Outside the Prime Minister's residence, a luxurious carriage slowly came to a stop.
One servant knelt on the ground, another servant lifted the curtain, and the second prince, supporting the servant's arm, stepped down from the carriage by stepping on the servant's back.
"Please inform Miss Nan that His Highness is coming to take her to the academy for classes," the servant said to Weimen.
The second prince stood in front of the carriage, looking radiant.
He could already picture the scene of him entering the academy with her in his arms, and those who had once coveted her could only envy and be jealous of him.
However, the words of the gatekeeper of the Prime Minister's residence were like a bucket of cold water poured on him.
"Your Highness is unaware of the situation, but the eldest daughter has already been taken away by Prince Anzheng and should be at the academy by now."
The second prince's smile vanished in an instant... Imperial Uncle??
Is he still eyeing Qianyue?
He's showing no respect for the Emperor! The imperial decree for their marriage has already been issued, yet he still dares to pester his imperial concubine!
"Let's go to the academy!"
The second prince angrily climbed into the carriage.
He wanted to see if the Imperial Uncle would dare to act recklessly in front of him!
Nanqianyue is the same; she has no sense of propriety at all. She's about to marry him, yet she still dares to get entangled with other men!
Hmph! I'll definitely teach her a lesson after we get married!
No matter how talented this woman is, once she's married, she still has to listen to her husband's family!
Name Hall.
The arrival of Qin Yi at the school during the Southern Migration Month caused quite a stir among the students.
"The Poet Immortal has finally arrived!"
"Why is Prince Anzheng here too?!"
"Today is a literary exchange meeting among nations, so it is only natural for Prince Ansei to come."
"But he came with the poet. Do you think Prince Anzheng hasn't given up on the poet yet?"
“It’s not just Prince Anzheng, look at the Crown Prince of Nanjing, he’s walking towards the Poet Immortal.”
Nan Qianyue smiled as she watched Xiao Chen approach, "Good morning."
Xiao Chen forced a smile, gave Qin Yi a cold glance, and asked very directly, "Why did Nan Nan come with him?"
Qin Yihan glanced at him and said, "Are you stupid? Of course, it was I who went to pick her up."
Xiao Chen's expression darkened, and he met Qin Yi's gaze with icy intensity.
Their eyes met, sparks flying.
The surrounding students either retreated or covered their mouths, staring with wide, horrified, and gossipy eyes.
As the moon waned south, she casually brushed her hair aside, her gaze drifting lightly towards the window. Seeing the peach blossoms in full bloom, she began to show off her "literary talent."
"When asked why I dwell in the green mountains, I smile but do not answer, for my heart is at ease. Peach blossoms drift away on the flowing water, a world apart from the human realm."
Nanqianyue has mastered the art of showing off in front of students.
Sure enough, as soon as the poem was recited, the students' attention instantly shifted away from the two people whose eyes were locked in a fierce battle.
"What a beautiful poem!"
"As expected of the Poet Immortal, even a casual poem from him leaves us far behind!"
"Could this poem depict the life that the poet Li Bai longed for in his dreams?"
Nanqian Yuexiao was elegant and unfathomable, but her answer was, "I've been looking at a lot of sketchbooks."
The students: "...!"
The students were astonished but also secretly pleased. It turned out that looking at picture books wasn't a bad habit. Even a noble person like the Poet Immortal was looking at them, so it wouldn't hurt for them to look at them occasionally.
"Haha, the Poet Immortal is indeed witty and humorous."
The old man's laughter rang out, and everyone turned to look, only to see Mr. Mo from Nanjing and Grandpa Xu from Dongling walking hand in hand into the school.
The group bowed and greeted their teacher, Mr. Mo.
Qin Yi and Xiao Chen finally separated and walked to opposite sides of the Southward Migration Moon.
The Second Prince, who rushed over in a rage, was furious when he saw Nan Qianyue surrounded by Qin Yi and Xiao Chen, but he dared not lash out.
With so many people around, he had to maintain his image as a gentleman and not become a laughingstock.
"Haha, please take your seats."
"yes."
The students took their seats one by one. Nanqian Yue originally wanted to stay in the back row, but Xu Taigong called her over in time.
"Poet Immortal, please take a seat here." He pointed to the only single seat right under his nose.
Nanqianyue: "..." These days, even good students have to sit next to the podium.
If we remove the seats of Mr. Xu and Mr. Mo, then her single seat will just be like a lecture, a matter of turning around and doing nothing.
"Okay." Nan Qianyue forced a smile and walked away silently.
Qin Yi and Xiao Chen followed closely behind her and sat down behind Nan Qianyue, becoming her deskmates.
The second prince sat next to Qin Yi with his fists clenched, at the same table as the fourth prince.
The late-arriving Crown Prince of Xiqiu sat next to Xiao Chen, sharing a table with the Fifth Princess.
Fifth Princess: I should have known better than to argue with my brother. I don't like that eldest prince of Xiqiu.
Those sitting in the front row are all people whose status and influence are not to be underestimated.
Their eyes were almost entirely fixed on the back of the poet.
My back felt burning hot during the month I moved south.
"Today is a cultural exchange meeting between various countries. Take this opportunity to learn from each other. There's no need to be nervous; feel free to express yourselves," said Xu Taigong gently.
So-called cultural exchange is really just about mutual learning and improvement.
"Since the Poet Immortal has taken the lead, let's all compose a poem on the theme of peach blossoms. Mr. Mo, what do you think?" Xu Taigong's smile couldn't hide the hint of pride.
Mr. Mo saw through it but didn't say anything, "Very good."
"Why don't we let the Second Prince come first?"
"I've heard that the Second Prince is extremely learned and is engaged to the Poet Immortal. I suppose his talent is no less than the Poet Immortal's!"
One or two students began to flatter the second prince, and as soon as such voices were heard, everyone else echoed them.
The second prince smiled awkwardly. How could his poetry compare to that of the "Poet Immortal"? These students were probably just trying to make things difficult for him.
"Second Brother, have you thought it through?" The Fourth Prince's voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.
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