Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 400
Seeing Shen Xi smiling at Di Jiu, Ran Ying only felt that she was dazzled, she rubbed her eyes hard, but when she opened them again, Shen Xi was already eating quietly.

"Mo Jiu, are you from the imperial capital?" Ran Ying asked her.

Di Jiu took a mouthful of vegetables, nodded, "Yes."

"No wonder this temperament is not ordinary at first glance, it must be from a famous family." Ran Ying thought Di Jiu was very beautiful.

Hearing this, Di Jiu laughed, that smile was neither reserved nor shy, it was very sunny.

It entered Shen Xi's heart in an instant, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes to eat.

"Thank you for the compliment, you are also very good, very cute."

Of course Ran Ying was happy to be praised, but she pretended to be shy: "Oh, it's just so-so!"

Looking at Ran Ying who was brimming with vitality, Di Jiu felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Everything she experienced made her calm down gradually, as if she was a little old.

"I really envy you." She said to herself.

Ran Ying was startled, "Why do you envy us?"

"Young."

Ran Ying frowned: "You're not old, aren't you as old as us?"

Di Jiu laughed out loud again, his eyes were squinted in that smile, and his neat teeth were shining brightly, "I am older than you."

She didn't want to deceive Shen Xi.

She outgrew them a whole lot.

Although you can't see it, it's a fact.

Shen Xi raised his head now, his jade-like clear eyes locked on her, "You are very... young."

He wanted to say 'you are beautiful', but after thinking about it a bit impolite, he swallowed it back.

Ran Ying was very curious, "Then how old are you this year?"

Di Jiu frowned, her age may be about the same as their mother...

Girls in the imperial capital get married early, and many of them get married and have children at the age of fourteen or fifteen. At least Shen Xi's mother was born to him at the age of sixteen, and now... she is older than his mother.

No, I can't say it.

"I won't tell you!" She blinked mischievously.

Ran Ying pursed her lips and snorted, "I hate it!"

That playful movement of the woman made Shen Xi's heart tighten.

After lunch, the three of them returned to the wing room together to prepare for the afternoon poetry class.

"Second Master Shen, has another woman brought you a handkerchief?"

When the male students in the same wing saw him coming in, they couldn't help joking.

Shen Xi glanced indifferently at the two handkerchiefs on the table, and was about to pick them up and throw them away, but a beautiful white hand was one step ahead of him.

Di Jiu grabbed two handkerchiefs and glanced at the names in the lower right corner, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and secretly remembered the names of the two women.

Then with a light twist of the fingers, the two handkerchiefs instantly shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

Her sudden movement stunned the students in the side room, especially Shen Xi.

But Di Jiu raised a smile, like the warm winter sun, "They are not suitable for you."

"Oh—" All the students in the wing room said 'oh' in unison.

There is also a hint of ambiguity.

The teacher of poetry came in and said directly: "In three days, there will be a college competition, Shen Xi, you go on behalf of the students on the fifth floor."

Shen Xi responded: "En."

"College competition! I don't know if the empress will come. I heard that the empress of the imperial capital has the beauty of the city, and she has extraordinary abilities. It is said that when she was young, she disguised herself as a man and competed with the princes. Finally, she broke out and became the empress. "

"Yeah, I've also heard about this story. My father has never seen the empress before. I really want to see the empress's face..."

The corner of Di Jiu's mouth twitched, when he was young?
Is she very old now?

(End of this chapter)