Sang Zhi seemed to only half-understand.
"It's fine if you don't get it. School starts at the academy tomorrow. I'll teach you all about it once we're there." Ye Qianning patted his shoulder on her tiptoes.
'This isn't the place to talk, anyway.'
"I'll see you out of the palace," Sang Zhi said.
"No need. You should hurry back and get some sleep. I'm off." With that, Ye Qianning turned to leave.
"Eighth Prince, you should go rest as well," Mr. Li urged before hurrying to catch up with the little girl.
'He felt a sense of relief. The Eighth Prince and Miss Xiang seemed to get along well. In the future, the prince would have some support, especially since Miss Xiang was currently in the Emperor's favor.'
'If nothing else, she still had General Xiang backing her. With that extra support, the Eighth Prince's life in the palace might become a little easier.'
Sang Zhi stared at the figure skipping away in the distance, a profound darkness in his eyes.
