On the book bag.
Emperor Wenchang looked at the leave note in front of him, with a displeased face: "Leave note?" He opened it and was even more unhappy, "It's still a sick leave!"
In front of him, Xuanshang Jun said: "She...is really seriously ill. I will take time to make up for her in the past few days."
How could Emperor Wenchang be so easily persuaded? He said: "Your Majesty speaks in person, I shouldn't care too much about it. But Your Majesty should know that the school bag is a place for children to study hard. There is still a saying in the world that ten years of hard work are studied, let alone our gods? Qingkui The princess is the future concubine, how many pairs of eyes are watching in this school? If a minor illness is absent from class to recuperate, what will the other children think?"
Xuanshang Jun finally felt a little troubled, and said: "If it's really a minor illness, it really won't be."
Emperor Wenchang said: "Could it be that she has some serious illness?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes froze when he saw something. Xuanshang Jun then looked over, and saw that Ye Tan was covered with gauze all over his body, his face was blue and purple, and his cheeks were swollen into buns.
She was walking tremblingly on crutches, Coriander and Biqiong were afraid that she would fall, so they protected her from left to right as she walked.
This... Even a god like Emperor Wenchang was stunned.
He looked at Mr. Xuanshang, but Mr. Xuanshang obviously didn't intend to explain. Only he knew how serious Ye Tan's injuries were. The temperature at which the meteorite burns is fatal to a mortal woman like her.
Ye Tan was leaning on crutches, and every time he took a step, he gasped in pain.
She and Hu Xian were talking, but when she saw Mr. Xuanshang, her eyebrows immediately raised: "Hmph!"
Thousands of words are contained in this one word. She moved into the classroom with difficulty.
This isn't a serious illness, it's like he's dying, okay? Emperor Wenchang looked at the wounded soldier, and then at Lord Xuanshang. Ye Tan was so disrespectful, but he turned a blind eye to it. He just took back the leave note and said, "Since she's here... Mr. Yi, let her go to class as usual."
Emperor Wenchang hastened to protect the false note—won’t he die if he’s injured like this? He said, "Green sunflower."
Ye Tan stopped, and it took him a long time to turn around. Emperor Wenchang said: "Your Majesty has asked for leave for you. Since you are injured, go back and rest."
Ye Tan gritted his teeth for a while, and said angrily: "It hurts so much, can I rest? I want him to pretend to be kind, hum."
After speaking, she still moved to the last row to sit down.
This time, she can be regarded as attracting everyone's attention. The students present here, big and small, are all protoss, how have they ever seen such serious injuries? Her whole body was swollen and deformed, her eyes were narrowed, and she could hardly see her true colors. Is it true that a mortal is still alive after being so seriously injured? Everyone stared at her.
Ziwu's face turned pale even more, she grabbed Yetan and let her sit down beside her: "Sister Qingkui! What's wrong with you? Last night... you went to cross the robbery?"
Ye Tan stared at her, and said quietly: "Last night, your brother invited me to watch the meteor shower."
You... This is a meteor shower coming to see you, isn't it so hot? Zi Wu looked her up and down, and only after a long time asked Coriander in a low voice: "What happened?"
Coriander shook his head—we dare not say, and we dare not ask.
On the podium, Emperor Wenchang coughed lightly—he was about to start class. He will arrange the talented students to be assessed at the front, and the students below the D grade will be handed over to the assistant coach invigilator. As for the children who failed the assessment, Kuixing could only make up lessons for them.
Emperor Wenchang is an impatient gentleman, he will not waste time on children who are not talented enough. And the grades in the book bag will directly affect the future priesthood of the teenagers in the heaven.
Therefore, those who are directly taught by him are the pillars of the Protoss.
He begins to lecture.
Xuan Shangjun was worried, and sat in the auditorium to listen to the class. But his eyes flicked to Ye Tan from time to time. The human race is weak, which is something the entire Protoss knows very well. As a princess, she was so seriously injured that she went to class as usual.
The tenacity of this woman's mind is far better than that of ordinary people.
