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In the courtyard of the Marquis of Zhanyi's mansion, there was Ziyu's laughter, the figure of the white wolf, and Youyi's smiling face. Only such days could be considered truly fulfilling.

She picked up the teacup on the table, took a small sip, and the fragrance of the tea spread across her tongue.

She couldn't help but think that since they were so happy, she should let the mother and son move into the Marquis of Zhanyi's residence.

The next day, when Mo Ziyu wanted to take Zhan Xiaobai out to have some fun, Zhan Miao grabbed him by the back of the collar.

She said with a serious expression, "You can't wander around the back garden anymore. You two are ruining almost all the living creatures in our manor!"

Mo Ziyu was stunned at first, then her face lit up with joy: "Aunt Miao? Does that mean I can take Zhan Xiaobai for a stroll in the street?"

Zhan Miao couldn't help but furrow his brow. How could that be allowed?

With their abilities, wouldn't they scare away all the people in the capital?

She quickly refused: "No, Zhan Xiaobai has been too naughty lately. I need to set some rules for it, otherwise it will become even more unruly in the future!"

Mo Ziyu's face immediately fell; he didn't want to be separated from Zhan Xiaobai so soon.

Just then, Lin Yiwan and Princess Youyi walked over quickly.

He immediately ran over for help: "Mother, great-aunt, please, please put in a good word for me! Aunt Miao doesn't want Zhan Xiaobai to play with me anymore, we haven't caused any trouble!"

Princess Youyi subconsciously pinched his ear; "You still say you haven't caused any trouble? When you first came here, there were dozens of red-tailed koi in the Marquis's pond, but now not a single one has been seen. Where did they all go?"

Princess Youyi pinched Mo Ziyu's ear, making him wince in pain, but he still stubbornly shouted, "I didn't do it! It was Zhan Xiaobai who was greedy and wouldn't leave the koi, so I helped it chase the fish away. Who knew those fish were so timid that they all hid in the crevices of the rockery!"

Zhan Miao chuckled as she listened, crossing her arms and glancing at him: "Oh? So, according to you, my White Wolf is the one who's wrong?"

Seeing that there was hope that Zhan Miao would agree, Mo Ziyu quickly let go of Youyi's hand, ran to Zhan Miao's side, and shook her sleeve: "Aunt Miao is the best! Zhan Xiaobai is just a little greedy, but it's so well-behaved. Please let it stay with me for a few more days!"

Lin Yiwan stepped forward, smiling as she tried to smooth things over: "Alright, you two stop teasing the child. Youyi, didn't you just say you had something important to tell me?"

Upon hearing this, Princess Youyi suppressed her smile and nodded: "That's right. Aunt, I have already asked someone to arrange a place for Ziyu at the Imperial Academy. Ziyu is a wild child, so he should be sent there to be properly disciplined and learn some proper knowledge."

"The Imperial Academy?" Mo Ziyu's voice suddenly rose, and the joy on his face vanished instantly. "I'm not going! I heard that all the teachers there have stern faces, and if you can't recite something, you have to copy it as punishment. I don't want to suffer that!"

As he spoke, he turned to run towards the garden, but Princess Youyi grabbed him by the back of his collar.

Princess Youyi's face darkened: "There's no room for discussion. You've been a wild child in Jingcheng for so many years. Now that you're in the capital, if you don't study hard, how will you amount to anything in the future?"

Mo Ziyu struggled, his eyes reddening: "I don't want to become a talent, I just want to play with Zhan Xiaobai!"

Seeing this, Zhan Miao stepped forward and patted his head, softening his voice: "Ziyu, there are many peers at the Imperial Academy, and teachers will teach you to read, ride horses, and shoot arrows. It's much more fun than messing around with me and Zhan Xiaobai."

"Moreover," Zhan Miao changed the subject, a sly glint in his eyes, "as long as you obediently go to the Imperial Academy to study, every day after school I'll have Zhan Xiaobai wait for you at the gate and play with you for an hour, how about that?"

Mo Ziyu's eyes lit up instantly. He stopped struggling and looked at Zhan Miao expectantly: "Really? You mean it?"

“Of course it counts.” Zhan Miao nodded with a smile, then looked at Princess Youyi, “See, doesn’t that make sense?”

Princess Youyi shook her head helplessly and released her grip on the back of Mo Ziyu's collar: "You just spoil him."

Lin Yiwan smiled and agreed, "The child is still young, we can teach him slowly. The entrance ceremony for the Imperial Academy is scheduled for three days from now. I will have someone prepare writing brushes, ink, paper, inkstones, and new clothes. I will make sure the child is not wronged."

Mo Ziyu clutched Zhan Miao's clothes, the grievances and resistance in his heart gradually dissipating, leaving only the anticipation of playing with Zhan Xiaobai after school. He looked up at Zhan Miao and muttered softly, "Then...then you can't lie to me."

Zhan Miao playfully pinched his nose and laughed loudly, "Don't worry! When has your aunt ever lied to you?"

The white wolf beside them seemed to understand their conversation. It slowly strolled to Mo Ziyu's feet, nuzzled his hand with its head, and made a low whimper, as if echoing Zhan Miao's promise.

Looking at the docile white wolf at his feet, Mo Ziyu finally broke into a smile through his tears and nodded vigorously: "Alright! I'll go to the Imperial Academy to study!"

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the people from the Zhan family took three carriages to send Mo Ziyu to school.

The carriage rumbled along the bluestone road, arriving at the gate of the Imperial College. The vermilion gate stood majestically, with the three gilded characters of "Imperial College" on the lintel exuding solemnity and majesty. The sound of students reciting their lessons came from inside, adding to the solemnity of this place that all the scholars in the world longed for.

Zhan Miao led Mo Ziyu by the hand and walked through the path lined with pine and cypress trees. The only sound was the rustling of the leaves, not a sound of playfulness. Even the sound of the wind was orderly.

Mo Ziyu's initial excitement gradually sank, and curiosity was slowly replaced by fear in his dark eyes.

The gentleman in charge of guiding them was dressed in a dark blue scholar's robe, with a stern face. He merely nodded slightly when he saw Zhan Miao, then looked at Mo Ziyu with a stern expression: "The princess's son must also abide by the rules of the Imperial Academy. He must rise at dawn and rest at dusk, recite the classics during the day, and study the Six Arts in the afternoon. He must not make noise, play around, or leave the academy without permission."

The man's voice was devoid of any warmth, as if it had been chilled to the bone. Mo Ziyu instinctively shrank back behind Zhan Miao, her small hands clenching even tighter.

Zhan Miao squatted down, straightened his clothes, and said softly, "Good boy Yu, your aunt and mother will come to pick you up on time. After school, we can play with Xiaobai."

Mo Ziyu bit her lip, looked at Zhan Miao, then at Princess Youyi standing beside her with reluctance, and then cautiously glanced at the cold-faced gentleman before finally nodding.

After Zhan Miao and the others left, the teacher led Mo Ziyu toward the schoolhouse.

The schoolhouse had dozens of desks, behind which sat students dressed in matching blue robes, all sitting upright with their eyes fixed straight ahead.

Mo Ziyu was seated at the back. As soon as he sat down, the student at the next table glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, then quickly looked away, as if even a second glance would be a transgression.