si-mexico Chapter 21 To reach the summit, one must endure the pain; to wear the crown, one must bear its weigh
Chapter 21 To reach the summit, one must endure the pain; to wear the crown, one must bear its weigh
When did the pampered heirs of wealthy and privileged families ever stand while studying? It's utterly absurd!
Even standing while studying wouldn't be enough for them!
After careful consideration, they no longer cared about beauty; anyone who threatened their interests would die!
Qianqian scratched her head, and as soon as she looked up, she saw a group of Hou Guizi who had stood up casting bitter and resentful glances at her.
Pang Ercai stood for only a few moments before feeling his legs go weak: "Young Master Lu is absolutely right. You, a tutor to the Crown Prince, failed to protect the Crown Prince's seat. You deserve to die!!"
"Yes!! How could you be so negligent?!"
"Hmph! As expected of lowly people from barbarian lands, they have no manners!"
"He got into school thanks to the Crown Prince's connections, yet he's so ungrateful! He deserves to die!!!"
The classroom was filled with a noisy commotion. Qianqianluo scratched her head, feeling utterly speechless at the group of young noblemen who had just been attracted to her beauty but now wanted her dead.
"Your Highness, if you wish to reach the summit, you must endure the pain; if you wish to wear the crown, you must bear its weight!!!"
"I, Luo, am willing to be the Crown Prince's study chair for life, carrying him on my back; this is my lifelong wish!!!"
With tears in her eyes, Qianqian was very glad that she had learned a few social quotes during her teenage years.
With a pale, weak smile, she slowly bent down and knelt before the Crown Prince.
Upon seeing this, the students in the back of the school all expressed their agreement.
The culprit, Lu Weiqian, stormed off, his face full of anger.
"Hmm!!!" The little tyrant, with a chilling smile, plopped down on Qianqianluo.
"Ah!! Your Highness, that feels so good!!!" Qianqianlu gritted her teeth, expressing her gratitude for the little tyrant's deliberate act of sitting on her right shoulder wound.
"Since you're having such a great time, then you can be my chair for the next month!!"
"The Crown Prince is wise!!!" The students bowed and expressed their agreement.
Grand Tutor Ma arrived at the school carrying a crumpled and yellowed scripture, only to be surprised to see countless unfamiliar and unfamiliar young noblemen sitting on the unusually neatly arranged chairs.
"Oh dear! Am I seeing things?!" Ma Taifu rubbed his eyes hard and looked up again.
Kneeling on the ground with her hands supporting her weight, Qianqianluo looked up and saw the Grand Tutor who had come to teach her.
"Haha~ You gentlemen have all arrived quite frequently this morning!"
"Haha~ Come on, come on!! Class is in session!!"
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The chattering sparrows perched on Qianqian's body, which she couldn't straighten up, as if mocking her for her pathetic state.
After two hours of lessons, the boys fled the school as if they were flying.
Qing Tingyu, who was exceptionally fond of learning, remained seated on Qianqianluo's back, showing no sign of getting up or leaving.
Seeing this, Gui Ning'an dared not say anything more, only casting a sympathetic glance at the young master Luo lying on the ground before leaving with his servants.
In the quiet and secluded school, Qing Tingyu idly twirled his jade finger and flipped through the ancient book containing the principles of governing the world and managing the people.
Qianqian glanced at the little tyrant out of the corner of her eye and found that he was still looking down at his book, enjoying a peaceful moment.
"Your Highness!! I can't hold on any longer!!" Qianqian Luo resigned herself to her fate and collapsed to the ground, while the little tyrant remained sitting upright on her lap.
"Is that so?!" Qing Tingyu stood up, finally deciding to let Qianqianluo go.
"Your Highness, the Empress summons you to the palace for an audience!" Mei Zifeng, who had just arrived, immediately helped up the weak and limp Qianqianluo and reported the Empress's decree to the Crown Prince.
"Hmm!" the prince replied indifferently, and then left the school.
"Young Master Luo, are you... are you alright?!"
