Chapter 4 You are such a good person

Ling Qingyan looked at him in confusion.

"Ah, I like it. What's wrong? Why did my royal brother suddenly ask this?" Ling Qingyan was confused.

"Nothing, just a reminder to my sister." Ling Zhuo'an glanced at the leg that Ji Yanxing had hit with a stone. "My sister was right not to ask father to grant the marriage immediately. Some people still need to get to know each other more before we can know what kind of person they are."

"Ji Yanxing is not a good person."

Ling Qingyan was quite touched. Her royal brother was quite nice to her. At least he reminded her to think carefully about her marriage. Although his blackening value was high, she was confident that she could defeat it!

"Thank you for the reminder, my royal brother!" Ling Qingyan was very touched by the kindness shown to her by her royal brother who had a high level of blackening.

"Brother Huang, you are such a good person."

Use psychological suggestion method, tell him more and more that he is a good person and he will become better little by little.

Ling Zhuoan smiled calmly.

Me neither.

But being a good brother to this interesting imperial sister seems to be a very interesting game.

Soon, the two arrived at the imperial study.

"Tang Ning and the prince are here, please sit down." The emperor gave them both a seat.

After a while, the director of the Imperial Hospital came to take Ling Qingyan's pulse.

"Your Majesty, the princess is no longer seriously ill. She is just weak and needs a few days of rest and recuperation."

"Well, take some nourishing herbs and send them to Yaohua Palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, your son thanks you very much." Ling Qingyan stood up to express his gratitude.

"Qingyan, you must not commit suicide again. You must tell your father what you lack, what you like, and who treats you badly, okay? Now that Lan'er has passed away, the one I am most worried about is you. Your father will take good care of you. Don't keep anything you need to yourself." The emperor said kindly.

"Father, thank you. I won't commit suicide. After dying once, I understand everything. Father is so good to me. Qingyan will never make you worry again." Ling Qingyan's voice was as sweet as a little girl's, just like a normal little girl acting coquettishly to her elders.

The emperor was flattered.

Ling Qingyan had never spoken to him like this before. She was sensible and obedient, but always timid, worried and unhappy. Lan'er was always worried about her temper.

Qingyan now seemed to have suddenly opened herself up.

Lan'er's spirit in heaven would also feel comforted.

He finally lived up to his lover's trust.

"Okay, okay." There seemed to be tears in the emperor's eyes.

Ling Zhuoan looked at the scene of the loving father and filial daughter, with no smile in his eyes. He just focused his gaze more on Ling Qingyan, watching her cherry lips move.

"Well... Father, I do have a small request recently." Ling Qingyan smiled obediently.

"What's wrong Qingyan?"

"I want to take Tutor Mu's class with my brothers and sisters."

"Okay!" Mu Xianzhi is knowledgeable, well-informed, and has her own unique understanding of many things. The emperor has always wanted her to attend Mu Aiqing's classes with everyone, and to play with many princes and princesses.

"Qingyan, if anyone bullies you, tell your father!" The emperor looked at Ling Zhuo'an again, "or tell your brother! When the crown prince is free, go and listen to Master Mu's lessons. It will be helpful to you, and he can also look after your sister."

"I also want Miss Chen to be my study partner." Ling Qingyan spoke in a lower and lower voice, appearing cautious, but also very expectant, which was very cute.

The emperor couldn't help but laugh, "Prince, please help Tang Ning with this matter."

"yes."

After leaving the imperial study, Ling Qingyan returned to her own palace.

Sometimes he fiddled with the flowers and plants, and sometimes he looked at the precious koi by the pond.

"Princess! Princess!" Xi Lan immediately grabbed her and said, "Princess, please don't commit suicide again!"

Ling Qingyan knew she had misunderstood and explained, "No, no, don't worry. I will definitely live a positive and optimistic life from now on."

She is an optimist who loves life and cherishes life.

The spring breeze is warm, comfortable and refreshing.

There are a few more students in Tutor Mu’s class.

