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Despite this, he chuckled, deeming it as just a pure clumsy mistake. “Yao Yao, show me some mercy.”

Lu Xiangzhi looked apologetic and looked at Ye Zhen at the corner of his eye. “Yao Yao, be careful.”

“I am inexperienced. Naturally, I’m not good at changing wound dressings.” Ye Zhen reasoned grumpily.

“It’s alright, I didn’t feel any pain.” Lu Lingzhi managed a soft smile.

Even with his patient approach, Ye Zhen still didn’t look at him, he proceeded to smear the medicine on his bare wound, and tied the board which put his injured foot in place afterwards. “The bone has healed, but still not strong enough. Eldest brother should take some rest and not exert himself.”

Well, if Lu Xiangzhi hadn’t given her medicine to him, he would not have recovered so quickly.

“Fourth brother, nowadays I can’t go anywhere. Why don’t you come here to study and I will teach you.” Lu Lingzhi offered, having enough of the everyday silence in his chamber.

Lu Xiangzhi’s eyes instantly brightened. “Yes, eldest brother, then I must and get my books!”

As a candidate for the imperial exam, Lu Xiangzhi was ecstatic at this opportunity. Being taught by Lu Lingzhi was much better than learning from other scholars

Ye Zhen watched Lu Xiangzhi run out in excitement and shook her head amusingly.

“Yao Yao, thank you for changing the dressing for eldest brother.” Lu Lingzhi expressed his gratitude upon seeing her about to leave.

“You’re welcome. It was nothing.” In the long run, Lu Lingzhi still saved Lu Xiangzhi. This was the most she could do as a repayment of that act.

Just as she reached the door, Lu Lingzhi spoke again, stopping her in her tracks.

“Yao Yao, do you hate your eldest brother so much?” Lu Lingzhi asked her helplessly.

Those words sounded strange from the mouth of someone she detested. Ye Zhen refused to look at him and answer his question, her back facing him.

“Still complaining that I won’t let you go to college?” Lu Lingzhi asked laughingly, that’s what he said the first time they met. Ye Zhen remembered it vividly remembered the day she saw him again since her transmigration. From that moment until now, she could not stomach treating him as her eldest brother.

Ye Zhen was silent, her hatred for Lu Lingzhi had accumulated for two years. Even though she had tried to restrain herself, she could not pretend to like him at all.

“Or is it because someone said something about the Ye family?” Lu Lingzhi saw that she would not answer at any moment so he asked regarding his suspicion in a low voice.

Pivoting in her heels, Ye Zhen turned around to look at his face. What does he mean by this?

“What did Mister Shan say to you?” Lu Lingzhi thought he was right and asked in a heavy voice.

“What did you do to the Ye family?” Ye Zhen asked back, looking at him with penetrating sharp gaze.

Lu Lingzhi whispered, “Whatever I do, it was not my original intention.”

Ye Zhen sneered in her heart, not his original intention? Including deceiving her trust, enticing her to say how she saved Mo Rongzhan, and then turning all those things into Lu Wushuang’s doing, was it all not his original intention?

“The late Wang Fei of Qin dynasty is a former student of Mister Shan and therefore, my scholarly elder sister. How did she die?” Ye Zhen asked in a stern voice, stable enough to not Lu Lingzhi see through her displayed calm dexterity.

Lu Lingzhi remembered the scene when Ye Zhen drank the poisoned wine and couldn’t help but close his eyes.

“The Wang Fei’s palace was caught in a fire, and she was burned to death.”

Ye Zhen smiled faintly, “The young lady was just unlucky, perhaps..”

“Don’t listen to others about everything. Some truth needs to be discovered by yourself.” Lu Lingzhi said.

She knew the truth better than anyone else.

“I have to go back to practice calligraphy, eldest brother. Get well.” Ye Zhen stood up. She could no longer show her dissatisfaction with the Ye family’s case, or she would arouse suspicions.

That day in front of Tang Zhen, it was she who lost control.