In the future, he's going to be the Chancellor Shen, a position beneath one person yet above tens of thousands.
As for her, in order to save her own skin and protect the Ye Mansion, there's still a long journey ahead.
Her eyes felt gritty, and a sense of mourning overwhelmed her like a fierce storm, making it hard to withstand.
In a moment when Ye Zhi wasn't paying attention, the Little Traitor looked at her wistful green little figure and murmured, "Dummy."
The days passed leisurely, neither too fast nor too slow.
Three teachers lectured, and two students listened intently while taking notes.
In the blink of an eye, it was August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival.
During major holidays such as Spring Festival, New Year's Day, Lantern Festival, Qingming, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, the academy would give students leave ranging from one to four or five days, depending on the holiday arrangements.
