His Highness' Jealousy

"Woman, why are you running so fast?" Yuan Ming stayed in the ancient book; he felt dizzy as he was jolted.

Upon hearing this, Helian Wei Wei stopped. "You're right, why am I running so fast? I am already late anyway."

"It's probably curfew time now," Yuan Ming said lazily, "Have you forgotten about the rules in your academy? Looks like this is really the power of love. It can even make you willingly climb over the wall in the middle of the night."

With a push of one arm, Helian Wei Wei handily leaped over the wall as she was about to answer Yuan Ming.

Just then, she heard a deep, pleasant-sounding yet gentle cough from her back, along with a light herbal scent wafted in the air. 

Helian Wei Wei subconsciously turned around.

A student who was standing beside a man appeared like he had spotted a ghost, nearly shouting out loud for someone to come over.