Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 897 (Extra Story) No.1

"Okay, then sister will talk with you." Wanshi turned over and moved closer to her younger brother, "What do you want to talk about?"

Mo Ting's body was still full of the smell of milk, his eyes were very bright and deep, his mouth was pursed into a line, after thinking for a while, he said, "It's time to go to school."

"Yes, I also went to school when you were your age." Wanshi giggled.

"Brother, let me tell you. After you go to school, you are not allowed to bully others, but it is not allowed for others to bully you! If they bully you, you should tell the teacher and let the teacher criticize them! Do you hear me?"

Wanshi conveyed to her younger brother verbatim what her parents told her back then.

Mo Ting listened carefully to his sister's instructions, digested it for a long time before nodding, "I heard."

The siblings chatted for an unknown amount of time, and gradually, two shallow breathing sounds came from the room.

For some reason, Erha was extremely excited, rolling back and forth on the carpet, Lei Zi, who was lying in front of the window, looked back at Erha, his eyes were full of warning.

Erha caught Lei Zi's eyes, carefully stopped his movements, and quietly lay beside the golden retriever to guard the door.
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The next day.

"Son, you're going to school today, are you afraid?" Zhou Ling was even more nervous about his son and daughter.

It's not because she likes her son, but because Mo Ting's temperament is too cold, she is afraid that Mo Ting will be bullied.

Little Mo Ting was a little excited, shook his head, "Let's go!"

He is a little anxious to go to kindergarten.

The soldiers were divided into two groups, Murong Yao sent his daughter Wanshi off, Zhou Ling sent his son to kindergarten.

The institutions of higher learning in H City, including elementary, middle, and high schools, some aristocrats or rich people will send their children here. Not only is the environment good, but the level of education is also quite good.

Wanshi got off her father's Bentley, and immediately put away the happy look in front of her parents, and turned into a mature little lady with an elegant figure, quiet and lovely.

Murong Yao watched his little daughter enter the school building before getting in the car and leaving.
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In the class, as soon as Wanshi entered the door, she received the gazes of various male students. She smiled sweetly, greeted the students one by one, and then sat down in her seat.

"Hmph!" A little girl on the side glared at her, her face full of displeasure.

"The results of this monthly exam have come down." When the head teacher came in with the test paper, the originally lively classroom instantly became quiet.

Teacher Gao looked at the group of students below, all of them came from wealthy families, either rich or powerful, and they all looked indifferent, obviously they were so young, but they didn't look like they were sitting or standing.

Only Murong Wanshi sat in a standard posture and looked at herself seriously.

Look, this is what a child from a famous family should look like!

"This school year No.1 and No.3 are from our class, and No.1 is Wanshi." Teacher Gao proudly read out Wanshi's name.

Murong Wanshi was not surprised at all, and went forward to get the test paper.

When she walked back, the little girl at the side quietly stretched out her leg to trip her, but Wanshi noticed her movement at a glance, and stomped down her leg!
"Oops—" the little girl yelled in pain.

"Lin Weiwei, what's wrong with you?" Teacher Gao asked hurriedly.

Lin Weiwei frowned, and said aggrievedly: "Murong Wanshi... she stepped on me!"

"I'll step on you?" Wan Shi's seat was just across the aisle from Lin Weiwei, "If you didn't owe it to me, would I be able to step on you by stretching out my feet?"

"You are still justified when you step on someone!" Lin Weiwei roared.

Wan Shi leaned leisurely on the back of the seat, smiled, "Of course I am confident, who made you delay my landing?"

(End of this chapter)