I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 362 The Lotus Should Bloom Naturally

Zhongli Yueluo saw through his thoughts: "It's nothing."

Afterwards, the young men and women I had met at the banquet came up one by one to greet me, and then took their seats.

There were four people in a row with an aisle in the middle. Zhongli Yueluo was sitting next to Qianqiu Chang'an.

I don’t know if there’s anything fishy going on here. The Liu siblings are sitting in front, and Chang Yuxuan and Yan Jinyi are on the left.

Fortunately, I was sitting in the last row, which was a relatively easy position to get around in.

Yan Ruoyu and the Su brothers were surprisingly seated at the very front, while there was an empty seat next to their teacher.

What kind of special person is allowed to sit in that position?

The bell had already rung, but the teacher hadn't arrived, nor had Yan Ruoyu, the Su brothers, or Su Nianhui.

She was a little worried.

Qianqiu Chang'an sat next to Zhongli Yueluo and felt cold all over.

"Miss Yue Luo, have you been cursed?"

Zhongli Yuelu snorted coldly, no longer pretending to be obedient in front of him: "It was all that old man's prank."

An old man? He was puzzled, but he didn't press for details about who it was.

The two of them whispered and chatted in the back, while Qianqiu Chang'an's hands were already frozen and bluish-purple.

He persisted, and later when he spoke, he would clench his upper teeth against his lower teeth.

He simply stopped talking, but subtly shifted his body to the side.

Zhongli Yueluo stayed by Yan Ruoyu's side, where it was slightly warmer, but she didn't know what the old man was up to.

Just as she was thinking this, Yan Ruoyu came up from behind and was stunned to see that she was sitting with Qianqiu Chang'an.

He paused beside her and reached out his hand: "Water nourishes wood, but wood does not nourish water. Come here."

His words carried a hint of domineering arrogance.

However, the seating arrangement had already been made, and Qianqiu Changhuan was sitting next to Yan Ruoyu.

"These seats were assigned by the teacher. Does Young Master Ruoyu intend to abuse his power for personal gain?"

A man said

He really shouldn't be so flamboyant, but the chill emanating from Zhongli Yueluo not only disturbs others but also harms herself.

Yan Ruoyu didn't move forward, but squeezed down next to Zhongli Yueluo. Sure enough, it was much warmer there.

Qianqiu Chang'an could see the change in her, so he took his own book box and sat down next to Qianqiu Changhuan.

Qianqiu Changhuan's face immediately fell. The methods she had painstakingly used had now been ruined by her brother.

"Brother, I specially arranged for the two of you to sit together, and you don't appreciate it!"

"But my attributes are indeed contrary to hers, and I am of no benefit to him."

"Then you can't interfere with me being with Yan Ruoyu!"

She gripped the pen tightly in her hand, furious, and glared at Zhongli Yueluo.

Zhongli Yueluo smiled slightly at her, shifted her position to the side, and held Yan Ruoyu's hand, showing off.

She's not some pretentious, gentle lady; so what if she's arrogant and domineering? She has people backing her up anyway.

She had just shown a smug look when she felt a heavy weight on her head, as if a hand was tapping her on the head.

Looking up, I saw the old man, and the scene was extremely bizarre, with He Yuhuan sitting in his arms.

It adopted an arrogant and condescending attitude, and stopped calling him "master."

All the students were watching Sui-kun; he now had a certain air of otherworldly elegance.

He Yuhuan looked like his granddaughter; some of them knew her, and some didn't.

I'm not very curious about Suijun, but I'm very curious about Kawami.

"What are you all chatting about during class! Shut up!" His words were still as unpleasant as ever; he was clearly a strict teacher.

"With so many people talking, you still had to hit my head, you old geezer."

Zhongli Yueluo was muttering complaints, and everyone sitting around her could hear her.

Everyone was wondering what Zhongli Yueluo's true identity was, and why she was so arrogant towards this powerful figure before them.

"I am Wu Guan, the Water Lord. My name is not important. You can just call me Water Lord. I am responsible for teaching the control of magic and music."

Zhongli Yueluo couldn't help but chuckle. This old geezer was teaching music, and he played it so badly.

"That brat who laughed out loud, why don't you come up here and talk?" He said, while still placing his hand on He Yuhuan's head.

All eyes turned to Zhongli Yueluo once again; on the first day of school, she had made herself known to everyone in the class.

Her lips twitched; she knew the old man was doing it on purpose. She stood up and pretended to be obedient.

"I'm laughing. It's wonderful that Sui-kun personally taught us music!"

"If anyone has any objections, please speak up. I won't change it," Shui Jun said to himself.

None of the students dared to speak; after all, she was a legendary figure, which made them admire Zhongli Yueluo even more.

"The first lesson is to shift the focus from the spiritual sea to the law, and then create ripples at the fingertips."

He sat there cross-legged, his hand supporting his cheek, his long eyebrows swaying in the wind, and a water lily blooming effortlessly from his fingertips.

“Everyone’s spiritual sea has five elements, but each has its own strengths. What I teach is not water magic.”

"But rather, it's about how to more delicately control the flow of spiritual power within the sea of ​​spirits."

He spoke with a serious demeanor, but the secret formulas he revealed were incredibly confusing.

I didn't hear clearly, only the word "open" was heard. The water lily was in bloom, and the amazing thing was that I could even smell a faint fragrance.

"Let's practice this today. This is your first lesson. Only after you finish learning from me can you receive instruction from the others."

The students below were all bewildered, as they hadn't seen him form a hand seal or make any other movements.

What should they do?

Shuijun seemed to find stupidity extremely annoying, and seeing their impatience, said, "Yuhuan, you demonstrate for them once."

It felt like He Yuhuan had become their teacher.

She stood on the desk, her small fingers forming a mudra, index fingers touching, thumbs interlocked, and the rest of her fingers crossed.

"All things have a beginning, water is like a pagoda and overflows; if the heart has a pagoda, the lotus will bloom on its own."

When He Yuhuan read this part, no lotus flower bloomed from her fingertips.

But everyone felt cold and could hear the sound of flowing water.

Someone looked up for no apparent reason and suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

The sound made everyone look up, and a huge water lily appeared at the top of the classroom, as if it were about to fall.

"Have you learned it yet?" Suijun sat up straight, creating a barrier for himself.

Zhongli Yueluo had been watching him closely. Seeing him raise the barrier, she knew that He Yuhuan's water lily was about to unleash a waterfall-like curtain of water.

"Ruoyu".

Yan Ruoyu erected a barrier that just covered the two of them, and at that moment, with a splash, it was immediately filled with water.

The students who didn't have time to set up the barrier got soaked, while Sui-kun laughed uproariously above them.

Even his chest-beating and stamping were incomprehensible to He Yuhuan.

Zhongli Yueluo squinted, her brows furrowed, and you could even see tears of laughter welling up in Shui Jun's eyes.

But when he looked up and saw that some of them weren't wet, he smiled slightly and said, "You guys will practice this today."

After saying that, he took He Yuhuan's hand and left.