Qinglian looked at the distant flickering lights, her mood brightened: "Hm, I've forgiven him. If he dares to be rude to me again, I'll just ignore him, for the rest of my life."
This happened to be overheard by the State Preceptor on the stairs...
Henceforth, he dared not provoke the Little Princess again.
Pretending to be nonchalant, he stepped up the stairs with deliberate footsteps, just to remind the three young ladies not to gossip idly.
The Thirteenth Princess, Little Qinglian, led a difficult life in the palace, with no power from her maternal family and no favor from her father, the emperor. Yet, in front of Pei Wanmu, she could act recklessly; perhaps because that man indulged her little temper.
A black leather shoe stepped onto the last stair: "You've waited long."
Pei Wanmu greeted the students gracefully.
He led the way to the Star-picking Pavilion's main door, opened it, and gestured for them to enter~
