C12 Your Highness

Ling Yun only had a few ripples in his heart. After that, he no longer had any other thoughts. Christie learned seriously very quickly. Other than the characters being obscure, she had already memorized most of them.

On the morning of the second day, Ling Yun woke up earlier than usual. He lit up the lamp, read some books, and then started his sword practice. This was an essential lesson.

When the waiter was busy, he would even help carry tea for the guests. Regarding Ling Yun, the person that the waiter admired from the bottom of his heart was a scholar, someone who could endure hardships and was easy to please, unlike other cultivators and Confucian Scholars who had their eyes on the top.

Because he knew that Ling Yun trained late at night, the shopkeeper had specially opened the back door for Ling Yun, allowing him to rest early and have plenty of time to practice. The Soong Dynasty treated the Confucian Scholars with special treatment, and the storekeeper had made some bets, so Ling Yun's origin was probably not that simple.

Claus and his sister weren't always by Ling Yun's side. They would occasionally go out for a stroll as well.

Christie, on the other hand, was more interested in Ling Yun the longer they got to know each other, because she knew the language of the Nine Regions from Ling Yun. She had seen Ling Yun not only in terms of cultivation, but also in his knowledge, demeanor, character, etc.

When a person had great strength and good looks, pride was inevitable, and the attraction towards women was also great. It was not like she did not try to hint at Ling Yun, but Ling Yun was indifferent and only did his job, did what he had to do, said what he had to do, and followed his heart.

Unlike other men, even if they didn't like him, they still left a trace of hope.

Ling Yun's knowledge was also very high. She had dabbled in the three schools of the Nine Prefectures, Shi Ju, and she often followed Ling Yun out, unlike her brother who was using Ling Yun's words to ponder over cultivation. As Ling Yun said, let nature take its course and there was no need to force it.

When Ling Yun went out, he would always bring some leftover dishes, rice, or steamed buns left over from the back kitchen of the inn. North of Liang City, there were a lot of places that beggars did.

He would still guard and wait for those people to finish eating before leaving, so that no one would hurt them out of jealousy and not feed them to the people with healthy limbs. The reason was very simple; regardless of whether they were a man or a woman, as long as their limbs were healthy, they could always find work, and as long as they could endure the hardships of eating three meals a day, there was no problem at all.

It was just that he met a very good husband, so his childhood wouldn't be so miserable. Begging was impossible, and Ling Yun had Ling Yun's pride, so he couldn't ask for anyone, but life would be very tough, and the deeper the hatred, the worse his background would be. He couldn't become the person his father hoped for, nor could he become the kind of person his foster father hoped for, and could only become the kind of person they didn't like.

He was in pain and happy until he was avenged.

"Why don't you bring them out of this place every day when you bring them food?" Christie asked.

Ling Yun thought for a long time before giving Christie an answer, "I can protect them for a while, but I can't protect them for a lifetime. Ling Yun thought for a long time before giving Christie an answer," I can protect them for a while, but I can't protect them for a lifetime.

"Makes sense."

Christie said.

"My husband did."

Ling Yun was a bit proud, but Christie was curious as to who Ling Yun's husband was, but Ling Yun never mentioned it. He just said that he had disappointed his teacher and didn't have the face to mention it, at least for a short period of time, he felt that he really wasn't worthy of mentioning his teacher's name, nor was he worthy of being his student.

Taking a walk outside, Ling Yun bought two bunches of candied fruits, one for himself and one for Christie. A child's favorite food, girls would definitely like it, Mr. Jiugui said.

"Before I meet Mister, I can only swallow my saliva while looking at the candied fruits," Ling Yun said to Christie. "This should be a specialty of the Nine Regions, and most children like it. Try it, it's tasty."

"It's sour, sweet, and sweet. Not bad at all." Christie's accent became smaller and smaller, and she became more and more popular with people in the world of the nine prefectures. Christie's accent became smaller and less familiar with people in the world of the nine prefectures, and she became more and more popular with people in the world of the nine prefectures.

There was a luxurious carriage parked outside the inn, Christie was slightly around it, her originally smiling face instantly became indifferent. Ling Yun only took a glance from the corner of his eyes, the identity of this brother and sister, was probably not that simple, otherwise, just challenging so many powerful young elites, nothing could be seen from it.

Ling Yun naturally would not miss the exclusive symbol on the luxurious carriage. The Martial Imperial Manor's indication was the coiling dragon python, meaning to submit to the Soong Dynasty Imperial Family.

"Don't say I met you."

Great Dream, Qianqiu, only caused his hatred towards these people to grow even deeper, and his killing intent grew increasingly heavy.

"Claus, long time no see," a frivolous voice sounded, "Yo, this is your calligraphy. Not bad, not bad, you have improved a lot."

Claus did not like the young nobleman of the Martial Imperial Manor. He had never liked it before, so he became even more annoyed after he came into contact with Ling Yun.

Ling Yun was his friend, and the words were borrowed from Ling Yun, so he couldn't afford to lose.

The young prince of the Martial Imperial Manor, Wu Yuan!

