After the two bid farewell, the High Priest turned around, looking coldly at Di Qin, saying, “It’s time for us to leave.”
“Farewell.” Di Qin nodded to Huang Quan, and then left with the High Priest.
Once they were gone, Nangong Mian looked at Huang Quan and said, “Quan Quan, this room has a history of death. Would you like to change to another room?”
“Brother, there’s no need.” Huang Quan replied, “I’m not afraid. Don’t worry about me. It’s getting late, you should go back and rest.”
Nangong Mian frowned and asked, “Are you sure?”
Huang Quan nodded firmly, “Really sure.”
Is a room where someone died scary?
Not at all
After all, she used to live in the underworld.
Seeing that Huang Quan was not afraid, Nangong Mian didn’t insist on changing rooms, gave some advice to Huang Quan, and then went back to his own room.
After seeing everyone off, Huang Quan had a sip of tea, washed up, and got into bed to rest.
*
Coming out from the inn, Di Qin and the High Priest got on the carriage one after the other.
Inside the carriage, the High Priest looked at Di Qin and asked, “What do you think about what just happened?”
Di Qin’s eyelashes, long and curled, drooped down to cover his eyes, making it impossible to discern his expression.
Upon hearing the High Priest’s question, Di Qin lifted his head, his pitch-black eyes devoid of warmth, as if they were an abyss a thousand feet deep, chilling to the bone.
“Nangong Qing Yue.” Di Qin looked at the High Priest and coldly uttered these four words.
Hearing this answer, the High Priest wasn’t surprised. He simply said, “She alone couldn’t have done it so seamlessly.”
“True.” Di Qin smirked, saying, “So there must be someone behind her.”
“Who do you think it could be?” The High Priest asked, “Someone from the Nangong family? Or someone who came with Nangong Qing Yue?”
“Whoever it is, they shouldn’t have touched Quan Quan.” Di Qin’s eyes were icy, like a god of death emerging from hell.
The High Priest looked at him and sighed inwardly.
Di Qin’s actions were already extreme, and now that he had someone he cared about, his actions would only become more extreme. It remains to be seen whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.
The next day.
After having breakfast, Huang Quan went to the Imperial Academy with the dean and others.
Today was the first round of the competition, and they needed to draw lots again, so when Huang Quan arrived at the academy, she went straight to the place for drawing lots.
There were fifty-five lottery cards, and one represented a bye, allowing the person who drew it to advance directly to the next round. So when Huang Quan drew her lottery card, several students and the dean who came with her were praying.
Praying that she would draw the card representing a bye.
Huang Quan felt a bit helpless about this.
Soon, Huang Quan drew her lottery card for the day, registered, and then went to the competition venue.
There were quite a few people in the competition venue, mostly students watching the show. Of course, there were also many participants.
Entering the competition venue, Huang Quan looked down and saw Nangong Qing Yue sitting on the first level.
When Huang Quan looked over, Nangong Qing Yue also turned her head upon hearing the sound.
Their eyes met, and Huang Quan smirked, then withdrew her gaze, sitting down next to Nangong Mian.
Nangong Mian looked down at Nangong Qing Yue, her face not looking good.
Nangong Qing Yue didn’t notice Nangong Mian’s discomfort. After Huang Quan withdrew her gaze, Nangong Qing Yue looked at her for a while before turning her eyes away, her gaze cold, like a venomous snake.
The person sent out had not returned, and Nangong Qing Yue knew that the plan had failed.
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