The Prince, the Princess Consort, and Liao Xing hurried after them, jogging to the study. Through the window, they saw Luo Yunji hunched over the desk, writing.
"This... shouldn't be happening!" Liao Xing was the first to lose his composure.
"Wasn't he supposed to eat and then go play with me?"
Liao Xing's words immediately drew glares from the Prince and Princess Consort beside him.
"Get back to the study and read!" the Prince snapped, glaring at Liao Xing as he scolded him in a low voice.
Liao Xing's mouth fell open.
"What's happened to the world? What on earth has happened in just one day?"
"Am I still dreaming?" Liao Xing muttered to himself.
"Could I still be dreaming? This dream is so terrifying!" As he spoke, Liao Xing turned and headed for his own courtyard.
"I'm going back to sleep. When I wake up, the world will be back to normal! This really is a nightmare!"
He had only taken a few steps when his ear suddenly started hurting. Rising onto his toes, he cried out through gritted teeth, "I was wrong! I was wrong!"
"Get over there and read!" The Princess Consort grabbed his ear and dragged him toward the study.
"Mother! I was wrong! I was wrong! I'll go read, all right? Let go already! It hurts!"
As Liao Xing's voice faded into the distance, the Prince smiled and shook his head in satisfaction.
Even with Luo Yunji's "many years" of writing experience, he still hadn't managed to write a straight, level "one" by the following day.
He sat in his seat in frustration, staring at the sandbox before him.
The Top Scholar Instructor saw that Luo Yunji hadn't kept their agreement, so he didn't tell any "stories" during that lesson after all. Still, the other