; it's unclear where they were taken.
It wasn't until the bell rang to signal the end of the lesson that the two of them appeared in the courtyard.
Two instructors were standing outside, one dressed in red and the other in blue.
"The Water Lord calls Su Fengling."
"The Fire Lord calls upon the Wind Lord."
The two instructors spoke in unison, each keeping a straight posture and ignoring the other.
The two looked at each other, then looked puzzled. Zhongli Yueluo also looked puzzled. Why did they call them?
It turned out that it was simply because the two of them were sitting in the front row.
Every day, Shui Jun would summon different people, while Huo Jun simply needed to speak with Su Feng Jun about something.
As a teacher, he would naturally not be biased, and every student would receive his personal guidance.
Everyone was quite envious at first, until Su Fengling returned with a bruised and swollen face, and even looked full of resentment.
When Zhongli Yueluo asked him, he whimpered and complained, "Sister, He Yuhuan has gone mad and is killing me!"
He looked pitiful as he touched his face, and Zhongli Yueluo's hand was just in time to apply an ice pack to his skin.
Su Fengjun left and did not return for a long time until the end of the school term.