Song Wei saw her in a daze, probably thinking of something, "Little sister, are you also yearning for the Hongwen Academy?"
Song Fang smiled, "I'm just asking casually. Third Brother mentioned some point tea, incense, flower arrangement, and painting hanging; I've never even heard of them. It feels unrelated to me. Besides, we aren't cut out for that!"
The more straightforward the refusal, the more it proves a hidden longing in the heart.
Song Wei could tell that his little sister wasn't without "ambition," but too many limitations held her back, leaving some indulgent dreams to only linger in her mind.
"If your sister-in-law does recover her voice, when I send her to the Hongwen Academy, you should go along!"
The sudden remark left Song Fang, who was picking her nails with her head lowered, stunned.
"Third Brother..." As if not daring to believe, her voice even trembled a bit, "Are you serious?"
