The Stunning Prime Minister

Chapter 11

"Kid, I'm going to be your wife, don't you dare try to bargain with me." Even his tone was just like Bing Ning's. "Miss, we're not suitable," Yu Zhou argued again.

"You're so long-winded, I don't even mind, but you're just giving me a hard time." Xixiang looked Yuzhou up and down.

“I have a wife,” Yu Zhou said. The audience gasped.

"Divorce her," Lan Tianxixiang said indifferently. Divorce her? I think Bing Ning should be the one divorcing her; let her divorce Bing Ning. Or maybe just wipe her off with that knife. That would be much quicker.

“My wife and I have a very good relationship (so good that I want to bite her to death). She is very virtuous (but thinks I am too smart).” What Yu Zhou said was completely different from what he was thinking.

"Since that's the case, tell me, is it you who dies or your wife?" Lan Tianxixiang said proudly, rubbing her fist.

"I'd rather die." There are three reasons: First, Lantian Xixiang is no match for Bing Ning, and her going would only be suicide. Second, if she were to say she wanted Bing Ning dead, she would probably be even more ruthless than Lantian Xixiang. Third, she is forced by circumstances to maintain the appearance of marital harmony.

"You—" Lan Tianxixiang had completely forgotten what she wanted to say, but seeing Yu Zhou's clear light, her heart seemed to melt. The people below the stage thought that this fiery fairy would kill the boy, but Lan Tianxixiang just stared blankly at Yu Zhou.

“Since that’s the case, then I’ll be the concubine.” Good heavens! Yu Zhou’s jaw dropped. This sentence shocked everyone. Even Lan Tian and He Yun stared at their daughter in disbelief.

"Miss, you don't need to." Yu Zhou's forehead was already covered in sweat. Looking at Ying Xue, she was writing with her hand and frowning.

"Little bean, come back here right now!" Hua Qianmo had already lost her temper. Seeing this little bean being forced into marriage by a woman, her anger had already exploded.

"Hua Qianmo—" A furious, intense rage. Yu Zhou roared. Little Bean, he called him Little Bean again.

"You—" Before Yu Zhou could finish speaking, he was already in Hua Qianmo's arms, light as a feather, without making a single unnecessary movement. He stepped out of sight, disappearing behind the lanterns, leaving behind a group of stunned people. Lan Tian Xixiang, however, with an air of "you can't escape," turned to Lan Tian Heyun and said, "Let's go home. Tomorrow, I'll go see my little husband."

On the Wangjiang Tower, Feng Youhuang nearly crushed everything in her hands; not a single table or chair remained intact. Her eyes blazed with fury. Yuan Yang, on the other hand, calmly read her book, her expression utterly unmoved, though a closer look would reveal the book was crumpled and bruised. Shen Si felt a growing unease, unsure whether her worry was for Hua Qianmo or Yu Zhou.

Jing Xieshang merely gazed at the painting and calligraphy, but his eyes remained fixed on Yingxue, lost in thought. It was as if a figure from his mind overlapped with hers...

However, Yingxue was unaware of this. She was very worried about Yuzhou.

"Hua Qianmo, ugh~," Yu Zhou was seen vomiting profusely, lying by the stream. Yu Zhou had a fear of heights and was also prone to motion sickness. Hua Qianmo frowned, looking at Yu Zhou vomiting like that, feeling a little uncomfortable, but said viciously, "If you want to vomit, go away, you can't afford to pay for it if you vomit on my clothes."

"Hua Qianmo, don't forget you're my pageboy!" Yu Zhou got up and angrily pointed at Hua Qianmo's nose. Hua Qianmo suddenly remembered the bet at Wangjiang Tower. Looking at Yu Zhou again, she secretly groaned.

"Tch, little brat, do you think I'd stand you up?" Hua Qianmo looked at Yu Zhou with disdain. Yu Zhou retorted with a look that said, "You definitely will."

"Hua Qianmo, it's all your fault today! If my wife finds out I went to the marriage contest, I'll die a horrible death!" Yu Zhou deliberately made a pitiful face. Hua Qianmo looked at Yu Zhou's wailing and said, "Little bean, are you even a man? You're actually afraid of your wife."

"What does this have to do with being a man? Don't forget, you didn't call me 'Little Bean'?" Yu Zhou actually wanted to say to him, "Why don't you two give it a try?" "You really have no backbone. Let's go," Hua Qianmo said, looking at him with a disappointed expression.

Under the moonlight, Hua Qianmo and Yu Zhou walked side by side along the stream. The soft light gradually etched a beautiful moment deep into their hearts. Hua Qianmo's heart softened without her realizing it, unable to distinguish between love and friendship, simply seeking warmth and the taste of family.

Early in the morning, Yu Zhou and Hua Qianmo hurried down from their room at the inn, rushing towards the Six Arts Academy. However, the training ground was already packed with people, and only they arrived in such a hurry. The blue-robed teacher's brows were furrowed deeply. But when the people on the training ground clearly saw Yu Zhou and Hua Qianmo's appearances, they were all slightly astonished. Especially Yu Zhou, several people stared at him intently.

