Her guards

Chapter 118 One Night Passes By
When Wei Jiao opened his eyes again, the carriage was entering the Commandant's Mansion.

"Did you wake the captain?"

The woman in embroidery outside the carriage asked nervously.

Wei Jiao couldn't sleep, so he had the carriage pulled around the streets to see if he could fall asleep.

But it still hasn't worked after several days.

However, the captain really fell asleep after leaving the Duke of Ding'an's mansion tonight.

Xiuyi felt very guilty if she was woken up by the jostling when she entered the room after finally falling asleep.

Upon being asked, Wei Jiao didn't say anything and jumped out of the car.

"Tell the imperial physicians to come see me at dawn," he said, and went straight inside.

The embroidered-clothes officer responded with a sigh of relief. The governor's posture when he got out of the carriage was much more energetic, unlike before when he appeared ethereal and inhuman.

He slept very well last night, not only in the carriage, but also earlier at the Duke of Ding'an's residence.

Wei Jiao stood in front of the bath. It was still dark, and no lights were on. The lingering darkness blended with the rising steam from the pool.

This wasn't the first time he'd fallen asleep at the Duke of Ding'an's residence.

But this time it's a little different from before.

He wasn't dreaming.

Since Qin Ancheng fell ill, he has been unable to sleep day and night because he dreams endlessly and incoherently whenever he closes his eyes.

He would doubt the reality of his dreams, and doubt the dreaming of reality when he was in it. He could only force himself not to sleep.

The night he entered the Duke of Ding'an's mansion, although he still had dreams, perhaps because he was in a familiar place and there were lingering familiar scents, he managed to get a good night's sleep.

Last night, I seemed to have a very scary dream, but it also seemed to be a very reassuring dream.

Moreover, when he woke up, he couldn't remember what he had dreamed about.

The imperial physicians said that this is normal for people; they don't remember everything that happened, and they forget their dreams as soon as they wake up.

Has he become a normal person? How could that be? Wei Jiao chuckled, unbuttoned his nightgown, and looked at the back of his hands and arms.

There are fresh wounds.

I had stopped hurting myself these days, so there was no need to bind my hands and feet.

The presence of new injuries indicates that he had another attack last night.

Wei Jiao frowned.

After that bastard was exposed by his own words, he started rambling on and on. He ignored him and then fell asleep.

When I woke up, I saw that dog curled up in the corner of the yard, also asleep.

If he had an attack, how could that bastard be sleeping so soundly that he didn't notice?
They must have sensed something and were too afraid to come forward.

Or perhaps his illness lasted only a short time this time.

Wei Jiao looked at her hands and arms; there were quite a few bite marks...

After leaving the Duke of Ding'an's residence, he returned to his carriage and even slept for a while as the carriage swayed.

I didn't dream during the short nap I took in the car.

Could it be that the medicine from those incompetent imperial physicians has finally taken effect this time?
I don't want to think about it anymore, whatever.

Wei Jiao took off her clothes and stepped into the bath. The water submerged her body, and the fresh wounds on her arms and hands ached, as did her neck...

Wei Jiao suddenly stood up from the water, wanting to turn his head to look at the back of his neck, but his view was blocked. He wanted to look in the mirror, but then remembered that because he didn't want to see his own face, there were no bronze mirrors in the area.

Wei Jiao reached out and touched the back of her neck, quickly feeling bite marks on her fingertips.

Bite marks from teeth.

This wasn't a bite he made; besides the fact that the location was inaccessible to him, the wound's shape was also different from his usual pattern.

This mark wasn't from tearing; it simply bit down and remained motionless, relentlessly pushing deeper into the flesh.

So the wound wasn't big, but it hurt more.

Who?
Who dares to bite him?!
……

.......
"Ah Luo, wake up."

As dawn broke and the noise outside the car reached them, they arrived at the National Academy. Mo Zheng was also woken up by Liu Chan.

