Tan Huanhuan was still wearing the same outfit she wore on her first day at the Imperial College today—her golden butterfly cloud brocade skirt—and her Near Fragrance Bun hairstyle was done by Housekeeper Tan early in the morning.
Housekeeper Tan, a rough man, but his hairstyling skills were exceptionally refined.
With a normal expression, she laughed and said, "I wouldn't be afraid even if it's farther. I practice every day at home, which is much harder than this."
Walking this distance is simply a piece of cake.
Ye Zhi's curiosity emerged: "Practice? Huanhuan, what do you practice?"
Tan Huanhuan proudly lifted her head high, looking satisfied: "Qinggong, of course. My mother was the famous Lingbo Fairy in the Martial Arts world back then."
"Now I have also achieved some progress; most people aren't my match."
Suddenly thinking of that little black-clad youth from the exam in the back mountain, she must get revenge~
