And look at that brat Helian You now, ha!
Wenren Yu sneered, feeling uneasy, and casually got up, ready to leave.
They happened to run into Wen's maternal grandfather as he entered the house. Wen's grandfather frowned, and his tone was quite unfriendly.
"Where do you think you're going to wander around in the middle of the night!"
That brat has become increasingly unruly in recent years, spending all his time hanging out in brothels, he's completely irresponsible.
He's almost thirty, and yet, despite having countless women around him, he still hasn't married a decent wife!
The more Wen's maternal grandfather thought about these things, the more displeased he became with Wen Renyu. He wished he could pick up the family law and teach this troublesome brat a lesson.
Wenren Yu: "..."
"Father, I just want to go back to my own courtyard to rest."
He's innocent! What has he done to deserve this?
"Hmph, that's for the best. Tomorrow morning you'll take You'er to the Imperial Academy. Don't even think about trying to pull any tricks on this old man."
Wen's maternal grandfather snorted coldly, glanced at Wen Renyu with great displeasure, and spoke in a cold voice.
Wenren Yu: "...Yes, I understand."
Helian You, sitting obediently on the bed, blinked his fair eyes and wrote in his little notebook: Poor uncle.
**
The following day, at the Imperial College.
In the height of summer, a gentle breeze blows, and the green willows provide ample shade, enveloping the entire Imperial College in lush greenery.
At the entrance of the Imperial College, coachmen drove their carriages to a stop one after another, and those who got out were almost all sons of noble families.
Of course, those who arrive at the Imperial College at this hour are all young students who have just started school today, and the majority of them are children of officials.
Fortunately, although they were all little kids, children from official families had received proper upbringing from a young age, so they didn't whine or scream. They all stood obediently beside their mothers.
The elegant and dignified wives of officials held their children's hands, exchanging pleasantries and conversations, each praising someone else's child.
Meanwhile, the little ones were secretly glancing around to see if their familiar playmates had arrived.
Beneath an old willow tree, a luxurious carriage bearing the insignia of the Prime Minister's residence was quietly parked. Every now and then, the wives of officials would glance in their direction.
After all, Wenren Yu's status was undeniable; what family doesn't have a daughter waiting to be married?
The slender willow branches swayed gracefully, their leaves emerald green. Helian You, carrying a small, azure cloth bag, rested his fair, delicate face against the carriage window.
Her dark, bright eyes were fixed on the willow branches swaying in the wind, lost in thought. Occasionally, a willow leaf would brush against her face, tickling her, and she would raise her little hand to brush it away.
Wenren Yu, who was also sitting in the carriage, snorted coldly, but was having a great time playing with the willow branches.
"Da da da,"
The sound of horses clattering grew louder as another carriage approached the Imperial College.
The official's wife, who was exchanging pleasantries, looked over curiously and saw a carriage bearing the royal insignia.
The roof of the car is inlaid with gemstones, which shimmer and sparkle in the sunlight, making it undeniably luxurious.
The eyes of these officials' wives lit up even more, for they had learned from their husbands yesterday that the Emperor had also sent the little princess to the Imperial Academy this time.
You see, the little princess has recently become quite the emperor's favorite. If his son could win her favor, wouldn't his family become royalty in the future?
If you can't, that's okay too. It's always good to build a good relationship with the little princess.
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