Princess Zhaoqing, who was of age, and Miss Liang, the daughter of the Minister of Personnel, who was her study companion, as well as Ling Qingyan and Chen Mansheng.

Hongwenguan is quite lively.

Ling Qingyan and Chen Mansheng came for the first time and arrived early.

The seats in the second row were arranged for them by the prince. They would not be as crowded as in the first row and it would be more convenient for them to listen to the lectures.

Her royal brother is very thoughtful, Ling Qingyan thought.

Her illness has almost healed with the nourishment of many precious supplements. Her face is rosy and her energy and blood are abundant. She holds Chen Mansheng's hand and sits down to tidy up their desk.

Ling Qingyan has a strong sense of ritual. The peach blossoms were in full bloom in spring, so Ling Qingyan prepared two of the best peach branches and placed them in a small porcelain vase on the desk, adding a touch of color to the class.

Of course, she also prepared one for Chen Mansheng.

Ling Qingyan and the others arrived early, and as time passed, more people arrived one after another.

"Ah, isn't this Miss Chen, who is famous for overturning her father's verdict? Even with such a thing happening in your family, you can still enter the Hongwenguan. Miss Chen is more resourceful than I thought. She is worthy of being a person who can sneak out and plot when the whole family is executed." The Sixth Princess Ling Yao sneered.

Chen Mansheng ignored her and packed his things as if he didn't see her.

"That's not right. Is this where you should sit? What gives you the right to sit here?!" Ling Yao commanded two palace maids, "Come here, move her desk to the back!"

Perhaps because she felt that Chen Mansheng had no relatives in this world and no one to support her, Ling Yao bullied her without any scruples.

Chen Mansheng overturned her father's verdict, which caused her uncle to lose his official position. This lesson is a light one!

"Let's see who dares to move?" Ling Qingyan said. Her tone was not particularly tough, but her voice was not soft either, just loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

"Ling Qingyan?" Ling Yao scoffed. "I thought you had hooked up with some powerful backer again, but it turns out it's Ling Qingyan, my biological sister who has no blood relationship with me."

"Instead of keeping a low profile and staying in your Yaohua Palace, you're learning to stand up for others?" Ling Yao looked Ling Qingyan up and down, raised her head proudly, and was full of disdain.

"Don't you consider your own identity?" Ling Yao spoke in a very soft voice, deliberately raising the pitch so that everyone could hear clearly.

Ling Yao is the daughter of Concubine De. Concubine De has only one daughter, and she dotes on her and makes her extremely arrogant and lawless.

Many princes and princesses came one after another, some complimented Ling Yao, and some watched the show silently.

One wonders if this princess, who has no royal blood, will be so humiliated that she will want to commit suicide by jumping into the lake again.

Let’s see if the orphan left by Duke Chen has the nerve to continue studying at the Hongwenguan.

"What is my identity, sister?" Ling Qingyan's face did not show any trace of humiliation or anger. She even had a bright smile on her face and sweetly called the other party sister.

"I only remember that my father told me that if anyone bullied me, I could complain to him or to the Crown Prince. This position was also arranged by the Crown Prince. If I have any complaints, I can go to the Crown Prince and my father."

"Instead of just blindly making things difficult for me and saying harsh words." Ling Qingyan blinked in grievance, "Don't you agree, Imperial Sister?"

The more she disapproves of her identity, the more disgusted she is.

"How could the Crown Prince possibly be so nosy about your affairs? Ling Qingyan, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Ling Yao had only spoken to her royal brother a few times, but she knew that the prince was unwilling to meddle in their affairs. Her mother often warned her that the prince was a deep-minded person and that she should stay away from him and never offend him.

It is impossible to care about the affairs of Ling Qingyan, an idle person.

"Ling Yao, go back to where you belong." A sharp voice came, carrying a strong sense of oppression.

Ling Zhuoan was dressed in black clothes and a jade crown. He had a tall and slender figure, and his movements showed an innate dignity. Although there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his words revealed an authority that could not be questioned.