Just as Xiao Linting gradually began to be unable to bear Jiang Qingqing's constant complaints, the gate of the Imperial College not far ahead became within reach.

"Your Highness!" When Xin Juan saw the gate of the Imperial College, she called out to Her Royal Highness the Princess reluctantly.

Xiao Linting looked back while holding the little girl, and saw the senior palace maid Xin Juan looking at Jiang Qingqing reluctantly. She took a small bundle from the palace maid and handed it to Prince Xiao.

Jiang Qingqing tilted her head and looked at Xin Juan in confusion.

[I'm not going to the battlefield. I'm really panicked by your life-or-death separation.]

Xiao Linting took a deep breath, took the small bag with one hand, and signaled Xin Juan to explain with his eyes.

Xin Juan said, "There is a set of clothes for you to change into, and some small cakes and snacks in the bundle. I specifically asked the imperial kitchen about the matching cakes, and Your Highness can eat them. In addition, I am afraid that Your Highness will be too lonely in the Imperial College, so there are also picture booklets that Your Highness likes to read. If you are bored, Your Highness can take a look."

Xiao Linting handed the small bag to Jiang Qingqing. She reached out to take the bag which was a bit too big for her. To be honest, she felt a little tired.

"Take out the booklet and give it to your chief palace maid." When Xiao Linting heard the last sentence, his handsome sword-like eyebrows frowned in dissatisfaction.

Jiang Qingqing was stunned for a moment. She held the package tightly in her arms, her watery eyes full of fear.

Seeing the little girl about to cry but not yet able to, Xiao Linting realized that his attitude was a bit harsh. He softened his tone and asked her in return, "What do you want to do in the Imperial College, Your Highness?"

Jiang Qingqing remembered what she had said to Emperor Qing... no, what she had said to Emperor Qing.

"Because Qingqing couldn't understand what the royal brothers were teaching, Qingqing also wanted to understand."

Xiao Linting patiently guided him again, "Then Your Highness, can you concentrate on studying if you hold a booklet of paintings?"

[Okay, you put a set here for me]

Jiang Qingqing pouted, her rosy lips full of grievance. She looked down at the booklet in her arms, showing a struggle.

It’s not that she was reluctant to give up the picture book, it’s mainly because the classes in the Imperial College were really boring. She understood the general principles, and she came here to protect Jiang Chen. Who wants to attend class!

Xin Juan had never seen the princess feel wronged. Even if she was really afraid of Prince Xiao's majesty, for the princess' sake, Xin Juan said directly on her behalf: "Your Highness is still young, how can you ask me to adapt to your harshness right away!"

Xiao Linting glanced at Xin Juan, but before those phoenix eyes could show any emotion, the little girl in his arms suddenly moved when she heard his words.

"We are all princes. Why can't I adapt to my royal brother's demanding pace?" Jiang Qingqing didn't like hearing such gender-based treatment. She immediately took out a booklet, grabbed it with her chubby little hands, and waved it in the air with some difficulty.

Xiao Linting quickly raised his hand and grabbed one, but the little girl reached into her bag and took out another one.

He then caught it.

She took it out again.

After taking out four or five booklets, Xiao Linting was lucky that his palms were big enough to hold the booklets in the pile. It can also be seen that Xin Juan really loves Her Royal Highness the Princess.

"What my royal brother can do, I can do too!" The little girl's delicate voice sounded.

Xiao Linting couldn't help but curl up his thin lips slightly, and a rare smile appeared in his lonely phoenix eyes.

"I believe Your Highness can do it."

Xin Juan's provocation turned out to be a good thing. Xiao Linting returned the book to Xin Juan with a pleased heart.

He held the little girl in his arms, and the little girl held the package, and they both stepped into the Imperial College together, leaving Xin Juan with a look of emotion and heartache, watching the little princess enter the Imperial College.

When Jiang Qingqing entered the main hall of the Imperial College, she saw a table and chair in the middle of the first row that was shorter than the others.

It can be seen that Emperor Qing really cares about the little princess Jiang Qingqing, and he almost always responds to the little princess' requests.

The young emperor was well-deserving of the title of favorite daughter.

Jiang Chen had arrived at the Imperial College a long time ago. He came early, but that didn't mean he loved studying. He followed the young master sent by a noble family as his study companion. The two of them sat around a small table and stool, whispering something.

Jiang Qingqing was curious, so she got down from Xiao Linting's arms, held the bag, and tried to move towards them with light steps.

"This table and chair looks so low, can Your Highness climb up?"

"She definitely can't jump up there with her short arms and legs, but she has amazing jumping ability, so she can definitely jump up there."

"What! Your Highness the Princess can bounce?!"

Jiang Chen nodded and said seriously, "She jumps when she walks. You can tell she's very good at jumping."

"This is something new."

Jiang Qingqing had a dark face, listening to the conversation between the two people, she wished she could...

"Then I jump up and kick my brother in the knee. Is that okay?"

"How dare you..." Jiang Chen subconsciously wanted to retort, but when he was halfway through his words, he turned around and the first person he saw was not Jiang Qingqing, but the emperor's uncle who was standing behind Jiang Qingqing with an indifferent expression and a majestic aura.

"Your Majesty, how is your uncle?" Jiang Chen bowed hurriedly to greet him, and the young master of aristocratic family beside him also bowed to greet him.

Looking at the hesitant looks of the two teenagers in their early teens, Jiang Qingqing snorted.

A noble man should not bear grudges, so let them go for now!

Jiang Qingqing didn't care how Jiang Chen was going to explain the conversation to Xiao Linting. She threw the small package on the exclusive seat.

"Royal brother, you watch out!" Jiang Qingqing's stubborn temper came up. She called out to Jiang Chen. Under the watchful eyes of three people, the little girl didn't need to tiptoe or jump up. She just calmly sat on the wooden stool with her buttocks against it.

This silent action and actual operation completely overturned their previous remarks.

Jiang Chen knew he was guilty and shouldn't say such jokes behind others' backs. The boy's ears turned red. Xiao Linting looked at the stubborn and proud face of the little girl and shook his head helplessly, but there was no disapproval in his eyes.

"Why are there so few people today?" The teacher of the first class of the day came in. He was middle-aged, with a standard goatee of a civil servant. He stroked his beard and looked at the main hall with some dissatisfaction.

Those who were standing went to their seats. Jiang Qingqing had not attended many classes in her previous world, and this was the first time she felt the atmosphere of a class in the Imperial College.

"Oh, two princes are ill. Look at my brain." Old Mr. Chen talked to himself. He sorted out the books on the desk, looked at the classroom with two people missing, shook his head and walked out.

Jiang Qingqing: What kind of operation is this?

She was dumbfounded when she saw Mr. Chen leaving the classroom again.