In this class, Yetan didn't doze off - her whole body hurts, and she couldn't doze off.
It was the first time that a mortal disciple appeared under Emperor Wenchang's seat. He asked, "Qing Kui, how is your homework preview yesterday?"
Ye Tan said: "Puppet clothes." She stood up with difficulty, pointed to the pulpit with her right hand, and the orchid beside Wenchang Emperor's table raised its head upwards with a whimper, and the flower turned into a bloody human head! The leaves also instantly turned into countless white bones, stretching and contracting, very scary.
The teenagers all cast strange glances at her. Emperor Wenchang gave a hum, and was quite satisfied—with this girl's talent, the basics of these techniques were too simple for her.
He said: "Go to the assistant coach after class and apply for the law papers for the second half of the year."
Ye Tan let out a cry, and with just a slight movement, the wound on her body began to ooze blood again, and the gauze was stained red. Emperor Wenchang couldn't see it - all the gentlemen in the world favor outstanding disciples. He poured out a cup of spiritual tea from his own pot and put it in front of Ye Tan.
The spiritual tea that I gave to my husband in the letter is a special product from the heavens, which is a good product for nourishing and moistening the throat. The one distributed by Emperor Wenchang is particularly pure.
All the teenagers in the room stared eagerly.
But Ye Tan didn't know, when she saw the teacup, Xuanshang Jun knew it was not good. Sure enough, she immediately murmured: "You are too stingy, Emperor Wenchang. You can give me a bag of tea. Just pour a small cup..."
"You..." When did Emperor Wenchang meet such a guy, he laughed angrily, but he didn't care about her after all, he just said: "Shut up and study hard."
He continued his lecture.
After an hour, the founder of Qiankun appeared outside the school. As he came here in person, Emperor Wenchang had to stop to give lectures. Master Qiankun came straight to Yetan, took her hand and looked at it - her hand was full of blisters from the fire. The medicine king was punctured, and the medicine was applied, which made it even more scary to watch.
Emperor Wenchang took a look and felt pain.
"Hey, Pippi Shrimp, the Palace of the Medicine King said that you were injured, but I still don't believe it. You really don't care at all." Qiankun Fazu sighed, took out a small medicine bottle, and poured a pill Give her the medicine: "Come on, take it first."
The color of the elixir is silvery white, the aura of the elixir is clear, one can tell that the quality must be high. Ye Tan was very alert: "What is this?"
"What expression?!" Master Qiankun flicked his head on her forehead, "Can the ancestor still harm you?"
"That's hard to say." Ye Tan muttered, and Xuanshang Jun next to him finally said, "Don't be rude."
Ye Tan had no choice but to put the elixir in his mouth, and Fazu Qiankun handed her the spirit tea on the table. Ye Tan drank it with his mouth, and used it to deliver the elixir.
How many pairs of eyes are staring at her in the school, the ancestor of Qiankun, what kind of identity is that? He actually came to deliver medicine to her in person! And looking at this elixir, it must have been refined by Fazu himself. She is a mortal girl, how can He De...
What other teenagers think, Qiankun Fazu doesn't think about it. He watched Ye Tan take the medicine, and then asked: "It's the first time that the book bag accepts the children of the human race. How do you think the class here is?"
Ye Tan glanced at Emperor Wenchang, and Emperor Wenchang immediately put on a straight face: "What are you looking at me for? When Tianzun asks you, you just speak the truth. You are timid and timid!"
"Oh." Ye Tan then said, "I think what my husband teaches is useless."
Emperor Wenchang was so angry that he took the ruler and slapped the table: "Bastard!"
The ancestor of Qiankun was not angry, and patted Ye Tan's head with a smile: "He also has difficulties. But if there is a little way, who would come here every day to teach you useless things. Isn't this the responsibility. Shenhe People should be considerate of each other, don't you think?"
Ye Tan tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Why do I feel that you are scolding me?"
Master Qiankun laughed, and patted her head after laughing: "Continue with the class. Come and play with the ancestor when you have time."