"This humble woman greets the Fifth Princess." Nan Qianyue smiled and bowed. She now found the Fifth Princess quite pleasing to the eye.
The Fifth Princess pursed her lips, her face expressionless. "Oh, get in the carriage."
The imperial aunt escaped a disaster last time after being called out for a while, but today she's back to do the hard labor again.
After the Fifth Princess finished speaking, she climbed into the carriage first.
Nan Qianyue glanced at Lin Fei, who was riding on horseback, and without saying anything, walked around to the front of the carriage to get on.
However, when she lifted the curtain, she was truly startled.
Why are there so many people?
The man sitting in the main seat was tall and the largest of them all—Qin Yi.
Sitting to his right were the fourth prince and the fifth princess, while his left side was empty, presumably reserved for her.
"Come in." Qin Yi solemnly patted the seat next to him.
The two options, returning home and getting on the train, flashed through Nan Qianyue's mind. Rather than going back to learn etiquette, she preferred to come out and take the risk.
Nan Qianyue stepped into the carriage and naturally sat down to Qin Yi's left.
"Greetings, Fourth Prince." The Fourth Prince, who was facing Nan Qianyue, smiled and nodded.
The fourth prince gave a somewhat stiff smile, his eyes glancing at Qin Yi intentionally or unintentionally.
He wondered if the Imperial Uncle would be angry that Miss Nan greeted him but ignored him.
When the Imperial Uncle is angry, he won't make things difficult for Miss Nan; he'll just vent his anger on her.
He had hoped to take this opportunity to get Miss Nan's feedback on his poem, but now he didn't dare to take it out.
"Does the wound still hurt?" Qin Yi asked calmly, his deep black eyes filled with concern.
There was absolutely no sign of life.
Nan Qianyue met his eyes, but her expression remained blank as she uttered two words indifferently, "It doesn't hurt."
The fourth prince and the fifth princess exchanged a glance, both seeing horror in each other's eyes.
Isn't this girl from the south a bit too bold? How dare she reply to the Imperial Uncle in such a tone?
Even if the royal uncle treats her specially, he shouldn't be so disrespectful. Isn't she afraid that the royal uncle will kick her off the carriage?
However, Qin Yi, the person involved, grabbed Nan Qianyue's hand, a flattering smile appearing on his handsome face, "Still angry?"
Nan Qianyue frowned slightly, tried to pull her hand away but couldn't. She looked up at him, her beautiful eyes revealing displeasure yet still radiating elegance. "What does Your Highness mean by this? How dare I be angry with Your Highness?"
Qin Yi raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice, "Speak properly."
Fourth Prince: My uncle is still angry, as expected.
Fifth Princess: You're asking for trouble. I bet your uncle will tell her to get lost any minute now.
Qin Yi continued, "You can pretend they don't exist. If you really can't stand it, I can kick them out."
Fourth Prince and Fifth Princess: Who should we kick out?!
Nan Qianyue glanced at the two people opposite her indifferently, her lips slightly pursed, "You're overthinking it."
Qin Yi smiled. This was the right way to talk.
He didn't want to hear anything about princes or subjects.
"Where are we going?" Nan Qianyue asked casually, her expression listless and showing no interest.
Qin Yi's gaze flickered almost imperceptibly. "I'll tell you when we get there."
Southward Migration Month: "..." This is a grammatically incorrect sentence.
"Did those scholars frighten you today?" The usually taciturn Prince Anzheng had endless topics to discuss with the moon after the southward migration.
Nan Qianyue looked up again, her gaze towards Qin Yi probing, "You weren't involved in today's scene, were you?"
A slight smile curved Qin Yi's lips, a gentle smile emanating from the corners of his long, deep eyes, and his deep voice slowly rose, "It was the Southern Prime Minister's arrangement."
"He wants you to have a place in the literary world of Dongling. If you gain the recognition and respect of those literati, then anyone who dares to hurt you again will have to think twice about whether they can withstand the gossip of the literati."
"The Prime Minister's move will not only protect your safety but also promote the literary world."
Nan Qianyue blinked. The Prime Minister of the South had gone to great lengths, but he was giving her far too much credit.
Can a few poems really bring prosperity to the literary world?
The twins opposite them stared at each other wide-eyed.
The Fourth Prince: His uncle had never spoken so much to him at once. If he asked his uncle for advice, he would usually be met with a few cold criticisms and accusations.
Fifth Princess: My uncle smiled too much today, and his smile was so gentle, unlike the occasional chilling smirk that makes one's hair stand on end on ordinary days.
Is this really the Imperial Uncle? Could someone have switched him out?
"Um... Imperial Uncle." Seeing that Qin Yi was in a good mood, the Fourth Prince boldly interrupted. He carefully took out a piece of paper from behind his back, his expectant eyes darting back and forth between Qin Yi and Nan Qianyue.
"May I trouble Miss Nan to review my poem?" he asked, his heart pounding.
The fifth princess next to her curled her lip. Her brother was too useless. So what if he could write a few poems? What was there to admire? Look at his servile manner. His princely dignity had completely vanished.
Don't tell anyone she's her brother when she goes out; she can't bear the shame.
"Why are you asking me, instead of her?" Qin Yi's face immediately turned cold. He instantly reverted to his icy demeanor when facing others, and the dissatisfaction in his tone made the Fourth Prince's heart tremble.
The fourth prince swallowed hard, his hand holding the paper trembling slightly. He gave Nan Qianyue an awkward smile and handed her the poem, "Miss Nan, could you please offer some guidance?"
Nan Qianyue's gaze fell on the Fourth Prince's slightly trembling hands, and she almost laughed. How did Qin Yi usually treat others? Look how frightened he was.
She took the poem, said no more polite words, and lowered her eyes to read it carefully in silence.
Qin Yi looked at her quietly. Her slender, curled eyelashes drooped slightly, and the corners of her eyes curved into a charming arc. Her serious expression made her look very well-behaved, giving him an urge to pinch them.
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