"Let's go have breakfast, Shuiyun Palace."

The next morning, senior sister Li Fei was still waiting downstairs in the dormitory. She had prepared herself mentally, no matter if Ming Shuiyun ignored her and walked away or threw a tantrum, she had a plan ready.

Yesterday, Ming Shuiyun suddenly ran away during class and didn't come to her for tutoring in the evening. The members of the An Guo Tea Society held an emergency meeting, believing it was because they took away her Battle Card, causing Ming Shuiyun to have a bit of an emotional reaction.

After all, Ming Shuiyun is slightly younger than them, and they can understand that girls at this age can have a bit of a temper.

Although Ming Shuiyun is already seventeen this year, most students at the Imperial Academy enter at around the age of twenty. Students like Qian Yuya and Li Ying, who move directly from high school to the academy without a hitch, are extremely rare—mentioned earlier, the entry exam for the academy can only be taken three times by each person, so most students spend a year prepping at Yanjing, and if they feel uncertain, they can even solidify their studies for two or three years, taking the exam first at nineteen, and then again at twenty, which is the best pace.

Not to mention second-year senior Li Fei and third-year Long Xiaoyuan, even other first-year classmates are two or three years older than Ming Shuiyun. The age gap brings not only a 'generation gap' but also 'tolerance' — they all treat Ming Shuiyun as a younger sister, naturally allowing her little whims.

Li Fei has already thought of wordings to say—if Shuiyun Palace is still reluctant, they're planning to cancel the garden study session for the noon and change it to Shuiyun Palace's rest time—she can play whatever game she wants—but that's it, for the rest of the time, Shuiyun Palace still has to attend classes and study properly.

They also know that Shuiyun Palace's sudden aversion to study is no more than them pushing too hard, but where in the world is there a playful sage? A card-playing wise ruler? An ignorant emperor?

Shuiyun Palace resists because she is young and cannot understand their earnest intentions, nor does she comprehend the future brilliance resting on her shoulders.

Moreover, what's difficult about studying and reading? Isn't this a very easy task?

Instead, they are baffled by Shuiyun Palace's love for playing cards and resting, as they all use reading as their form of relaxation.

It's worth mentioning that the Battle Techniques Department's Battle Card Research Society is at the bottom of the academy's contempt chain. Those who gather around to play cards and study the balance of battle cards often don't like participating in collective activities and spend their days immersed in boring card duels. Most people think they're not doing what they're meant to and are considered inferior students in the academy.

Now, giving up the noon rest time to let Shuiyun Palace squander is already the greatest concession by the An Guo Tea Society.

"Let's go, Senior Sister Zong."

Ming Shuiyun lifted her book bag, smiling as she gladly linked arms with Senior Li Fei, showing even more enthusiasm than the previous days. Senior Li Fei was a bit surprised but didn't say much, and after breakfast, she supervised her morning reading until close to the first class of the morning.

Ming Shuiyun showed no signs of abnormality during class, as if she hadn't skipped classes and run away yesterday. But the scene of her running away yesterday was seen by many, as the sprint beneath the sunset was the youthful fragment of the empress, causing everyone to secretly monitor Shuiyun Palace's every move.

In lighter terms, they're watching a beautiful girl; in heavier terms, they're collecting black history of the future empress.

Not to mention, when you grow old, you can boast to your grandkids, 'I remember back when the empress farted in class, the sound was like a sword unsheathing, truly a regal fart, unlike any ordinary fart'... Just for the sake of some talk, it's worth keeping an eye on Ming Shuiyun.

By the second class of the morning, Long Xiaoyuan came over. She sat beside Ming Shuiyun and worryingly held her hand, whispering, "Shuiyun Palace, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Ming Shuiyun shook her head, "No need to worry about me, I just..."

"Shh." Long Xiaoyuan pressed her finger to Shuiyun's lips, shaking her head, "There's no need to mention yesterday's incident, it wasn't your fault, it's ours. We didn't plan it well; perhaps the learning plan we set for you is too heavy... The noon study session is canceled, you can do whatever you like, if playing cards is your thing, we can accompany you."

Ming Shuiyun felt slightly touched, but when thinking of Qin Yueyang's plan, she still shook her head, "Senior Long, I already have a better idea. Now it's time for class, I'll tell you later."

"Okay," Long Xiaoyuan nodded solemnly, "Whatever it is, speak out, don't keep it inside. Our wish is solely for your better development in body and mind, never to cause you harm."

"Whatever request you have, feel free to say, we'll try our best to fulfill your needs. Not to mention time, as long as Shuiyun Palace needs it, we're willing to offer you anything."

Ming Shuiyun suddenly asked, "Really? Truly willing to offer me anything?"

"Of course," Long Xiaoyuan replied earnestly, "As long as you ask, as long as I have."

The teacher entered the classroom at this moment, and Ming Shuiyun stopped talking, attentively attending class and taking notes, occasionally whispering questions to Long Xiaoyuan, who felt a surprising joy like a 'daughter growing sensible', smiled as she answered questions for Shuiyun Palace, and took moments to gaze at Shuiyun Palace's profile, becoming increasingly convinced that Shuiyun Palace has the aura of a wise ruler, capable of leading Feiying into a glorious future, a leader worthy of following!

The second class ended, and it was lunch time. Long Xiaoyuan said, "Shuiyun Palace, someone has already queued up to get your lunch, let's go eat now."

To give credit where it's due, the An Guo Tea Society indeed invested quite a lot into Ming Shuiyun. They almost never allowed Ming Shuiyun to waste any time on daily matters, be it reading, doing homework, or studying, they sent people to tutor her specifically, seeking to make her absorb knowledge in the most efficient way.

If it weren't for the difficulty in accessing Ming Shuiyun's dorm, the An Guo Tea Society would have wished for Li Fei to go over and help shampoo her squeaky clean.

Things like queuing at the cafeteria, which waste time, they certainly wouldn't let Ming Shuiyun do herself.

"Thank you, but I want to eat lunch a bit later today," Ming Shuiyun smiled.

"Hmm? Shuiyun Palace, still can't rest?" Long Xiaoyuan seemed puzzled, "The afternoon still has classes, if you can't get hot meals at noon, it will very much affect the afternoon's condition..."

Ming Shuiyun shook her head, suddenly did a flip straight off the front row, instantly catching other students' attention—class was over and you're still flipping the table?

Ming Shuiyun strode swiftly to the podium, facing dozens of students' eyes, her heart immediately started pounding, and her legs went a bit weak.

"If you're nervous, draw three human figures in your palm and eat them," Qin Yueyang's advice echoed in her ear.

She quickly bowed her head to draw three human figures in her palm then covered her mouth and ate them, immediately feeling her body relax. She took a deep breath, retrieved the draft written by Qin Yueyang from her book bag, and read it aloud towards the draft:

"Hello everyone, I'm Ming Shuiyun. Next, I will announce something very important."

Students ready to dash to the cafeteria paused their steps, those packing notebooks sat back down. Long Xiaoyuan and others looked confusedly at Ming Shuiyun, not knowing what she was going to do.

"This matter, if spoken in a complex manner is very complex, if spoken simply is also very simple."

Ming Shuiyun picked up the chalk, wrote two words on the blackboard.

"Fundraising."

"This word, it's written as fundraising, and pronounced as borrowing money."

Upon saying this, Ming Shuiyun left herself no retreat, patting her chest boldly and said loudly:

"I, Ming Shuiyun, need to borrow money!"

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