After asking the desired question, Jiang Qingqing took the opportunity to cheer up her pessimistic second brother.

"Second brother, why do those who pick stars always pick you off?"

The child's sweet voice is full of innocence, which makes people feel warm in their hearts.

Jiang Ande couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, and his usually cold face showed a little more smile. Only then did he realize that the second prince had a handsome face with a bit of warmth.

How can this be a gloomy script! It should be a young man with bright clothes and vigorous horses!

Jiang Ande couldn't help but raise his hand to rub the little princess's head and asked patiently, "Why?"

Jiang Qingqing raised her head and let the Second Prince stroke her head, and showed a satisfied and relieved smile appropriately. She said cheerfully: "Because my brother, you are the brightest and most dazzling star in the sky!"

Jiang Ande was silent for a moment, then he tilted his head, clenched his fist to cover the corners of his raised lips, and laughed softly.

Seeing that the usually gloomy boy finally felt sunny, Jiang Qingqing smiled from the bottom of her heart and waited for his response.

Jiang Chen leaned against the door of the main hall. As soon as he stepped into the house, he saw such a harmonious scene between brother and sister.

He felt a sour feeling in his heart.

"You are the only star~ You keep saying these nonsense all day long, and no one believes what you say."

Jiang Chen snorted and laughed. He walked into the hall and saw Jiang Qingqing still so close to the Second Prince. He was just about to prepare to start a new round of sour provocations.

Jiang Ande motioned Jiang Qingqing to return to her seat and watched her sit down carefully before he turned to look at Jiang Chen.

Then the Second Prince said calmly and confidently, "I believe everything my sister says."

This open gesture of protecting Jiang Qingqing caught Jiang Chen off guard.

Jiang Qingqing also laughed secretly.

She finally discovered that among the three brothers, the eldest prince was gentle and elegant, the second prince was gloomy but fortunately he had a good heart, and the third prince...

Her "real brother" is a fool and a simple-minded person. With his simple and naive mind, I don't know how many times he can be plotted against in the palace.

Jiang Chen tried to prepare his own words to fight back, but suddenly a tall young man in a black robe stood at the palace gate.

The third prince, who had been full of fighting spirit just now, immediately lowered his head, turned around and returned to his seat.

The Second Prince’s reaction was not as exaggerated as Jiang Chen’s, but he also suppressed the smile on his face and returned to his seat obediently.

After listening to the secret guard's report outside, Xiao Linting returned to the palace and saw that the two princes, who usually didn't communicate much, were actually looking at each other with jealousy.

He looked at them twice more with some surprise.

Jiang Qingqing's attention first fell on the handsome uncle, and then on the man in the crescent-shaped white shirt behind the uncle.

He looks very unfamiliar. He is not a teacher in the Imperial College. He looks old enough to be the son of those old teachers.

The man in white walked into the hall, but did not go to the students' seats, but went straight to the podium.

Jiang Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her bright mood was in sharp contrast to her lifeless appearance in the first class.

Xiao Linting was just about to return to his seat when he caught a glimpse of the child sitting upright, looking at the person on the podium with a rosy face.

He looked forward in the direction the child was looking, his expression slightly gloomy.

He simply changed direction halfway, calmly lifted the armchair with one hand, and placed the chair next to Jiang Qingqing.

The sound of the wooden chair falling heavily to the ground was particularly harsh in the still quiet hall.

Jiang Qingqing was also frightened and jumped. She turned around and looked around, and saw a dark figure sitting down next to her leisurely.

Jiang Qingqing:? ? What’s going on? Did the uncle finally find out that I dozed off in class?

Xiao Linting leaned half of his body on the back of the chair, his long legs crossed calmly, one hand holding a blue book, his body leaning towards Jiang Qingqing.

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, the person concerned didn't care and was too lazy to even explain.

Jiang Qingqing shrugged in confusion. She didn't understand what this uncle was up to.

[But it doesn’t stop me from looking at handsome men! Sihasiha——]

Jiang Qingqing turned her gaze back to the podium in a daze. Looking at the person whose every move was elegant and extraordinary, she became energetic.

[Who can resist the teaching of a young teacher? ]

Xiao Linting's fingertips fell on Jiang Qingqing from time to time, and the voice of the little kid in his mind also came intermittently.

But! This did not prevent Xiao Linting from understanding her child's thoughts.

Xiao·Don't Understand·Lin Ting: How can you tell the difference between ugly and handsome at such a young age?

He raised his eyelids from the book and saw the bright policy paper in the little girl's hand. He suddenly said, "Your Highness, this class is poetry. What are you doing with the policy paper in your hand?"

Jiang Qingqing hurriedly put the book in her hand aside.

Lin Ze, who heard the noise on the podium, cast his eyes over. Jiang Qingqing immediately raised a bright and decent smile, trying to save face for herself, "I just asked my second brother some policy questions, and I got them at the right time."

[The class bell hasn't even rung yet, why do you care what book I have?]

The angry and soft voice entered his mind, and Xiao Linting was a little surprised. He sideways glanced at the little girl beside him.

Last night she was still thinking about getting him on the list as her backer, but today a new teacher came and she changed her target?

Such an unstable character won’t do.

"Uncle, is this a new student or a teacher?"

Jiang Qingqing felt a little upset in her heart, but she turned around and raised an innocent smile, whispering in Xiao Linting's ear.

He could hear the child's breathing next to his ear. He listened to the child's inability to suppress his curiosity and could not help but look at Lin Ze on the podium again.

"Master Lin is the young master who won first place in the poetry competition a few days ago. Because of his talent in poetry, he was specially recruited into the Imperial Academy to teach a few new poetry lessons. If any of you are good at poetry, he will be retained to teach."

"So if there is no one who is good at poetry, Mr. Lin cannot come?" Jiang Qingqing asked quickly to add what she was thinking.

Xiao Linting's eyebrows and eyes were originally cold. He usually softened his aura because he was worried that the young prince would be afraid of his coldness on the battlefield. His cold face, with those phoenix eyes and the inexplicable coldness now, gave him a sense of vigilance.

Jiang Qingqing just made the mistake.

[Why are you so fierce? It's just poetry. Can't I just listen to the class carefully? ]

Jiang Qingqing pursed her lips, turned her head to look at Lin Ze on the podium, and held her chin with her hands.

Xiao Linting was stunned. Looking at the little girl trying to listen to the class seriously, he couldn't help but ponder what he had just done.

How could he ask her to study poetry classes seriously?