"No, I'm not okay at all!!" Qianqianluo gripped Mei Zifeng's arm tightly with her pale and cold hands, her face contorted in tears.
"It's alright, Young Master Luo!"
"Zifeng, let's go to the courtyard outside the school to rest!" Mei Zifeng picked up Qianqianluo and walked towards the courtyard.
"Yo yo yo yo~ Isn't this Young Master Luo?!" Lu Weiqian, who had turned back to get the birdcage, saw the Crown Prince's guards placing Qianqian Luo on the corridor steps and went up to tease her.
"Lu, Lu Weiqian, Young Master Lu, greetings!" Qianqian Luoxu spoke slowly, her face pale.
Seeing Qianqian Luo's delicate, swaying figure, Lu Weiqian grew increasingly irritated: "Hmph! Young Master Luo, your seductive manner is hardly that of a man! You look more like a prostitute from the brothel!"
"presumptuous!!!!"
"Young Master Lu! When did you, an outsider, dare to point fingers at the people of the Eastern Palace?!" Mei Zifeng coldly drew his dagger and stabbed it towards Lu Weiqian's neck.
"Is that so? Guard Mei, are you going to kill Weiqian?" Lu Weiqian stared at the sharp sword that was only millimeters from his neck and sneered disdainfully.
"How dare I, Mei?! Young Master Lu, you'd better watch yourself!! If you dare to speak disparagingly of the Crown Prince again, beware of the lives of your entire clan!"
Mei Zifeng picked up Qianqian and, as she passed Lu Weiqian, issued a warning.
Lu Weiqian turned around with a playful expression and ripped off the crimson hair ribbon that held Qianqian's hair high.
Mei Zifeng didn't want to waste any more time with him, so she covered Luo Gongzi's loose black hair with her outer robe and then quickly left.
Lu Weiqian looked at the two people who had disappeared into the falling spring flowers, lowered his eyes and brought the hairband in his hand close to his nose, panting as he smelled the lingering fragrance on the hairband.
"Hmph! He's picked up the Crown Prince's air! All my efforts have been wasted, you lowly commoner!!" Lu Weiqian tucked the hairband into his robe and left with the birdcage.
Hidden in the shadows, Chen Fan stared intently at today's dispute, then waved his hand, instructing the painter behind him to begin the painting.
Qinrou Palace.
The Empress angrily threw the paintings, still wet with ink, at Mei Ziye, the Eastern Palace guard kneeling below.
"This is utterly outrageous!! How have you protected the Crown Prince? How could you allow this lowly commoner to defile his body?!"
"Let this lowly commoner serve as the prince's study chair!!!"
"Outrageous! Utterly absurd!!"
Empress Lin overturned the dinner table that the palace maids had prepared and angrily slammed her hand on the table.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!!"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!!!!"
The palace servants of Qinrou Palace were so frightened that they could only kowtow and beg for forgiveness, not daring to look the Empress in the eye.
Only Prince Qing Tingyu sat upright on the warm chair, calmly enjoying the incense brought to him by the palace maid.
"Yu'er, look at you, you're covered in blood!!"
"What are you all standing there for?! Go and fetch the imperial physician! If anything happens to the Crown Prince, I will make you all pay with your lives!" Lin Qinrou stepped down from the high platform and, as soon as she got close to the Crown Prince, she smelled a strong stench of blood.
"Your Majesty, I will go and fetch the imperial physician immediately!" The Empress's personal guard, Cong Shang, immediately led a group of guards out of Qinrou Palace and drove the carriage to the Imperial Hospital.
"Your Majesty need not worry!"
"The affairs of the Crown Prince's Palace are numerous; I'll take my leave now!"
Qing Tingyu stood up, coldly addressed the Empress, and then left with her guards without looking back.
The Empress, accompanied by palace maids, followed behind the Crown Prince, watching from the high platform of Linchang Gate as Qing Tingyu's carriage disappeared into the dim afterglow of the setting sun.