Qian Renxue's Little Quirk?

"You want to study at Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

Xue Qinghe's expression froze when he heard that. She had not expected Fang Xuan's so-called private matter to be this.

"Brother Fang Xuan, a man should still put his career first. You're putting the cart before the horse a little here."

Ye Lingling was at Heaven Dou Royal Academy right now, and Fang Xuan was trying to burrow his way in there. Wasn't it obvious he was going to find Ye Lingling?

But that was understandable. After all, they had only just gotten married not long ago, and their honeymoon period was not even over yet. It was normal for him to have certain thoughts.

It was just that coming to her for something like this was a bit too much, wasn't it?

As Fang Xuan listened to Xue Qinghe's earnest lecture, he also broke out in a cold sweat.

"Your Highness, you've misunderstood again. I'm not going to Heaven Dou Royal Academy for the reason you're thinking of."

Of course, doting on his wife was one of the reasons, but that did not stop him from doing other things too.

"Then tell me. I'm listening."

Xue Qinghe clearly did not believe him. After all, of all the places he could go, he just had to go there, and he had even run over to her place first thing in the morning. So in the end, it was all for this?

Hearing that slightly jealous tone, Fang Xuan did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Huh? Why do I feel like this woman is jealous?"

Although he knew the current Xue Qinghe was Qian Renxue in disguise, he had not had much interaction with her before. There was no reason for her to be jealous over him, right?

"An illusion. It must be an illusion."

Fang Xuan convinced himself not to let his imagination run wild. A man needed self-awareness. After all, Qian Renxue was someone destined to become a god. How could she possibly take a fancy to an ordinary person like him?

After collecting his thoughts, Fang Xuan told Xue Qinghe the reason.

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy is the cradle where the Heaven Dou Empire cultivates its geniuses. Countless talents are gathered there. Perhaps I might be able to discover people suited for this field among them."

"Besides talent, Heaven Dou Royal Academy is also a relay station where a vast amount of information can be gathered. The children of various factions all study there."

"Control over intelligence is naturally of the utmost importance. As Your Highness's adviser, I should naturally help Your Highness share your burdens."

Saying this was somewhat treasonous. After all, this was not something he should be doing. If these words reached Xue Ye's ears, it would be no different from rebellion.

But the one standing in front of him was the ringleader of a rebellion. Talking about rebellion in front of her was exactly what she wanted, wasn't it?

"And? There should be more to it than that."

Xue Qinghe was no fool. Fang Xuan had said so much, and on the surface, every word seemed to be for her sake.

In reality, he still wanted to go and back Ye Lingling up. It was not as if she did not know what had happened at Heaven Dou Royal Academy yesterday.

He had truly mastered the art of using public duty for private ends, and because of that, she felt extremely uncomfortable inside.

"Uh... All right, I really do have the idea of going to support my wife. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

Since the other party kept clinging to this matter, Fang Xuan had no choice. Fine, he would admit it.

Besides, he was only doting on his wife. That should not be taboo, right?

"Brother Fang Xuan truly is deeply devoted to your wife. It makes this elder brother quite envious."

All right, confirmed. She really was jealous. It was not his imagination.

Fang Xuan broke into a cold sweat inwardly. Something was wrong with Qian Renxue. Why had she taken a fancy to someone else's husband?

Speaking of which, judging by the original plot, she later ended up liking Tang San, and Tang San already had Xiao Wu at the time.

Looking at it that way, did she have some kind of special preference?

"Could it be that because she lacked fatherly love since childhood, she's into this now?"

Good heavens. It felt like he had discovered something incredible.

"Uh... Well, Your Highness, if it won't work, then forget it. I—"

"It works. I never said it didn't. I'm not that petty."

Xue Qinghe adjusted her mindset and spoke calmly.

Only, after the major discovery just now, Fang Xuan felt a little creeped out inside.

"How about this? I'll specially establish a division for you within Heaven Dou Royal Academy. It will be called the Soul Tool Department. However, this department will not be open to the public, and it will be managed entirely by you. What do you think?"

When Fang Xuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

He had originally thought Xue Qinghe would put in a word for him, write a recommendation letter, or simply make arrangements for him to enroll directly.

In the end, she had directly created an independent department for him at Heaven Dou Royal Academy? And it was even the Soul Tool Department?

In this era when Soul Tools had yet to become widespread, and were even regarded by most soul masters as useless, unorthodox tricks, it practically felt like going against the current of the times.

"Your Highness, isn't this... praising me a bit too highly?"

Fang Xuan scratched his head, feeling somewhat guilty.

"I only proposed an idea. At most, I'm half-baked myself, and I haven't even produced a decent finished product yet. If I recklessly establish my own school, I'm afraid I'll become a laughingstock."

What kind of joke was that? He had only wanted to paint a rosy picture and get his hands on the Heart of the Sea God.

As for Soul Tools, he did indeed have ideas, but how could something like that be easy to make?

Right now, Qian Renxue had dumped something huge on him out of nowhere. This was purely forcing a duck onto a perch.

"What? Just now you kept saying you wanted to share this Crown Prince's burdens, and now you're scared?"

Seeing Fang Xuan like this, Xue Qinghe merely gave a soft laugh.

"That's different. Sharing burdens is one thing, misleading students is another. We can't lump them together, can we?"

Fang Xuan muttered under his breath. He truly did not dare take this job. He had only planned to go over there to find a chance to get rid of Tang San and make trouble for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

If she made him do this, he really could not do it.

"If I say you can, then you can."

Xue Qinghe did not care whether Fang Xuan was capable or not. In any case, she had now made up her mind that Fang Xuan was taking this job.

"Aren't you going to help your wife settle a score? I'm simply giving you a more legitimate reason to go over there, right?"

At that, Fang Xuan's old face reddened, and he coughed dryly twice.

"Your Highness is wise. I still have matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave..."

He could not stay any longer. With things like this, if he stayed, who knew what other nonsense she might come up with for him.

"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? You haven't taken the item yet."

Xue Qinghe raised a hand and waved, and a token flew toward Fang Xuan.

He raised his hand and caught the token, then lowered his head to look. The entire token was cast from some unknown dark-gold metal. On the front was carved an ancient-looking character for "Heaven," while on the back was the character "Xue." It felt heavy in his hand, yet to the touch it was as warm and smooth as jade.

"This is my personal token. Take it to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's education committee and find Meng Shenji. He will arrange everything."

Xue Qinghe spoke calmly.

"The Soul Tool Department will be independent of all other departments and will not participate in any of the academy's internal affairs."

"As for recruiting personnel, arranging courses, and allocating funds, all of that will be decided by you alone. If anyone asks, just say it is a research institution specially approved by the imperial family."

This authority was absurdly vast. It was practically a state within a state, an academy within the academy.

Fang Xuan pinched the token in his hand, and that thought of there's something wrong with this woman once again surged into his mind.

But since things had already reached this point, there was no use saying anything more.

After thanking Xue Qinghe for her kindness, he left the palace.

Watching Fang Xuan's departing figure, a trace of madness flashed through Xue Qinghe's eyes.

"You are mine. No one can take you away from me!"