Baby, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you to the heavens and the seas!

"Young Master Luo, the palace path is cold; don't hurt yourself!"

Palace maid Yulan, along with a group of palace maids who regularly served in the Crown Prince's inner palace, slowly appeared behind Qianqian.

Yulan helped her up and then gently and shyly draped a fox fur robe over her to keep her warm.

Qianqianluo watched as the petite and charming palace maid beneath her struggled to tiptoe to drape an outer robe over her shoulders. She simply took it from her and said, "It's alright, this lowly commoner can wear it herself; please don't treat me like a noble lady of the palace and dirty your hands for no reason!"

Yulan, who was about to withdraw her hand, paused after hearing Qianqianluo's words: "Young Master is a noble lady of the Eastern Palace, and serving Young Master Luo is the duty of the palace maids!"

"That's right!! Young Master Luo, please don't belittle yourself too much, lest you make your servants feel uneasy!!"

The palace maid Shu'er behind Yulan quickly knelt down along with the other palace maids, as if she was really afraid of displeasing him.

Because of her height advantage, Qianqianluo was naturally much taller than these palace maids who were in their prime.

Looking at the group of delicate and beautiful maids kneeling on the ground, Qianqianluo silently muttered to herself:

If I hadn't known the plot of the novel beforehand, who would have thought that these seemingly delicate and gentle palace maids, raised in the Eastern Palace, were actually female assassins who could wipe out General Lin's entire family with their bare hands?

"Hahaha!! Ladies, please rise! I was indeed being presumptuous!!"

"Thank you for your mercy, young master. May you be well!" The palace maid who rose kept her head down and remained silent.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Yulan spoke up: "Young Master Luo, you are new to the Eastern Palace; today the Crown Prince has ordered you to guide you on a tour of the palace!"

"Okay, thank you for your time!"

"Young Master Luo, please come with me now!!" Yulan led her and a group of palace maids back to the dark East Palace.

Qianqianluo knew that Qingtingyu was using various methods to send people to monitor her! How insidious, no wonder he is called the Little Tyrant Qingting.

Imperial College School.

Qing Tingyu was listening to the teachings of Grand Tutor Ma on the Spring and Autumn Annals with the descendants of powerful officials in the court.

As if sensing something, Qing Tingyu coughed, something that was unusual for him.

The young tyrant frowned, a strange unease rising within him making it difficult for him to concentrate on the Grand Tutor's lectures on the classics.

Although he had thoroughly studied and understood these scriptures, he would still put on an act in school, pretending to be eager to learn.

Instead of what happened today, he didn't even want to give a feigned look, his whole body radiating a cold aura that made the tutor, who was giving the lesson, extremely nervous.

Sitting on either side of Qing Tingyu were Gui Ning'an, the son of the Prime Minister, and Lu Weiqian, the son of the Minister. The two of them naturally sensed the cold and somber atmosphere surrounding the Crown Prince, and unanimously pulled off the outer robes draped over their chairs and put them on.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem!! Do any of you gentlemen have any further questions?!"

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"Very well, if not, then our instruction ends here for today. The spring chill hasn't completely dissipated, so my esteemed sons should not be tempted by thin clothing to avoid catching a chill and harming their health!"

After giving his instructions, Ma Taifu grabbed his books and made as if to leave.

"We will remember the Grand Tutor's teachings. May the Grand Tutor rest in peace!" All the noble sons stood up in unison and bowed respectfully to the departing Grand Tutor Ma.

Qing Tingyu was still savoring the cool sensation on the right cheek of that lowly commoner who had pressed down on him in the Tingyu Palace!

Thinking of this, the little tyrant slammed his hand down, smashing the desk in front of him to pieces.

Gui Ning'an twisted her wrist, looking at the Crown Prince who had slammed his hand on the table and stormed off, puzzled: "What's wrong with Tingyu! Ever since he was a few moments late to school this morning, his murderous expression and the chilling aura emanating from him have been terrifying!!"

“I don’t know either, it’s really interesting!!” Lu Weiqian, the son of the Minister, approached Gui Ning’an, also looking puzzled.

Outside the school, the prince's carriage was about to leave when it was blocked by a group of noble ladies.

"Brother Tingyu!! Brother Tingyu, wait for me!!" Lin Wanwan clutched her handkerchief and, along with her friends, stopped Qing Tingyu's carriage.

Already irritated, Qing Tingyu listened to Lin Wanwan's incessant chatter and impatiently lifted the curtain: "What is it?!"

Lin Wanwan was dressed in a magnificent brocade gown, with a flower ornament on her forehead in full bloom. The crimson blossoms on her fair and smooth forehead made her delicately painted eyebrows look even more beautiful.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, it was I who asked Miss Lin to stop you!" The youngest daughter of the Prime Minister, Gui Ningzhi, nervously clutched her handkerchief, not daring to look directly at Qing Tingyu.

“Your Highness, your sister Zhi has been waiting for you outside the school for quite some time. This is a sachet she made herself and wants to give it to you!” Wan Qingqing, the daughter of the Vice Minister of War, took out a sachet that Gui Ningzhi had been embroidering for several months and intended to present it to the Crown Prince.

"Shut up! Get out!!" Qing Tingyu said coldly, rubbing his forehead. He then lowered the carriage curtain and left the school in the carriage.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk~ Ning'an, your sister is about to be scared to tears by A-Yu!!" Lu Weiqian hugged his good brother Chen Fan and reminded Gui Ning'an, who was standing to the side.

"Waaaaaahh ...

"Child sister!!"

"Childish sister!!!"

Lin Wanwan and Wan Qingqing were also taken aback by the Crown Prince's actions today. Seeing their young sister, whose feelings were just beginning to blossom, crying as she left, the two of them helplessly chased after her to comfort her.

Gui Ning'an grabbed his youngest sister and calmly ordered, "You brought this on yourself, Gui Ningzhi, how dare you cry?!"

"Guards, take the child home and confine her for ten days!" Upon hearing the young master's order, the guards waiting outside the school immediately escorted the princess onto the carriage.

"Waaaaaah!! Gui Ning'an, stop bullying me just because you're the eldest son!!" Gui Ningzhi shoved Gui Ning'an aside, stomped her feet, and jumped onto the carriage.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk!!! Your little sister is really feisty!!" Lu Weiqian appeared out of nowhere, fanning himself with a dashing expression.

Gui Ning'an was about to retaliate when he saw Lin Wanwan approaching with Wan Qingqing, so he suppressed his anger.

"Ning An, long time no see!!"

"Not long ago, right? Miss Wanwan, didn't we just meet at the Tingmo Terrace Banquet last night?"

"Hahaha!! Miss Wanwan, don't mind Ning'an. He drank too much last night and messed up his brain!" Lu Weiqian quickly stepped forward to ease the atmosphere, and glared at Gui Ning'an a few more times.

"Hahaha, Ning An, you're as humorous and witty as ever!!" Wan Qingqing forced a weak laugh, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"Since we've met today, how about we go for a night out of the palace together?" Chen Fan, the son of the Minister of Rites, offered.

Everyone nodded in agreement, and they drove their own carriages out of the palace for a grand night tour.

Qing Tingyu's carriage quickly arrived at the East Palace gate. Upon seeing this, the palace servants immediately brought out a soft chair so that the Crown Prince could step on it.

He was about to step down, his arm supported by the guard, when he suddenly stopped: "Let Qianqian Luo get out here. From now on, she will be my footstool."

Before long, Qianqianluo rushed to the palace gate in a great hurry!

Under the watchful eyes of the servants, she slowly squatted down and knelt, bending her body to serve as a footstool for the little tyrant.