Mo Zheng sat up straight and saw Yang Hui's disdainful face beside her. "A Luo stays up late studying at night." Liu Chan rolled her eyes at Yang Hui first, then looked at Mo Zheng and instructed, "But you can't sleep in class. The exam is coming soon. If you miss the key points the teacher is talking about, it will be a loss."

Mo Zheng nodded: "I know, I'm not that sleepy. I'm just making the most of this time to recharge."

Liu Chan smiled: "A Luo, you'll definitely be fine."

Mo Zheng reached out and smoothed her furrowed brows: "You've been studying since you were little, so there's no problem."

"So you're appreciating each other, heroes?" Yang Hui sneered from the side. "This exam was just to kick you guys out. Be happy for two more days." She flung the carriage curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

Mo Zheng followed closely behind, then got out of the car and reached out to help Liu Chan.

Liu Chan jumped down, supporting her arm, and saw Mo Zheng grinning...

"What's wrong?" Liu Chan asked hurriedly.

Mo Zheng shook her arm, slightly embarrassed: "I just slept with my head on the carriage, and it's numb."

Liu Chan smiled and reached out to pinch her cheek.

Mo Zheng hurriedly pushed her forward, saying, "I can do it myself, I can do it myself."

Liu Chan didn't insist any further and walked forward. Mo Zheng, following behind, rubbed his arm and grinned again.

That bastard Wei Jiao really bites people viciously.

I almost tore a piece of her flesh off.

If he goes crazy again, she won't care anymore; let him bite himself to death.

……

.......
However, Wei Jiao did not come again that night after this incident.

After two good nights of sleep, the exams at the end of the month arrived.

To show its solemnity, the examination was held in the main hall where large lectures were held. The dozen or so women sitting scattered there looked very small, and the atmosphere of the examination room was even more solemn.

Wang Zaitian also came in person, standing at the very front, his expression becoming solemn.

“I am well aware that everyone has come to the National Academy for their own reasons.”

"But since we're here, we must have the courage to learn."

He looked at everyone in the hall and smiled slightly.

"Therefore, I urge you all to take the plunge and join me in entering the gate of sacred learning."

Princess Heisei thought that the Grand Master knew she had a genuine desire to learn, and she would certainly do her best to fulfill that desire.

She picked up her pen and looked down at the exam paper.

Princess Wuyang and Princess Nangong exchanged a glance, thinking that the old man was warning them that if they were not qualified, they would be accused of having no desire to learn and kicked out, which would be terrible for them in front of their father.

The two gritted their teeth and picked up their pens.

Yang Hui thought the old man's words were quite frightening, but he didn't know the truth. He made the decisions about the exam, but the emperor made the final decision after the exam. Besides, when the emperor told him that the three of them had cheated to get into the Imperial Academy, his so-called sacred learning would also be disgraced.

She casually picked up her pen and subconsciously glanced at Yang Luo beside her.

Yang Luo is already writing.

Yang Luo didn't care what the chief priest was saying or what others were thinking. She would answer the questions as long as she was given a test. If she passed, she passed; if she failed, she would deal with it later.

This time she was not alone; Ah Sheng was there to help her.

She glanced to the other side and saw that Ah Sheng hadn't picked up a pen, but was instead examining the exam paper.

Since we're here, we should give it a try.

Mo Zheng almost laughed; this gentleman was targeting her.

He said he knew why everyone had come to the National Academy.

He knew her true identity, and he also knew that he hadn't changed his identity to actually study.

Nevertheless, he extended an invitation.

Now that you're here, let's enter the gate of sacred learning together.

She's been on the run since birth. If she dares to live with such a background, how could she not dare to give it her all in the exam?
Moreover, he wasn't afraid and dared to invite her, so why wouldn't she even dare to respond?
Mo Zheng put down the exam paper, lowered her eyes, and picked up her pen.

　Another month has come to an end. Thank you all for reading along.

　　(End of this chapter)