Xie Qiao had taken a carriage here, but the carriage swayed. After entering the academy, she walked quickly. Her face was red and her forehead was covered in sweat.
It did not look like her.
Zhao Xuanjing asked her to sit down and poured her a cup of tea. “What’s the brush for?”
“Yes.” Xie Qiao nodded and told him about the previous emperor.
Zhao Xuanjing subconsciously rubbed his hands twice.
His father doted on him.
As he had gathered too many things, he would give it to others with his father’s permission later on.
‘When he thought about his poems and paintings made of human bones
He felt a little disgusted.
“That’s why the Emperor of the previous dynasty died tragically.” Xie Qiao swallowed her words at this time. “I have a lot of things to do recently. I’m afraid that I won’t be able to be filial to teacher, so I’ll have to trouble you on that.”
“It’s my duty.” Zhao Xuanjing nodded.
After saying that, there was a bit of silence.
“It’s just resting in the academy, not my East Courtyard. What are you thinking about? Even if you’re willing to sleep in my courtyard, I’m afraid Young Lady Xie will misunderstand.” Zhao Xuanjing smiled and looked at her deeply. ”
Xie Qiao’s heart skipped a beat. As she was too guilty, she felt like he was being hinted at.
“Whether you say it or not… It’s up to you. Young Lady Xie isn’t the kind of person who will get to the bottom of things.” Xie Qiao’s voice was ethereal.
