Raise a wolf cub to be a minister

Chapter 231 231, princess, the master is here

Chapter 231 231, princess, the master is here
Fortunately, the next moment Gu Xiuran lowered his gaze, which made her heave a sigh of relief, sin, sin, she really has no intention of harming children...

Zhao Congxuan didn't expect Nan Jin to be so strong, so she could only sit back in her seat angrily, but Nan Jin dared to admit in public that she liked Gu Xiuran, so don't blame her for insulting her, as many people have heard yes, huh...

When Zhao Yuanzhe came, the time card was just right, almost as soon as he arrived, the teacher came later, so that he couldn't talk to Nan Jin, so he started class.

The first class is Confucianism, the master's surname is Qiao, a very old scholar.

As someone who hadn't come to school for three days, Nan Jin subconsciously turned around and asked after pulling out the book, but this time she just turned around and didn't say anything, "Lesson [-]."

This sound made Nan Jin slightly raise his eyes to look at Gu Xiuran, with doubts, "How do you know that I..."

"Didn't the princess want to ask what lesson I learned?"

Nan Jin, who was interrupted, turned from doubt to strangeness, and replied, "Yes." Why did she feel that Gu Xiuran was a little strange?It seems to feel like a different person, but it feels like there is no such thing.

"Princess, the master is here."

Gu Xiuran's words directly frightened Nan Jin to turn around quickly, completely forgetting what she was thinking just now, and turned the pages of the book quickly to act like a good student.

Gu Xiuran, who had been tense all this time, breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the hand tightly clenched in his sleeve, and then raised his hand to open the book in front of him. Nan Jin's guilty conscience appeared again in his mind, and he bent down unconsciously. The corner of the mouth converged back in just one click.

In an instant, the only sound in the classroom was Master Qiao's teaching.

Confucianism can be immune after listening to it for a long time. For people like Nan Jin who don't like it, the key point is that she has been fishing for three days and five days, and she has no immunity at all, so it sounds like The ear is really devastated.

Boiled and boiled, boiled and boiled, and finally when the bell sounded, Nan Jin let out a sigh of relief.

"Nan Jin." But it happened that she was called at this moment.

"Yes." Nan Jin stood up reflexively. There were really some things engraved in her bones, such as the 'fear' of her master.

"You miss too much class, come to Jing Yiting to make up for you during lunch break."

Nan Jin refused in her heart, but her face was full of respect, "Yes."

Seeing Nan Jin's answer, Qiao Fuzi nodded in satisfaction, then packed his books and got up to leave.

As soon as the master walked away, Zhao Yuanzhe's sarcastic words came over, "Xiao Jin'er, how do you feel about making up lessons? Are you sour?"

Nan Jin chuckled at Zhao Yuanzhe twice, raised his foot and kicked Zhao Yuanzhe.

Zhao Yuanzhe got up reflexively and backed away, quite embarrassed, and bumped into the table behind, but fortunately he avoided it.

However, Nan Jin had no intention of letting Zhao Yuanzhe go. She stepped on the stool and wanted to vacate to give Zhao Yuanzhe another kick, but just as she stepped on the stool, Zhao Congxuan's voice rang in her ears.

"Oh my sister, why do you do it at every turn? Are you really kneeling in the ancestral hall for three days? Also, is it not good for you to be like this? My sister is a woman after all, so you should pay attention to the influence, after all My sister is still going to marry."

Speaking of this, Zhao Congxuan looked remorseful as if remembering something.

"Oh, I forgot that my sister has already found a target. Even if she is a little rude, she won't dislike him if she wants to come. After all, that person is just an unappealing thing."

Snapped.

(End of this chapter)

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