Wu Yuan threw the word "accidentally" onto the ground and stomped twice. Hearing the movement behind him, he turned around and saw the woman he wanted to see the moment he saw her — — Christie.

"Christie, it's been hard finding you. I finally got to see you." Wu Yuan's frivolous attitude instantly disappeared and his demeanor changed to one of grace. However, Ling Yun didn't interrupt him. Instead, he passed the words on the ground past Wu Yuan and handed them to Claus.

Ling Yun said with a smile, "Just say it's yours."

Ling Yun smiled and shook his head, indicating that he was fine. Christie ignored Wu Yuan and walked straight to Ling Yun. She took his arm and looked at him intimately, "Sorry, I have no interest or sexual interest in you."

These words were naturally directed at the Martial Imperial Manor's young prince, Wu Yuan.

Ling Yun took this opportunity to hug Christie's waist, causing the beauty's body in his embrace to stiffen slightly. Then, she leaned on Ling Yun and looked at the young prince of the Martial Imperial Manor, Wu Yuan, with a warm smile. This was the enemy of life and death; the destruction of the Wu Steel Manor was an extremely important role for the Martial Imperial Manor.

Wu Yuan stared at Ling Yun, who was wearing the inn's servant uniform, with a cold expression, "Brat, do you know who you have offended?"

Ling Yun looked around. The people in the tavern had already been cleared out by Wu Yuan. The tavern and the shopkeeper were all hiding in the back, "Currently, there should be no one in front of me."

"You're scolding me?"

Seeing the girl he liked in the arms of others made most men jealous, not to mention the arrogant and domineering Wu Yuan. He gritted his teeth in anger. Ling Yun lowered his head and said to Christie, "Let's go back?"

"Yes."

Christie nodded, while Claus was stunned. Since when was his sister so timid? However, in this way, he undoubtedly placed Ling Yun as the antithesis of Liu Tie. With regards to Ling Yun's usual conduct and style, this matter also had a great impact on Ling Yun.

Perhaps to the Soong Dynasty, he might be a big shot, but to Claus and his sister, he wasn't really that big of a figure. It was just that because they were in the Nine Prefectures, their teacher only allowed them to challenge the geniuses of the Nine Prefectures to increase their strength, and didn't allow them to get into too much trouble here, especially regarding the matters regarding the political affairs of the Nine Prefectures.

That was why they kept their distance from Wu Yuan.

"Halt!"

Wu Yuan had an impulsive personality, so once he was angered, he immediately lost his mind. He immediately made a move towards the younger generation of Ling Yun, forcing Claus to take a step back.

"Young Marquis!"

Christie suddenly said: "My brother and I have already decided to enter the First Sky Academy to cultivate. I have already sent someone to inform your Soong Dynasty Emperor that the Martial Imperial Manor is trying to obstruct this?"

Furthermore, Claus and Christie came from the world of Xixuan and were true outsiders, so their statuses were very honorable. If they were willing to join the academy, not only would they be able to raise the reputation of the academy, they would also be attracted by the all-encompassing aura of the Soong Dynasty, raising the cohesion of the hearts of the people of the Soong Dynasty.

There are a lot of things that can work.

Of course, informing the Emperor of Soong Dynasty was only one of the methods Ling Yun told Christie in secret. She did not hesitate at all, so she would not feel that this matter was difficult at all.

As for Wu Yuan, from the start to the end, Ling Yun had never taken him seriously. Instead, he had always placed great importance on the Martial Imperial Manor's Prince.

"Tell His Majesty that he wants to enter Tianyi Academy?!" Wu Yuan was very impulsive, but he was no fool. If that was true, then he would have to consider the consequences if he wanted to do anything else today.

Christie felt that Wu Yuan's extra glance was eyesore to her. She turned her head and asked, "Are you deaf?"

Wu Yuan's angry expression turned into a smile. He pointed at Ling Yun and said, "You all want to join the Tianyi Academy. This inn's servant, would he not?"

"People of my Soong Dynasty have always been fair and reasonable. Boy, I like Christie as well. Do you dare to compete fairly with me?" Wu Yuan's eyes were still bloodshot, he was just suppressing his anger.

Ling Yun felt that this Wu Yuan was a fool. He used the strength of his left hand to carry Christie in front of him, lifted her up with his slender fingers, and said blandly: "She is already with me and still wants to compete fairly. Are you going to say that Christie is unrestrained, or do you mean that I am foolish?"

In the world of the nine prefectures, women were more conservative in their Xixuan, but it would be extremely disgraceful if a woman was said to be lustful. Christie pitifully said, "I only have you in my heart. How can I tolerate others?"

Claus opened and closed his mouth. He had always felt Ling Yun's demeanor was elegant, very similar to the immortals in the stories of the Nine Regions. But working in an inn and now being so frivolous, it really refreshed his understanding of Ling Yun.

"Are you going to hide behind a woman?"

Wu Yuan sneered.

"Didn't you see me behind Claus?" Claus was a real man.

Wu Yuan gawked for a moment, but Claus shrugged indifferently. He looked at Wu Yuan and said, "Young prince, you are delaying the owner's business by staying here. It's very rude."