By the time Yuan Yao quickly finished bathing, dinner was already served.
During the meal, the Ninth Prince said, "The National Academy will resume classes in three days."
"What?!" Yuan Yao struggled to drink the soup, almost dropping the jade spoon.
Is the Chinese Academy about to reopen?
This means she'll have to get up early every day again and go to school to listen to her teacher give a boring lecture on classical Chinese for half a day?!
Going to school in ancient times must have been incredibly boring!
In particular, their school is the youngest in the National Academy!
As a member of the basic class, the most frequent tasks each day were reciting, copying, and memorizing classical Chinese texts. The slightly more interesting part was that the teacher would occasionally tell a few allusions and derive a couple of short stories from them...
In other schools, there were musical instrument lessons in the morning, and in the afternoon, female students had separate classes in embroidery and etiquette, while male students went to learn martial arts, horseback riding, and archery from the martial arts instructors...
Upon hearing that she would be going back to school, Yuan Yao immediately lost her appetite.
She put down the jade spoon and said pitifully, "Father, can't I go back to school a little later?"
Even just letting her play for a couple more days would be great!
The Ninth Prince, holding his chopsticks, chuckled upon hearing this: "I thought you really enjoyed reading."
Do you enjoy reading?
Which eye of his saw that she liked reading?
Yuan Yao sighed in her childish voice, "If Daddy says Yao'er likes it, then Yao'er will like it."
The Ninth Prince couldn't help but chuckle softly: "Judging from your tone, it's as if I forced you to like studying?"
Isn't that so?
Yuan Yao blinked her big eyes.
The Ninth Prince picked up a piece of tender, juicy grilled venison and placed it in Yuan Yao's bowl: "If you really don't like it, your father won't force you."
But if you don't go to the Chinese Academy now, you'll eventually have to go when you're older.
If you don't go when you're three, then wait until you're six.
Yuan Yao: "???"
If you don't go this year, you'll have to go again in three years?
Then why is she still struggling?
It's better to die sooner rather than later!
Moreover, the current school has Yun Chan and Xie Zhi...
Who knows what kind of kid I'll be classmates with three years from now?
Yuan Yao picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of grilled venison, and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling, "So what if I'm going to study! Who's afraid of who!"
Anyway, it's not like I haven't studied it before!
More than a decade has passed!
If she hadn't been inexplicably struck by lightning and transmigrated to the Great Qi Dynasty, she would have been preparing for postgraduate entrance exams...
Speaking of that world, Yuan Yao felt a little worried.
I wonder how her health is...
Will I get chopped into a crisp?
Will the story of a beautiful young girl who was struck by lightning and died make the headlines?
Although her parents raised her with a hands-off approach from a young age, they must have been very sad to learn that she had died.
And what about her friends? They didn't know whether to be happy or sad upon learning she had been struck by lightning…
That's enough!
They're dead now, there's no going back!
Is being sad useful?
No!
Yuan Yao chewed on the venison with resentment.
After the meal, the Ninth Prince rinsed his mouth and had the official documents brought to the Moonflower Palace.
He lit the lamp and lazily sat at his desk dealing with state affairs.
Just as Yuan Yao was about to take Tangyuan out to digest her food, the Ninth Prince called out to her, "Tuanzi, come here."
Yuan Yao: "..."
She obediently walked over: "Daddy, what's wrong?"
The Ninth Prince pointed to the desk next to him: "Come here and practice your calligraphy."
Yuan Yao: "!!!"
She looked like a wilted eggplant and said pitifully, "Daddy, isn't there still three days before school starts?"
The teacher didn't assign any homework again!
The Ninth Prince was not fooled by her act: "It's alright, it's a good opportunity for me to check your studies and calligraphy."
Yuan Yao: "..."
Although school has been in session for a long time, she really isn't used to using a calligraphy brush!
Her handwriting still looks like a dog's paddle!
Moreover, she hasn't corrected her posture when holding the calligraphy brush!
Yuan Yao was quite flustered...
While he was hesitating, the Ninth Prince had already raised his sleeve and started grinding ink.
Seeing that there was no way to escape, Yuan Yao gritted her teeth and walked over to the cushion and sat down.
The Ninth Prince ground the ink, took out a brush, and handed it to her: "Tonight, copy a poem called 'Reed Catkins'."
It's "Reed Catkins" again...
Yuan Yao dared not resist, obediently took the brush, sat up straight, dipped it in ink, and the tip of the brush landed on the Xuan paper.
There is such a thing.
The Ninth Prince didn't go to see her; instead, he turned around and started reviewing official documents...
After an incense stick had burned, the Ninth Prince asked in a calm voice, "Have you finished writing?"
His answer was silence.
The Ninth Prince turned his head.
The brush dipped in ink fell onto the rice paper, leaving a large black spot on the paper.
Yuan Yao, lying on the desk, had a rosy cheek as she slept, her mouth slightly open, revealing her small, adorable baby teeth...
The Ninth Prince paused for a moment, then chuckled.
He closed the document, stood up, bent down, and hugged the soft, fragrant little bundle in his arms, then extinguished the candle on his desk...
Yuan Yao woke up the next day.
There are two days left until the start of school.
After she got up, she let out a long yawn.
Hearing the noise, Danqing rolled up the curtain, walked in with a smile, and picked her up: "Princess, would you like to sleep a little longer?"
Yuan Yao touched her side.
The place where the Ninth Prince lay has long since grown cold.
She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Sister Danqing, did Father stay up late last night?"
Danqing smiled and said, "Last night, His Highness went to bed early, so he got up early this morning to go to court."
It turns out he went to court.
These past few days, he's been going to the imperial palace and accompanying her out of the palace. She's almost forgotten that the Ninth Prince also holds the position of regent!
Yuan Yao got up, ate breakfast, and drank a large glass of hot milk before she finally woke up.
Tangyuan woke up and ran from the yard to find her, circling around her happily.
Yuan Yao smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Good morning, Tangyuan!"
"Aww..." Tangyuan snuggled up to her, sat at her feet, looked up, and blinked excitedly with her icy blue eyes.
"Hey, Tangyuan, do you want some milk?" Yuan Yao squatted down and patted Tangyuan's head.
I have to say, the little tiger's head feels amazing! It's big, soft, and fluffy—so comfortable!
The glutinous rice ball bared its teeth, revealing its small, white, pointed teeth.
Yuan Yao reached out and tentatively touched its sharp teeth.
"sneeze……"
The cute little tiger grinned, sneezed, and sprayed Yuan Yao's hand with saliva.
Yuan Yao: "..."
The tiger cub on the ground, its large, icy blue eyes sparkling innocently, yowled.
Danqing was both amused and exasperated: "Someone, bring water for the princess to wash her hands."
Yuan Yao was washing his hands when Yu'er arrived.
Yu'er beamed with joy: "Princess, the purchasing department said that the things we need have been made in a rush!"
"Really?" Yuan Yao asked in surprise.
Yu'er nodded happily: "We're just waiting to choose an auspicious day to open for business!"
Auspicious day...
She's starting school the day after tomorrow!
Yuan Yao said, "Sister Yu'er, today, please take your little apprentice and come with me out of the palace! I'll go and urge the shop to see if it can open tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Yu'er was startled.
Is it really that rushed?
Danqing had already consulted the almanac: "Tomorrow is an auspicious day."
If that's the case, then what are we waiting for?
Yuan Yao perked up and said happily, "Sister Danqing, first bring Tangyuan a bowl of warm milk, feed it to her, and then we'll leave the palace!"
Today, the sunlight is exceptionally bright.
She hopes she can finish what she needs to do in time...
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