The Anarchic Consort (Book 1)

281-285

Helian Wei Wei blinked, somewhat puzzled.

Baili Jia Jue raised his pitch-black brows slightly.

This Third Price was in a bad mood again, but what was wrong. Helian Wei Wei had not figured it out yet, so once again, she blinked. "You must have read the books assigned by the teacher, let me take a look."

Baili Jia Jue gradually put down the old scroll in his hands. "Why should I?"

"Aren't we deskmates, it is only natural for deskmates to help one another," Helian Wei Wei smiled gently, she sounded perfectly reasonable.

Baili Jia Jue did not acknowledge her, appearing to be extremely cold.

Helian Wei Wei decided to do it herself, be well-fed and well-clothed with her own hands, hence she wanted to reach over and take the pile of old scrolls beside Baili Jia Jue.

Who knew, Baili Jia Jue turned ahead all of a sudden, blocking her by the corner of the carriage, then he reached out both of his hands to block the window, trapping Helian Wei Wei in his arms.

Helian Wei Wei had no choice but to lean against the carriage in order to avoid his breath.

Baili Jia Jue lowered his head slightly, making eye contact with Helian Wei Wei.

Helian Wei Wei had just realized the excessively devilish nature of the man named Baili Jia Jue, how could she not be aware of this previously.

"Aren't you supposed to first admit that you are wrong, then only discuss with me the whole issue with deskmates helping each other out, hmm?" Baili Jia Jue tilted his head, his thin lips were extremely good looking, the distance almost made them kiss.

Helian Wei Wei did not hold back as well, she admitted her fault for real, her attitude was genuine, "I was wrong, so can I copy your old scroll now?"

Baili Jia Jue took a deep breath, loosened his hands, and ignored her completely.

Helian Wei Wei smiled evilly, she opened the old scrolls one after another, starting to look for the one which the teacher had assigned, after searching for a long time...

She then saw the person who was reclining on the mattress, unconcernedly waving his left hand.

She thought she would have to take it by force, that would surely take a lot of work, but unexpectedly, the Third Prince was quite generous this time.

With a faint smile, Helian Wei Wei opened the old scroll...

Absolutely blank...

"Where are your notes?" Helian Wei Wei furrowed her brows, how could this old scroll look even newer than hers.

With an expression of indifference, Baili Jia Jue closed his eyes, "When did I ever say I would do notes."

"So it means," Helian Wei Wei paused, "You didn't read the book assigned by the teacher as well."

Baili Jia Jue took a teacup and play with it in his hands, with a half-smile, "I am not interested to read the book that I have already read when I was five."

He knew so many Traditional Chinese words when he was five?

Sure enough, it was not right to look at His Highness with a usual point of view.

Helian Wei Wei looked at the old scroll filled with words, feeling as if her identity as a slacker has been completely humiliated.

How exactly did His Highness grow up?

Could it be the same for Young Master Tang, belonging to the special population since young, where others took a lot of time and effort to study while they could just do it in a breeze?