Lin Qingwan felt a pang of sadness. "Has anyone at the Imperial Academy ever made fun of you?"
Feng'er lowered her eyes, "Of course I wouldn't dare say it to their faces, but there are plenty of people who talk about it behind their backs. But I won't bother with them."
Lin Qingwan patted his head, "Your Highness is truly tolerant and generous."
Seeing that she was happy, Feng'er hugged her arm and pleaded, "Can't you let Muxue come to the Imperial Academy with me today?"
Lin Qingwan didn't hesitate at all, "Okay."
"Really?" Feng'er looked surprised and gave her a quick kiss. "You are the best mother in the world."
Lin Qingwan covered her mouth and chuckled, "It's not too late to praise me when you come back from school."
"Praise it now."
However, when Feng'er went to the Imperial Academy and couldn't find any storybooks, he learned that Mu Xue had taken all of them!
The sky has fallen again!
The teacher's lectures were as long and tedious as a foot-binding cloth; how could one possibly get through the day like that?
The main house of the East Palace.
Lin Qingwan carefully flipped through the storybook she had taken back from Feng'er, and before she knew it, she was engrossed in it herself. "Hmm, it's really well written. No wonder the young prince is so infatuated with it."
She spent the entire day reading it. By the time Shen Xu's letter reached the border, Zhao Cong had just returned victorious from a battle.
She hadn't even had time to change her clothes before tearing open the letter, her brow furrowing and relaxing intermittently. Cang Ying, watching this, asked curiously, "Is Your Highness crying because you miss the Crown Prince?"
“No.” Zhao Cong couldn’t help but imagine the scene described in the letter, his eyes filled with tenderness. “Shen Xu said that Lin Qingwan confiscated Feng’er’s storybook, but she became engrossed in reading it.”
"After school, Feng'er was supposed to give her a good lecture, but somehow the two of them ended up discussing stories from a storybook..."
Zhao Cong's tone was unconsciously full of doting affection, "The two of them stayed up most of the night in the same bed, and slept until the sun was high in the sky the next day."
"She even asked Shen Xu to go to the Imperial Academy to ask Feng'er for leave!"
“This…” Zhao Cong was both amused and exasperated, repeatedly rubbing the letter in his hand. “With me gone, they’ve gone too far.”
That being said, he really wanted to return to Beijing at that moment.
After all these years, he finally grew tired of fighting.
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