Such a Psychological Gap
Such a Psychological Gap
Mu Rouxuan's joyous heart cooled down in an instant. She flung her sleeves angrily as she stepped out.
The little stoic was truly abominable like this. She didn't even know how to describe this vile little lady.
Delusional!
She actually wanted her dad to lead all the Mu Clan disciples to greet her and her mother?
Then what about her mother?
What about the prestige of the entire Mu Clan??
Mu Rouxuan hurried back to the Mu Clan with anger.
***
Qiaoqiao ate this health-promoting meal set, but she did not feel spirited.
"Qiaoqiao, don't worry. If you truly did display your talent at the Imperial Academy, the mentors of each school's special class will surely be crying and fighting to take you as their student!"
The fifth young sir silently twitched his mouth.
What was going on? Why was his eldest brother suddenly acting so weirdly?
"Even though there's nothing great about the Qin Estate's eldest young sir, what he says is true. That's right, Qiaoqiao, it's just like this," Mo Lian said with a nod.
The eldest young sir: …
What do you mean there's nothing great about him? He was a very great person, alright!
Qiaoqiao harrumphed and used her chopsticks to poke at the fried chicken in her bowl. "Big liar."
Mo Lian gruffly glared at the Qin Estate's eldest young sir. "She's calling you a liar!"
The Qin Estate's eldest young sir was instantly speechless. He swept Mo Lian a look and said, "Every word I say is straight from the heart. It is the absolute truth."
Qiaoqiao was feeling a psychological gap.
The main thing was that everyone else had an invitation letter, but she didn't!
"Qiaoqiao, I'm telling you. There's nothing fun about that Imperial Academy at all!" Eldest Young Sir Qin smacked the table and shouted, "Did you know, Fifth Brother ripped the invitation letter when he received it. He doesn't want to go!"
The fifth young sir was flabbergasted.
When did he say anything about not wanting to go?
Eldest Brother, does your conscience not hurt saying this?
"Shoo, shoo." Mo Lian understood the little fellow's feelings the most. He quickly grasped her petite hand and comforted, "Qiaoqiao, I won't go either. We both won't go. There's nothing interesting about that lousy academy. Whoever wants to go can go."
Qiaoqiao looked at him dejectedly. She thought about it and said, "Your dad summoned you to the study and specially brought up this matter. That means he must want you to go."
"I'm already 20 years old. I'm not going to attend some academy."
However, Fifth Young Sir Qin interjected, "In our Divine Province, 20 years old is considered to be a baby. The top students the Imperial Academy admits are less than 100 years old."
Mo Lian and Eldest Young Sir Qin were both speechless.
Did this person not know how to speak without daggers?
Look at how pitifully the little fellow's entire body had wilted!
"It's nothing. Isn't it just an invitation letter? Brother will obtain one for you," Eldest Young Sir Qin declared.
Mo Lian eyed him irritably. Was this Eldest Qin not getting a bit too full of himself? He was even calling himself 'Brother!'
"Be good. Hubby will get an invitation letter for you!"
Qiaoqiao propped up her petite chin and turned to look outside the window.
***
At this very moment, in the famed Tempest City located at the intersection of the Three Provinces, and also independent of the Three Provinces.
In the sky, there were multiple floating mountain peaks shrouded in fog.
This was where Yun Piaomiao, the dean of Tempest City's Imperial Academy, resided.
Late in the evening, the Imperial Academy's dean greeted an unexpected visitor whom he had not seen in a long time.
When the person took off his large plaited bamboo hat covered with gauze, revealing his face, Yun Piaomiao was stunned.