Chapter 323: Chapter 323: Bai Zhi’er Steals the Spotlight!
Mo Yanchi looked at Bai Zhi’er, his beard slightly curling in a smile.
The more he watched this precious disciple, the more satisfied he became.
Such a joyous occasion, yet the little one just sat there obediently.
On the fair and round little face, there wasn’t a trace of euphoria.
Mo Yanchi nodded in secret approval.
Unperturbed by honor or disgrace, with a calm mind, excellent, truly excellent!
Bai Zhi’er blinked her big eyes, finally understanding that Uncle Beggar was not a beggar, but her teacher.
Now, he was going to take her as his Closed-door Disciple.
The little one quickly crooked her small finger, signaling him to come over.
Mo Yanchi walked over swiftly: "Zhi’er, do you have questions about this matter?"
Bai Zhi’er stood up, tiptoed, and whispered: "Uncle, when I take you as my teacher, do I need to kneel?"
Mother said that if an ordinary person can’t handle her kneeling, it would shorten their lifespan.
Mo Yanchi was taken aback.
Then he stroked his beard and laughed: "So, you were worried about this. No need for that. I don’t have many rules, especially since you’re so young."
Mo Yanchi reached out and patted Bai Zhi’er’s head: "From now on, when you see me, just call me Master, and you’ll be the youngest good disciple in my order."
Bai Zhi’er blinked and her heart settled.
She immediately called out sweetly: "Master~"
Mo Yanchi nodded happily.
Bai Yanyan could hardly believe her eyes.
Bai Zhi’er only helped a beggar, yet she was able to become a disciple of the Six Kingdoms Master Mo Yanchi.
No matter how hard Bai Yanyan tried to stay calm, she couldn’t help but wrinkle the Xuan paper in her hand.
Mo Yanchi did not stay long. After he left, the teacher dismissed the class.
The students gathered around Bai Zhi’er, chattering and congratulating her.
Even Fang Wushen said in surprise: "Sister Zhi’er, you are really lucky! To encounter such a thing, the Six Kingdoms revere Master Mo, and your fellow disciples are either emperors from other countries or great generals from other lands!"
Someone exclaimed: "More than that, our Great Chu has just established the dynasty, and Master Mo has only accepted this little princess as a disciple here in Great Chu! Your Highness, you truly are a Blessing Star!"
Bai Zhi’er, however, was rather used to it.
Knowing everyone was happy for her, she thought for a moment, then said softly: "Thank you all, I’ll bring some pastries tomorrow for everyone to enjoy together!"
As soon as they heard about the palace pastries, the students were overjoyed: "Thank you, Princess!"
As everyone was bustling with excitement, Bai Yanyan quietly left, carrying her things.
Outside Mingyang Academy, she boarded the Wang Family’s carriage.
Wang Yi had specially come to pick her up today.
Seeing Bai Yanyan, he asked: "So? Did you make any useful friends?"
Bai Yanyan threw her things aside.
She crouched down and curled herself up.
"Don’t ask, Bai Zhi’er stole all the attention!" Bai Yanyan’s voice was muffled, seemingly through gritted teeth.
Wang Yi quickly furrowed his brow: "What happened?"
Bai Yanyan recounted the situation.
Finally, she said: "Even the Six Kingdoms Master took her as a disciple. If you don’t take me to the Emperor soon, and Bai Zhi’er gains everything, it’ll be hard for you to replace her with me!"
Wang Yi’s heart trembled, his expression turned serious, and a plan brewed in his eyes as he fell into deep thought.
Meanwhile, Bai Zhi’er hugged her book basket and came out on her short legs.
Sure enough, she saw Feng Fuce leaning on the carriage, waiting for her.
The young boy, though clearly stern, resembled a cold, precious jade.
But now, his casual and free-spirited manner exuded a unique aloof pride.
As Bai Zhi’er approached him, Feng Fuce took her book basket.
"Which pastry do you want to eat?" he asked.
Bai Zhi’er huffed and puffed to climb up the carriage, and when Feng Fuce saw her struggling with her short legs, he reached out to push her from behind.
She muttered: "I don’t want to eat anymore. I want to go back to the palace."
With that, the little one gave a small humph and climbed into the carriage first.
Feng Fuce stood there, slightly raising an eyebrow, a look of puzzlement in his dark eyes.
Why did the little rascal seem like she was angry?