Ye Qianning and Sang Qi followed Master Song to the teahouse, and the three of them sat down.

The waiter immediately served tea: "Sir, please enjoy this new tea."

Sang Qi did not move.

Ye Qianning took a sip from the teacup and found it tasted pretty good.

"Your Highness, please try it too." Master Song said with a smile.

"No need." Sang Qi didn't come here for tea, and some things seemed inappropriate to discuss while sitting here.

Master Song had just arrived in the capital and was confused about what the Crown Prince meant. He looked at Ye Qianning and chuckled, "You two sitting together reminds me of the days when you were in the academy."

"Yeah, my hands hurt just thinking about it now." He had copied the Disciple Rules countless times, and Ye Qianning remembered them most clearly.

Of course, these are not only the things she remembers most clearly. I am afraid that all the students who attended Loushan Academy at that time remember them most clearly. No one could have been punished to copy all the time.

If you copy repeatedly without correcting your mistakes, you will end up copying more and more.

When Master Song heard this, he seemed to recall something interesting, and a smile crossed his face. "I've never seen a student as fussy as you."

Ye Qianning seemed to be in a good mood, and his smile gradually deepened.

The smile on her face was so beautiful that when she greeted him, the hustle and bustle around her seemed to be isolated, and only her beautiful face remained in her eyes.

A gentle breeze blows by, and everything loses its light.

Sang Qi's heart stagnated, and her smile penetrated deeply into his eyes, as if the smile at this moment was the most real her.

It was a look he had never seen before.

Master Song was also stunned. He never thought that the little girl from back then could grow up to be so beautiful. If she had not been with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he would definitely not believe it if others said she was Ye Qianning.

On the way to Beijing, he had heard a lot of rumors, both good and bad, all related to the little girl. His half-believing and half-doubting heart was now slightly relieved.

Ye Qianning was extraordinary back then, but after so many years, her lazy nature seemed to have not changed at all.

Master Song believed that she was still herself and Mr. Chen was still Mr. Chen.

Thinking of this, Master Song relaxed slightly, stroked his beard and casually curled his hair. His smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and he coughed lightly, "Your Highness, have some tea."

Sang Qi came back to his senses, his eyes met Ye Qianning's, he subconsciously looked away, picked up the cup in a panic, put it to his lips and took a sip in a disguised manner.

"Your Highness, don't you have something to discuss?" Ye Qianning asked.

Sang Qi held the cup and lowered his eyes slightly, as if thinking. After a few seconds, he took out a box from his arms, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Ye Qianning: "This is the sincerity of this prince."

Ye Qianning glanced at him: "What sincerity?"

"The capital cannot be in chaos for the time being." Sang Qichen said.

Ye Qianning was silent for a long time. She reached out to open the box, but Sang Qi held the box down first.

"Go back and open it."

"I want to see if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is sincere enough." There is no absolute value, and she is not inferior to cooperating with Sang Qi.

"This prince will give you one day to think about it." Sang Qi was not in a hurry.

"good."

Ye Qianning picked up the box and put it into his sleeve: "I will have someone reply to the prince tomorrow."

"I hope you will consider it carefully." Sang Qi stood up.

Master Song saw this and realized that the conversation was over, so he also stood up and said, "Little Senior Sister, goodbye."

Ye Qianning watched Sang Qi and Master Song leave with a complicated look in his eyes. He retracted his gaze, drank the tea in the cup, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Sir, the total is twenty cents." The waiter came up with a smile.

“…” (End of this chapter)