However, Hong Shao immediately thought of the rumors in the palace. The prince had been bullied by the palace maids and wet nurses since he was a child, so he was very afraid of the palace maids.
"Your Highness, the servants are carefully selected by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. They will never be neglectful in serving Your Highness." Hong Shao said softly.
"Don't touch me, bring me your clothes."
Hearing what she said was so decisive, Hong Shao and others did not dare to really disobey the prince. After all, Aunt Jiang and others had learned from the past, so they put down all their clothes and exited together.
Wei Ning changed her clothes and went out. When she saw Hong Shao raised her head, she smiled softly at her, very gently.
Although the green calyx looked respectful, when his eyes looked at her, they were looking at and observing her.
The eunuch named Zheng Tianbao was fair and tender, as thin as a bamboo pole, but his appearance was somewhat honest and simple, and he was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He had obviously not been in the palace for many years.
Wei Ning glanced over, said nothing, and sat down calmly. Hong Shao quickly came over to help her comb and tie her hair.
"Your Highness, your servant has prepared books and supplies for you. After you have had breakfast, please ask your servant to accompany you to the Imperial Academy." Lu E said from the side.
"No, let Zheng Tianbao follow."
Lu'e was startled, but Zheng Tianbao knelt down and said happily: "I obey!"
Wei Ning didn't care what they thought. After breakfast, she took Zheng Tianbao to Taixue.
The Imperial College of the Qinglong Empire was a place where the children of the royal family and a few nobles studied. Not only poetry and etiquette were taught here, but spiritual power was also taught.
Spiritual power is a recognized mode of survival in Jialan Continent. It is more important than any knowledge. Becoming a phantom master is even more fanatical than being a high official.
So you can imagine why the useless prince is so despised.
This is a world of the weak and the strong.
There are many carriages gathered at the gate of Taixue, specially used to transport young masters and ladies from various prefectures to and from school.
As soon as Wei Ning arrived, those who arrived at about the same time as her stopped and looked at her with sympathy and contempt.
"The prince is actually here. Didn't he say that Duan Mulei almost beat her to death? Looking at it like this, it doesn't seem so miserable!"
"That's because Princess Qingtong is here. This kid has to be protected by a woman every time. He's such a coward!"
"Princess Qingtong is really unlucky to have such a brother!"
"Hey, have you heard..."
"Hey! What are you chattering about? Are you looking for death?" Among the many whispers, a young man's voice suddenly sounded, quite powerful.
As soon as they heard this voice, those who were originally talking about it immediately shut up, snorted, and went back.
Wei Ning raised her head and saw a gorgeous carriage approaching. Next to the carriage, a young man in a green shirt rode a horse and came in a majestic manner.
Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and a face like a crown of jade.
Seeing Wei Ning, he galloped over on his horse, jumped off his horse, and smiled brightly at her: "Prince!"
Wei Ning was stunned for a moment.
If there is anyone in the Qinglong Empire who can make the prince feel a little warmer than Princess Qingtong, it is Situ Yao, the eldest son of the Beiling Palace.
Prince Beiling had no real power and was just an idle prince. He had enjoyed the hereditary throne and fief taxes for his ancestors' honor of accompanying Taizu in battles.
