Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Meeting the Younger Siblings for the First Time (Part 2) Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Meeting the Younger Siblings for the First Time (Part 2) Dressed in blue silk clothes with pine branch patterns and wearing a white jade crown, the little boy snatched the chocolate from Feng Xiaoli’s hand and threw it to the ground.

He was slightly shorter than Dugu Xiaojin, had distinctive looks, red lips and white teeth, and his manner and speech were all steeped in nobility.

However, the disdainful arrogance in his eyes made people feel very uncomfortable.

Upon seeing this, many child students showed a schadenfreude expression. This child, named Dachun, said to be a prodigy, was the top scholar in last year’s assessment, and like Dugu Xiaojin, he also came from a poor family.

Commoners love to associate with commoners; no wonder he got along well with Dugu Xiaojin right away.

On the first day of new students, the seniors inevitably had to show them who’s boss.

But since Dongfang Jin did not make a move himself, they also dared not to act recklessly; they all regarded Dongfang Jin as the leader to follow.

Dongfang Jin knew that new child students were coming today; he originally wanted to drive him away directly, but unexpectedly upon seeing him, he found the newcomer to be quite impressive.

That little face was chubby, whiter and softer than Xiao Xiu’s, and his eyes were larger than Xiao Xiu’s, big like two ripe grapes. Perhaps due to feeling aggrieved, his small mouth was pouting like a little yellow duck, making him cuter than any other little girl he had seen.

“Poor are the poor, treating a piece of dirt like a treasure. Dugu Xiaojin, could it be that your father can no longer afford to keep you, that you even have to eat dirt?”

Dongfang Jin was one of the few in the Imperial Academy who knew Dugu Xiaojin’s identity, but he also knew that Dugu Xiaojin was just an adopted son of Dugu Wu and Prince Shun’s Mansion never acknowledged him.

Hearing that Dugu Wu had also become disabled, Dongfang Jin looked down on Dugu Xiaojin even more.

With him, Dongfang Jin around, Dugu Xiaojin and his father, like before, could only ever grovel as dogs for their Dongfang Family.

Dongfang Jin saw Dugu Xiaojin’s expressionless face and was annoyed by his disregard.

Looking at Feng Xiaoli by the side, a surge of hostility rose in his heart, and he stomped towards the chocolate.

His foot had not yet landed when suddenly a hand reached out.

Dongfang Jin’s foot paused in mid-air, and his face flushed red all at once.

Dugu Xiaojin grabbed his foot, and no matter how hard he struggled as if applying an infant’s strength, his foot was immobile, as if under an immobilization spell.

Dugu Xiaojin picked up the half piece of chocolate, mimicking Feng Xiaoli’s earlier motion, peeled off the outer paper, and without a frown, swallowed the black stuff expressionlessly.

Dugu Xiaojin nodded slightly, showing a smile, this “dirt,” bitter first but sweet later, he wasn’t a child who loved snacks, but the “dirt” Dachun brought was indeed delicious.

Feng Xiaoli blinked twice with her big eyes, glancing at Dongfang Jin, pouting her lips.

Just then, Mr. Guo from the Imperial Academy walked in, and the child students quickly dispersed and returned to their seats.

Mr. Guo, well over seventy, sporting a goatee, had been teaching at the Imperial Academy for more than twenty years, a thin and skinny little old man.

In his youth, he had served in the six ministries, talented and highly knowledgeable; even Emperor Yongye held him in high respect.

His only flaw was that he was very old-fashioned, and his classes were extremely dull. If one couldn’t answer his questions, regardless of who it was, they would receive ten strokes of the ruler.

In the Heavenly Class, aside from Dongfang Jin, even Dugu Xiaojin had been hit by the ruler once.

Not long after class started, Mr. Guo’s monotone chanting-like voice successfully put Feng Xiaoli to sleep.

Her little head began to nod off repeatedly, bobbing up and down.

The other child students were not much better off than Feng Xiaoli, but they didn’t dare to blatantly sleep like she did.

“Dachun, you answer.”

Feng Xiaoli, with sleepy eyes, saw in her blurry vision the angry face of the little old man.

There was still a suspicious patch of water on the table.

Dongfang Jin, sitting to the left of Feng Xiaoli, seeing this scene, gestured with his eyebrows and eyes.

“Call me Brother Dongfang, and I’ll help you.”

Feng Xiaoli’s petite, red lips parted and closed.

“To strengthen the army, in discussions of speed and strategy, to compete for profit worldwide, to forbid the roaming populace, to rigorously drill the soldiers…”

Her childish voice was clear and pleasant, though her articulation wasn’t yet perfect, every word and sentence she spoke was precise.

Dongfang Jin and the other child students were nearly dumbfounded.

No way, Dachun was clearly sleeping; how could she remember everything Mr. Guo said?

Dugu Xiaojin was also somewhat surprised, quickly pocketing the little note she had prepared.

“Grandfather, you spoke today about the reform chapter in the Law of Chu.”

Feng Xiaoli puffed out her tiny chest, her little head held high.

Sleeping aside, attending class aside, Xiao Li did not slack off at all!

Old Mr. Guo’s eyes, blurry with age, sparkled with delight.

This child, truly as legendary, a prodigy indeed!

“You recited very well. You all should learn from Dachun… Encourage one another. Who can explain the specific meaning of this chapter of the Law of Chu?”

Mr. Guo signaled Feng Xiaoli to sit down; today’s lesson had indeed been somewhat dry and dull. Although the students from the Heavenly Class were bright, being young, they could recite but explaining was rather challenging.

Dongfang Jin sat straight; his grandfather Grandmaster Nalan had once discussed this chapter with him.

Teacher Guo first looked towards Dugu Xiaojin.

But Dugu Xiaojin lowered her head, avoiding the teacher’s gaze.

“Xiaojin, also very sensible.”

Mr. Guo inwardly lamented, retracting his gaze and looking towards Dongfang Jin.

“Dongfang Jin, answer please.”

Dongfang Jin stood up, envied by the surrounding child students.

This center of attention feeling, Dongfang Jin had long grown accustomed to it.

He was about to speak when suddenly, an intense pain gripped his mouth, and an unusually large blister had formed on his tongue; speaking made the blister painfully throb.

Dongfang Jin’s face contorted as he groaned and moaned, unable to utter a complete sentence.

“Sit down.”

Mr. Guo frowned, unavoidably disappointed.

Given Dongfang Jin’s knowledge, with his mother being Nalan Yan’er and his grandfather Grandmaster Nalan, both profound scholars, how could he not discuss the Law of Chu.

Dongfang Jin struggled to speak but couldn’t, unable to even straighten his tongue, he could only watch helplessly as Mr. Guo pulled out a ruler.

Crack, crack, crack, crack—
The ruler harshly struck the palm of his hand, ten solid blows, swelling Dongfang Jin’s left hand terribly.