"Big Sister Qin, from now on, you're my real big sister!"
Feeling the warmth lingering on Qin Wanyue's fingertips, Zeng Anmin felt a flutter stir in his heart.
But he forcefully suppressed it and gave her a thumbs-up.
No, he couldn't believe in the three great illusions of life...
"Hehe."
After spending so much time with Zeng Anmin, Qin Wanyue had become somewhat more lively herself.
Beside them, the Crown Prince watched with a faintly resentful look in his eyes.
Looking at Qin Wanyue's gentle, graceful bearing, he thought of the smile of his own moonlight.
Only then did his heart feel much more balanced.
The next day.
During class at the Imperial Academy.
As Zeng Anmin listened to the teacher's lecture, he felt somewhat restless.
Two days had already passed since Prince Qi's death.
There was still no news from Bai Ziqing regarding the confiscation of the estate.
Time slipped hurriedly by in a blur.
Then a voice sounded from outside the door:
"Greetings, everyone. I am Liu Xian, a newly enrolled student. I am a Recommended Student and have reached the Confucian Path Seventh Rank realm."
The young man looked to be around seventeen, his face brimming with incomparable confidence.
The moment he entered the classroom, he stopped by the door and bowed to the students inside.
At his words, the eyes of several Recommended Students lit up.
"Liu Xian? Young Master Liu?"
"The Metropolitan Scholar from the capital's Autumn Provincial Examination two years ago?"
"Liu Xian, Liu Fengnian, who topped the list at sixteen?"
"Liu Haitang, whose 'Sea Tang Poem' crushed all the scholars in the capital?"
Whispers of discussion rose all around them.
Hearing this, Zeng Anmin curiously raised his head and looked toward Liu Xian.
This fellow looked ordinary enough, though he dressed rather