Chapter 151: The Demon Lord Princess's Daily Life of Slacking Off Chapter 150: Qianqian Is About to Graduate

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

This little girl was named Qianqian. At this moment she tightly closed her eyes, muttering in her mouth: "No, let me sleep a little longer……"

Standing by the bed was precisely Yan Shuang'er. Only to see her hands on her hips, shaking Qianqian with a helpless expression, anxiously shouting: "Qianqian, wake up quickly, you'll be late!"

Hearing the two words "late," Qianqian then extremely unwillingly slowly opened her eyes, saying with sleepy eyes: "Oh, I don't want to go to Shangshufang……"

To Yan Shuang'er, this sentence was simply all too familiar, because these past few years Qianqian almost every morning upon waking would definitely say these words. Yan Shuang'er couldn't help but feel both vexed and amused, shaking her head and sighing: "My good Qianqian, today is the last day after all, I've heard this sentence from you for a full six years! Finally, starting tomorrow we won't have to hear it anymore!"

Only at this moment did Qianqian seem to suddenly wake up, sitting up straight all at once, excitedly screaming: "Ya ya ya! Right, today I graduate! The teacher said yesterday that there's no class today, haha, tomorrow I can sleep in comfortably at home!"

Saying this, she with the speed of thunder not giving time to cover one's ears used hands and feet together, quickly climbing up from the bed, beginning to put on clothing.

After putting on clothing, Qianqian loudly shouted: "Mantou, come quickly help me comb my hair!" Just as her voice fell, a small yatou with a petite figure and a clean, beautiful face quickly walked in, holding a comb and hair ornaments in her hand.

This small yatou was Mantou. She, as usual, walked to the dressing table side, supported Qianqian to sit down, then gently combed her long hair that was soft and smooth like silk.

Qianqian sat quietly there, staring fixedly at herself in the mirror. Unknowingly, three years of time quietly passed. Now Qianqian's features had opened up considerably, becoming increasingly spirited and moving;

Not only that, her height was also much taller than before, looking tall and graceful, like a flower bud about to bloom.

Mantou gently held the comb, slowly combing Qianqian's long hair that was soft and smooth like a waterfall, involuntarily letting out praise from her mouth: "Miss, you really are beautiful as a fairy! Especially these past few years, you've become increasingly exquisite and charming."

At this moment, Qianqian sitting before the dressing table completely disregarded her own appearance, without any scruples opened her mouth wide, letting out a long, long yawn. That appearance was simply like a lazy little cat.

Yan Shuang'er standing beside saw this, covered her mouth and lightly laughed, teasing: "If you didn't yawn so unscrupulously, Qianqian indeed could be called a beauty that makes the moon hide and flowers blush."

However, regarding their discussion, Qianqian seemed not to care at all, even her whole body soft and limp collapsing onto the dressing table, as if all the bones in her body had been pulled out.

Mantou spent quite a bit of effort, only with difficulty finally helped Qianqian comb her hair neatly. After everything was tidied up properly, Qianqian then slowly crawled up from the dressing table, picked up the Winter Melon Potato small shuba placed beside with her hand, then walked toward outside with light and quick steps.

When Qianqian arrived at the door, she saw an exquisitely decorated carriage had already quietly stopped there, patiently waiting for her arrival.

Qianqian lightly got on the carriage. Just as she sat steady, she looked around everywhere, searching for Yan Jie's figure. After a good while, still not seeing Yan Jie appear, she quietly sat inside the carriage continuing to wait.

Not long after, Yan Jie finally walked over quickly. He first skillfully stepped on the small stool placed beside the carriage, then nimbly climbed onto the carriage.

Now Yan Jie was already six years old. Compared to that little radish sprout at three years old, his height had clearly grown quite a bit. Although his age increased, his steady personality was unchanged at all, still as before emotionally stable, handling matters without alarm.

Clearly being the youngest younger brother in the family, Yan Jie usually when encountering matters was always especially courteous and yielding toward his older sister Qianqian. After the two sat steady, the carriage began to slowly move forward. At this time, Yan Jie and Qianqian's states of mind could be said to be vastly different.

Thinking that tomorrow she no longer needed to go to Shangshufang, Qianqian was excited to the point of being unable to sleep, her mood as bright and dazzling as the brilliant sun above her head;

In contrast, Yan Jie, thinking that tomorrow only he himself still needed to go to Shangshufang to study hard, couldn't help but feel a trace of worry in his heart, as if his head was covered by a gloomy, constantly raining dark cloud.

Not long after, the carriage arrived at the entrance of Shangshufang. As usual, Qianqian first sent Yan Jie to the entrance of his class, then turned and walked into her own classroom.

When she stepped inside, she was surprised to discover that today the classmates had come unusually early. Usually at this time, only about half the people would have arrived, but today it seemed only she herself had not arrived.

Qianqian quickly walked to her seat and sat down, her gaze sweeping around. She saw Ai Jiao and Qi Xi had already arrived early. Especially the Ai Jiao before her eyes, her appearance had seven or eight parts similarity with Ai Sheng—both were sturdy in build, with dark complexions.

As for Qi Xi, she was like her mother, with skin whiter than snow, tender and dripping, fair and delicate like Yuzhi Bai Yu; her personality was also gentle and lovable, every gesture displaying an elegant temperament.

Not only that, she was also a good student with both excellent character and academics. Every time exam results were among the top, naturally becoming the school tyrant that everyone in the class looked up to.

After Qianqian gracefully took her seat, the few people began to discuss excitedly the purpose of coming here today—completing an important task.

Although the Sixian Ban they were in had Ai Chun serving as the teacher, this Ai Chun always acted fairly, never favoring any student, and would never leak any news about the task to Ai Jiao in advance. It must be said, Ai Chun truly deserved to be called a good teacher who was upright and unbending, honest and clean, and absolutely never practiced favoritism.

Since Ai Chun had served as teacher for over two years, during which he had undergone several strict assessments organized by Shangshufang, finally relying on his own solid learning and noble character successfully remained in his post, and deeply received the Emperor's praise and rewards.

Just as everyone was chatting happily, suddenly a white figure floated over. Looking closely, it turned out to be Ai Chun dressed in a spotless white long robe walking in.

Ai Chun was born with a good appearance, his face warm and smooth like jade, just like a handsome young master in a painting. Especially that pair of clear, bright eyes, like twinkling stars in the deep night sky. His complexion was white as snow, as if it could be broken by a blow.

The overall image gave people a feeling of being gentle and refined, elegant and graceful. If Ai Chun were compared with his elder brother, it could truly be said to be a difference like heaven and earth, the two people simply being at two extremes.

After Ai Chun steadily walked up to the podium, he slightly raised his hand to signal: "Children, please be quiet first." Just as his voice fell, the classroom that was originally chirping and discussing without rest instantly became silent as the grave. All the children's gazes simultaneously focused on him.