If he had known, he wouldnât have told him that the young crown prince consort didnât receive an invitation letter!
It was all his fault for being too candid!
Vassal Prince Rong massaged his throbbing temples and advised amiably, âYour Highness, there are many benefits to going to the Imperial Academy. Other people canât even beg for this opportunity.â
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Seeing that Duan Yue didnât respond, Rong Qing hastily added, âIn any case, the entrance exam is on March 15th, so there are still seven to eight days for you to reconsider.â
âOh? Does it even need reconsidering?â
Rong Qing quickly said, âPerhaps the crown prince of the Divine Province has a way to bring along his crown prince consort?â
Duan Yue was startled when he heard this, but he soon became spirited. âWhat you say makes some sense.â
If Mo Lian that guy had to go to the Imperial Academy to fight for first place on the Heavenly Origin Ranking, he would definitely bring Qiaoqiao along even if it meant forging a fake invitation letter!
It had to be said that Duan Yue truly understood Crown Prince Mo too wellâŚ
Vassal Prince Rong inwardly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Duan Yue had changed his mind. âWe had best make preparations in advance.â
âIf there was anything to prepare, he just had to inform Mother in advance.â
Duan Yue thought with a frown.
Seeing that he wasnât answering again, Rong Qing exasperatedly picked up his teacup and drank a mouthful of tea.
After savoring the tea, his eyes instantly brightened. âThis? This tea? This is?â
Such concentrated spiritual energy slid down into his stomach like a warm current. It was too soothing.
Duan Yueâs bummed mood was immediately swept away, and he winked triumphantly at Rong Qing. âHow is it? Itâs delicious, right! This spiritual tea that Qiaoqiao gave me isnât sold outside.â
Vassal Prince Rong nodded. âAfter drinking the spiritual tea, I felt my meridians reacting, and my spiritual energy is also circulating more rapidly.â
Duan Yue was even more pleased with himself when he heard this. He thought: âIf that silly old geezer from the Imperial Academy didnât admit our Qiaoqiao into the academy, it would simply be his loss of eight lifetimes.â
âYour Highness.â Xiaoâkeâziâs report came from outside the door. âNoble Lady Qingâs boy servant gifted a level-seven spiritual horse to our Noble Consort Duan. Her Highness the Noble Consort said that she wouldnât use it, so she sent it to Your Highness. It was said to be captured in the Crimson Shadow Forest. Your Highness, do you want to come out and take a look? It is so mighty and good-looking.â
Duan Yue raised an eyebrow.
Noble Lady Qing was said to be giving Mother a spiritual horse, but in reality, she was borrowing Motherâs hand to give it to him.
Spiritual horses were not as commonly seen as mystic horses. After all, the former had activated their spiritual conscious. Whether it was the speed at which they reacted, or the distance they could travel in a day, mystic horses could not compare to them at all.
âTake care of it for two days first. This Highness will go take a look once Iâm free.â
âYes, Your Highness.â Xiaoâkeâzi retreated.
Rong Qing couldnât resist raising an eyebrow. âThis newly-promoted Noble Lady Qing is a rather clever person.â
Duan Yue curled his lips. When he thought of Empress Liuâs sorry plight during this period of time, he couldnât help but find it funny.
Rong Qing lowered his eyes and downed the spiritual tea in one gulp. âYour Highness, do you want to reward this humble official with several taels of spiritual tea?â
âGet lost!â
Rong Qing scratched his nose and left the Taiji Palace with grief written all over his face.
The boat of friendship could capsize at the drop of a hat.
After Rong Qing left his bedchamber, Duan Yue poured himself another cup of steaming spiritual tea and sipped from it.
Their departure from the icebound snow territory and return to Pingshan Town marked the start of Empress Liuâs unlucky life.
First, Princess Jiankang got poisoned by a neurotoxin after getting flogged 10 times.
Subsequently, Empress Liu had no choice but to bring the female herbalist Qingqing, this thorn in her side, to her palace to treat her daughter Jiankang.
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