Abandoned Princesses
Ice Queen

It had already been two weeks since Qiao Rong had first set foot in the Crescent Academy.

He was also more familiar with the professors, who knew that he should be placed in first grade. Even so, not a single student in his class had invited him to speak other than Liu Liwei and Ding Fanfan who were just passing by.

Qiao Rong also already knew clearly the hierarchy in that class. In this Crescent Academy, although the title of nobility was not cared for and had little influence among the students, the power was a decisive one.

The queen in that class was Zhen Mingran, a female disciple who was the same age as Qiao Rong. Unfortunately, his personality was exactly like Li Wenhua who was more concerned with his strength. Rarely did he communicate with other disciples, he was given the nickname Ice Queen.

In contrast to Qiao Rong, he was not at all approached by anyone because they thought his status was low. Moreover, there was absolutely no chance for Qiao Rong to show his ability.

In Professor Tang's class alone, he did not show his protective spirit. Of course this makes the students of his class confused. Moreover, it was Professor Tang's attitude that did not bother about it.

However, it was precisely then that Qiao Rong was more relieved. Wouldn't it be more fun to be alone? Compared to having to look at Liu Liwei's increasingly dull face.

Qiao Rong was very upset to see the man's face. He has returned the token many times. Either by putting it on the table, put it in the man's shirt, even to infiltrate the man's dormitory.

The next day, the token will be on his desk.

Qiao Rong snorted in annoyance at the events of those days.

"For this assessment, a task will be given to you." Professor Luo smiled mischievously.

The other students were already beginning to fear, but some others were also looking excited.

"This task is a group task. Please create a group of four." Professor Luo remained smiling despite the prompt whispers from her students.

Qiao Rong immediately glanced around him. Something that really gives him a headache. Didn't he just feel relieved that he was alone?

"Q-Hua Rong, I will form a team with you." Liu Liwei smiled towards Qiao Rong.

Qiao Rong furrowed his brows. 'I', it's the second time Liu Liwei has used informal language on him. However seeing Liu Liwei's cultivation level rise rapidly since the Four Seasons Competition, Qiao Rong had no doubt that the man would become a member of the group that would not burden him.

"Whatever."

It only took one word from Qiao Rong to make Liu Liwei's smile plastered incessantly.

Meanwhile, in the chair beside Liu Liwei, Ding Fanfan snorted in annoyance. "I'm coming along." Liu Liwei looked at the friend beside him strangely. If Ding Fanfan didn't like Qiao Rong, what was the group with him for?

"Then we are short of one la— person" Unfinished Liu Liwei spoke, a figure approached his desk slowly.

Liu Liwei immediately faced in front of him. However, the person in front of him was completely incompatible with his expectations, it was Zhen Mingran who was before him.

Liu Liwei looked at the woman in confusion as Zhen Mingran instead remained silent for a few seconds, completely not revealing his reason for approaching Liu Liwei's desk.

"I .. want to join."

*****

"Zhen Mingran?!!" Chu Yue cried out hysterically when she heard the name that Qiao Rong had just thrown. And Qiao Rong who was sitting next to him hurriedly closed his mouth.

"Zhen Mingran?! Miss didn't know just how admirable but terrifying that name was! But Your Majesty how can one group be with him?" Chu Yue's eyes twinkled.

"No idea, he's approaching himself. Why why?" Qiao Rong couldn't be more unconcerned. According to him, the woman was still very far from the word 'ripe'. His cultivation level that his classmates exalted was also still below his cultivation level.

"In addition to the three sects, there were certainly other small sects that had little influence. But their position was still under the Emperor and many of the sects were even subordinate to the main sect. Yet Zhen Mingran, was the next heir of the Ice Flower Sect." Qiao Rong maintained his facial expression as long as Chu Yue told him a story.

"The terrible thing about this Ice Flower Sect is that . they only accept members of the sect who have ice-elemental protective spirits. If until there is a sect elder or sect member who has a child who does not fulfill the requirements, the child will be exiled, even killed." Chu Yue continued her story with a horrified expression.

Qiao Rong who had gotten the picture of the Ice Flower Sect only nodded his head. It seemed like he had already managed to guess what made the woman the same as he had once been. The desire to survive.

"If not wrong, it seems that the spirit protector Zhen Mingran is the same as Princess Lan's. Merely, his control over his protective spirit was stronger. He also had a lot of fighting experience," Chu Yue continued.

"That's what it looks like." Qiao Rong simply smiled. Then back to considering the usefulness of Zhen Mingran in his team.

Meanwhile, he had to be messed around again by Ding Fanfan. Qiao Rong had absolutely no idea what the capabilities of that one man were. The whole day also looked at him with an uncomfortable look.

Again, Qiao Rong could only sigh.

*****

That night, Qiao Rong who was in deep sleep suddenly woke up from the heat on his forehead caused by his birthmark.

However, this time the heat was accompanied by an excruciating pain that made Qiao Rong break out in cold sweat and want to shout.

Seeing Chu Yue who was sound asleep on the bed next door, Qiao Rong decided to hold her voice with qi. Qiao Rong's head was made to go around in circles because of the pain.

Qiao Rong's energy had long been used up to endure the pain, as well as to hold back his shout from coming out so as not to wake Chu Yue up.

Slowly, Qiao Rong's vision became blurred, dark, and black.

Upon reopening his eyes, Qiao Rong was greeted by the sight of a field around him.

Whatisthis? The dreams? Inner Qiao Rong.

Qiao Rong heard a voice from the front. Quite far away from where he stood, there was a pair of men and women who were staring towards each other.

"Rong'er ..." Although far away, strangely Qiao Rong could hear what the man had said to the woman. The woman in front of him just smiled gently. The man then gently stroked her face and approached to kiss the woman.

Just before their lips met, Qiao Rong's head was once again filled with immense pain.

"AAARRRRRGHHHH!" But now, Qiao Rong could shout in pain freely.

As soon as Qiao Rong blinked his eyes, his surroundings drastically turned into a field of fire. The beautiful field that had welcomed him changed into a sea of fire.

There was no longer that man, there was only a shadow of a woman crying, screaming, and asking for help. Looking at the woman, Qiao Rong's heart seemed to be torn apart, although the pain and burning back filled his fist, Qiao Rong still could not take his eyes off.

For some reason, a single tear fell onto Qiao Rong's cheek.