Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
He looked at Qian Yiyun with contempt and mocked, “Will Wen Hua accept you if we don’t? You look like you’re poor. Wen Hua Academy is filled with elites from wealthy families. If you want to join in the fun, aren’t you afraid you’ll be the laughing stock?”
Qian Yiyun took a deep breath and gritted her teeth, resisting the urge to curse.
I knew it! I was wondering why De Yuan Academy’s teachers are so snobbish. It’s because we’re dressed in plain clothes! So our good reputation in the past was built on our clothes, right?
This school sucks up to the rich and degrades the poor, preventing their children from attending.
My sister-in-law is clever! She made us change our clothes before leaving, and we saw through this school completely!
“De Yuan is amazing! What a role model teacher! This princess here finally understands today that all of you are damned snobs!”
“Let’s go ho.”
An Jiuyue could not be bothered to speak anymore. After this incident, she finally understood that the capital was a place with two-faced people.
She needed assets to establish herself here, but she did not seem to have them yet.
“Are we not going to Wen Hua anymore, Sister-in-law?” Qian Yiyun asked An Jiuyue.
They could visit Wen Hua if De Yuan did not want them. And if Wen Hua also did not want them, they could re-look at the materials Yan Qin had given them about the many other schools.
They should be able to find a school that would satisfy her sister-in-law and the two children, right?
“No. Let’s return to the prince of the second rank’s residence first. The royal court assembly should have ended now,” An Jiuyue said and left with the two children.
She thought she had to find another way to send the children to a proper school.
“Princess? Prince of the second rank’s residence?”
Behind them, the arrogant teacher’s expression changed when he heard Qian Yiyun’s reference to herself and An Jiuyue’s ntion of the prince of the second rank’s residence.
The dean had told him in the morning that Prince Zhan Yun had returned yesterday. People from the Prince Zhan Yun Residence had even co to ask the dean about the qualifications of De Yuan Academy’s teachers and admission requirents.
The dean had told them that Prince Zhan Yun probably had so plans or relatives whom he wanted to send to the school.
They had been waiting. After all, De Yuan Academy was only an ordinary school. The descendants of the royal family avoided attending their school—they attended the Royal Academy.
If the children of the Prince Zhan Yun Residence ca to study at De Yuan Academy, they would be elevated to a new level!
Are these two won from the Prince Zhan Yun Residence?
“Impossible, that’s impossible. They’re just ordinary people trying to infiltrate De Yuan Academy to gain a good reputation,” he muttered to himself as he shook his head.
How can people from the Prince Zhan Yun Residence dress so poorly? That’s impossible.
…
“Ah!”
Screams sounded from Consort Wen’s bedroom again.
Prince Sui had a white cloth in his mouth, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. His arms felt like they had been torn apart and could not be reassembled. He was in a lot of pain.
“Be g-gentler…”
Consort Wen felt awful as she watched her son suffer and could not help but urge the imperial physicians to be gentler.
What kind of person is An Jiuyue? Why can’t the imperial physicians find out what happened to Prince Sui?
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