"So, do you know you're late?" The teacher in the black robe stepped forward, holding a leather whip, and asked. "Yes," Yu Zhou replied softly.

"I know, do you even know what the school rules say?" the teacher in the black robe pressed on. Actually, he really liked the boy's appearance; he had never seen a man so handsome.

"Hua Qianmo, do you know~?" Yu Zhou nudged Hua Qianmo with his elbow. Hua Qianmo looked equally bewildered. The teacher in the black robe, who had initially felt some goodwill towards these two handsome young men for not knowing the school rules, completely lost it upon seeing this.

"You students from the regular college, call your teacher over." The teacher in the black robe was already getting angry.

"Ah, teacher." This time it was Hua Qianmo who looked surprised; they weren't from the ordinary department.

"You two idiots, come back here right now!" Whose voice was that? Yu Zhou looked in the direction of the voice and saw Feng Youhuang with slightly angry purple eyes, holding a pillar in her hand. However, the others were expressionless, except for Ying Xue, whose face was full of worry. But why were they sitting happily in the pavilion, seemingly having tea and snacks, and their clothes weren't the uniform of the Six Arts Academy?

"You're not from the ordinary academy," the teacher in the black robe asked, his tone certain. "Yes, this little one and I are both from the Confucian Academy," Hua Qianmo replied respectfully.

"Little Bean?" Yu Zhou was annoyed that he had called him "Little Bean" in front of the teacher. The black-robed teacher was somewhat confused. Hua Qianmo kindly pointed at Yu Zhou. The black-robed teacher burst into laughter: "It really does look like him. Alright, go back now. Teacher Heishan will teach you some martial arts later. Little Bean, and you..." Heishan looked at Hua Qianmo and couldn't say anything more.

"Teacher, my name is Hua Qianmo," Hua Qianmo said with a smile. "Okay, Hua Qianmo, go back now!" Heishan said happily.

"Did you hear that? Even the teacher said you look like him." Hua Qianmo poked Yu Zhou's back. Ugh, I was just led astray by you. Yu Zhou thought resentfully, but why did the teacher smile so much as soon as they heard we were from Chongru Academy? It seemed like they were about to punish us just now. And after hearing we were from Chongru Academy, the students from the ordinary academies all looked at us with envy.

"Why can you enjoy yourselves here while those people have to stand in the sun and listen to lectures?" Yu Zhou was a champion of fairness, though she didn't want to stand in the sun either. But she felt it was very unfair.

"You don't even know this? I really doubt how you got first place." Jing Xieshang said with disdain in his terrifying eyes.

“You should know about the three academies, but you don’t know the special characteristics of the Confucian Academy and the Martial Academy,” Yuan Yang explained.

“Special characteristics.” This time, Hua Qianmo and Yu Zhou exclaimed together. The other four all felt that these two were either naive or very scheming.

“You can skip morning exercises, sit here and listen to the teacher’s lecture, and even skip the exam, but there is one condition.” Yuan Yang stopped and looked at another pavilion next to him and continued, “Every year, the Confucian Academy and the Martial Academy have a competition. Whoever loses must fulfill one of their requests no matter where they see them in the future.”

"But those people from the Martial Arts Academy are too arrogant this year; they haven't even arrived yet," Feng Youhuang said angrily, looking at the empty pavilion opposite.

"Then why are there still women?" Yu Zhou asked in surprise, noticing that there were still women on the training ground.

"Tch, you little brat, making a fuss over nothing. If it weren't for the woman, I wouldn't be doing the Six Arts." Hua Qianmo looked like a lustful devil.

"You mean—the Six Arts also accept women?" Yu Zhou was shocked. If Bing Ning knew, she would narrow her eyes. Type A, type B, type AB, type O—they have it all. "The Six Arts' regular colleges are divided into male and female colleges." But to Yu Zhou, it sounded like a brothel. Especially coming from Hua Qianmo's mouth. He now looked exactly like a madam.

[The alluring Yelü]

"So, the Six Arts involve taking women..." Yu Zhou was completely speechless.

“Of course, otherwise why would Yingwu come here?” Feng Youhuang said, taking a bite of a pastry. Her purple eyes held a hint of tenderness.

"You mean your domineering younger sister is here too?" Yu Zhou felt his mouth was moving faster again, probably because he'd been spending too much time with Hua Qianmo. "Ying Wu, domineering?" Feng Youhuang looked at Yu Zhou amusedly. Touching her chin, she said, "Ying Wu is already quite good compared to Lan Tian Xixiang. Look~." Feng Youhuang gestured for Yu Zhou to look to the left.

Lan Tianxixiang stood less than 10 centimeters away from Yu Zhou, scrutinizing him with an almost perfect gaze.

Then she circled Yu Zhou three times, nodding repeatedly. She even touched him inappropriately, her eyes full of admiration: "Not bad! Kid, you have a great figure. Wait until you grow another two or three years..." She stared at Yu Zhou lecherously.

“Miss Xixiang, I’ve already told you I have a wife,” Yu Zhou reiterated. “I don’t mind,” Lan Tian Xixiang said with a grin, revealing her bright white teeth.