Xiao Yun knew what Xue Meng's attitude was like. Being treasured by Anguo Gong, she naturally was arrogant.
If she let Xue Meng go pick a fight with Huang Bei Yue, this eldest young miss who has an evil heart might actually end up killing Huang Bei Yue!
She didn't want Huang Bei Yue to die right now!
Xiao Yun held onto Xue Meng tightly and didn't let her find Huang Bei Yue's problem. The couple of them walked away from the other side.
Huang Bei Yue slowly walked up, going through her memories. Xue Meng was Anguo Gong Fu's eldest young miss, Xue Che's sister. The two people's attitudes were about the same, both arrogant and like to bully the weak.
Now that Xue Che got the rank 11 Red Spider, he's going to be even more arrogant.
In the Imperial College, most of the people were royals or from the royal families. Those who didn't have talent could come here to learn about etiquette, ruling a country, and military strategies.
The Imperial College's teachers were mostly prestigious scholars throughout the country. Because it was Huang Bei Yue's first time here and it was through Xiao Yao Wang's recommendation, there were specialized people who led her to see a few of the teachers in the Imperial College.
"Chen Yuan Shi who teaches zither is sick and is at home so these two days, another teacher is substituting the class. Princess, please come in." That person slightly bent her back and led her into a courtyard with flowers and trees.
A few zither notes are heard and it was obvious someone was testing the zither out.
"Okay. Put it away." The elegant voice said softly.
Huang Bei Yue thought that this voice was familiar to her but didn't think much about it. A man just turned around, his clothes whiter than snow and black hair as ink.
His light purple eyes seemed as if it would seize all love affairs away.
Huang Bei Yue stood there stunned and heard the man laugh: "Princess Bei Yue, you're here."
"Paying respects to the teacher." Huang Bei Yue politely answered. Her expression indifferent.
Feng Lian Yi looked at her, his eyes flashed over a disappointed look before disappearing. Right after he smiled: "Go to class."
Huang Bei Yue nodded her head and didn't say much either. She turned around and walked out.
Dong Ling followed her, whispering: "Young miss doesn't seem to like this person."
"He isn't as nice as he is on the surface. If you see him later, be careful." That night's zither notes replayed in her heart. But the first time she saw him, she couldn't ignore the murderous aura around him.
Her impression on this man always hadn't been that great.
Dong Ling nodded her head. Now she is revered towards Huang Bei Yue. Every word that Huang Bei Yue says, Dong Ling will hold onto it as though that is the only truth. She will never doubt it!
The Imperial College's classes included: zither, literature, art, etiquette, history, military strategies, arithmetic, medicine, and riding skills.
The students didn't need to take all the classes. They just needed to pick 3 to 4 classes that they enjoyed.
Huang Bei Yue chose riding, military strategies, medicine, and history. These 4 classes were more likely to be chosen by males. Even if they were males, they wouldn't choose all these 4 rather hard classes.
After Huang Bei Yue had chosen, she grabbed her schedule and left. She ignored the old man who kept on talking.
These 4 classes were more of her taste. She didn't want to learn about the 4 arts – zither, Go, calligraphy, painting. She thought it was useless since she wouldn't be applying this in the future. It's not like she's going to be a housewife.
Her dream was way above this!
Today's first class was riding. Huang Bei Yue changed to a casual riding outfit and pulled her hair up into a ponytail. With that, she went to class!