Tang Qingyu had no desire to get involved.
She lowered her eyes and asked, "Wang Xian, where's my younger sister? What about Meng Xiaolou? They went to the Academy to find you, but you came back to the imperial capital alone?"
Wang Xian smiled. "They said the Academy was so beautiful they couldn't bear to leave. They'll probably stay there for ten days or half a month... Liu Xian'er probably won't come back at all. She's waiting for her senior brother to return to the Academy. What, do you want to go too?"
"Why can't I?"
Tang Ruoyu cut in, "I wanted to go with them back then, but Eldest Sister made me stay and keep her company... Wang Xian, if you dare hurt Xiangyu, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"
Wang Xian sighed, wondering whether Tang Shisan's awakening from her deep sleep would shake the heavens and earth.
And would the dissatisfied Meng Xiaolou and Ximen Tinghua, who had always lived in Tang Qingyu's shadow, regain their old confidence after breaking through?
As for Liu Xian'er, he wasn't worried. Her senior brother was keeping an eye on her.
This time, he had helped the little girl defy fate and change her destiny. Who in this life could possibly live a more eventful one than she would?
At the thought, Wang Xian sighed.
He gave a wry smile. "Miss Tang, I really regret introducing Ximen Tinghua to you... Perhaps Long Qingmei would suit him better. You're too sharp-tongued."
"You!"
At his words, Tang Qingyu's temper flared in an instant.
She slapped the table and snapped, "Wang Xian, did you already kill the Three Heroes of the Desert in Southern Border? Was that golden sword in your hands back then?"
"You set me up back then, and I haven't even