A cough signaled Master Sun’s entrance with a “Policy Treatise.” Everyone straightened and greeted, “Good morning, Master.” He acknowledged with a “Hmm” and cast a complex glance at Ning Wanwan before sitting down to begin the lesson.
Behind her screen, Ning Wanwan tore a section of paper from her desk, smoothed it out, and began writing carefully. Si Zhan, distracted, found his gaze drawn forward but struggled to focus on his scroll as the characters appeared to dance before him.
Ning Wanwan set down her pen, blew softly on the paper, glanced at Master Sun, and then secretively passed a note between her fingers. Sun Taifu appeared embarrassed, surprised that Si Zhan not only repeated his words but added his own perspective.
He couldn’t help but admire Si Zhan’s extraordinary talent but felt sorry for him.
“Sit down,” Sun Taifu said, raising his hand and continuing his lesson.
When the noon bell rang, all students stood to respectfully see Sun Taifu off, including Ning Wanwan. As she stood, her exquisite figure was revealed.
The princes and royal lords, who had been craning their necks, could now see Ning Wanwan clearly—the Yunxiang Junzhu.
After Sun Taifu left, Ning Wanwan turned to face everyone directly. The princes and lords, who had only seen her from a distance during palace banquets, were struck by her unparalleled beauty, her complexion rivaling lotus flowers.
Ning Wanwan glanced at Si Zhan, who sat with his head down and hand clenched on the desk, his expression unreadable. She then lowered her eyes and left without looking back.
Once she left, the princes erupted in excitement, teasing Si Yi, “Congratulations, Crown Prince! What a celestial sister-in-law you’re about to marry!”
“The Crown Prince is truly blessed to marry such a beauty; he’ll be smiling even in his dreams.”
“Indeed, we envy the Crown Prince.”
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Si Yi’s face was cold as he glanced at everyone, snorting, “What do you know? Ning Wanwan is nothing more than a beautiful shell, a complete vicious woman inside. I will never marry her.”
The atmosphere froze, and everyone was stunned.
Si Zhan’s eyebrows furrowed as he looked deeply at Si Yi, then lowered his eyes in thought.
