Seeing that it was almost noon, Yu Niaoniao announced that class was over.
Everyone cupped their hands and bade her farewell.
As she walked out of the morgue, her tense nerves relaxed. She secretly heaved a sigh of relief. She was finally out of that eerie place!
She went to the Mirror House first and took all the remaining candied hawthorns.
Xiao Juan put down the dossier and asked.
"How was your class today?"
Yu Niaoniao said, "Pretty good."
Xiao Juan carefully observed her expression and was relieved to see that she was still as carefree as ever.
"That's good."
Yu Niaoniao walked briskly to the dining hall.
Pan Dafu did not see his teacher yesterday and missed her very much. When he saw her coming, his fair and fat face immediately beamed.
He hurried forward and called enthusiastically.
"Teacher, I heard that His Highness went to give you a betrothal gift yesterday. Congratulations!"
