Before the National Preceptor's Residence.
Jiang Ning, Ji Minghao, and Ji Mingyue arrived together.
Behind them, a four-horse carriage waited.
"Brother Jiang, this is as far as we'll see you!" Ji Minghao stopped and said.
"All right!" Jiang Ning nodded.
"Brother Jiang, someone from the palace will come shortly. Your top scholar's attire and waist token will be delivered together. When you attend court tomorrow, remember to bring them both." Ji Minghao said.
"All right!" Jiang Ning nodded again.
"Then let us part here. See you at court tomorrow!" Ji Minghao cupped his hands.
"See you tomorrow!" Jiang Ning returned the gesture.
Ji Mingyue gazed at Jiang Ning with eyes that seemed to have something to say, yet held it back.
"You two talk!" Ji Minghao smiled.
With that, he walked toward the carriage behind them, leaving the two of them enough space.
"My second sister isn't a bad person, really!" Ji Mingyue suddenly said to Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning could not help but smile at that.
"You're still speaking up for her? Taking advantage of me is the same as taking advantage of you."
Ji Mingyue instantly flushed in embarrassment. She understood what Jiang Ning meant.
"My second sister is a pitiful person!" Ji Mingyue suddenly sighed. Then she said, "Her husband died an untimely death in the Northern Desert, and her only son suddenly died young just three months after he was born."
"Died young?" Jiang Ning sounded startled.
"Mhm!" Ji Mingyue nodded.
"Even with the imperial family's resources, they couldn't save him? What was the reason?" Jiang Ning asked.
"I don't know!" Ji Mingyue shook her head. "No one knows anything. To this day, it remains a mystery! After those two incidents, my second sister's temperament changed completely. No one can understand her anymore."
Hearing this, Jiang