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

"The lowly are guilty, the lowly know their guilt!!"

After yawning, Qianqian immediately got up, partly to relieve the numbness and pain in her knees; and partly because...

She pulled up her crimson brocade robe, squatted down, grabbed the little tyrant's trembling feet, and wiped his boots with her sleeve.

Fearing it wouldn't get clean, Qianqian even fawned over the little tyrant's boots, breathing on them a few times before wiping them with her robe. The boots, adorned with jewels and embroidered with gold thread, were covered in dragons.

"Wow!! Are they all jewels and agates? Can I sneakily take a few and keep them?! If I take one every day, when I get back to the 21st century, I can sell them and make a fortune!!"

Qianqian breathed on her shoes and boots to warm them as she made her plans.

"Hmph!! That's enough, my feet aren't the pig's trotters you like to gnaw on!!"

"What's with that foolish look and shameless attitude?!" Qing Tingyu withdrew his foot and also stopped looking at Qian Qianluo.

Hearing the little tyrant compare his previously precious feet to pig's trotters, Qianqianluo bit her lower lip hard, lowered her head, and dared not laugh.

"Qing Tingyu is such a honest child, he actually spoke the truth!" Qianqianlu thought to herself.

"Alright, get up!"

"This lowly commoner thanks Your Highness!!!" Qianqianluo thanked the little tyrant with trembling body.

The little tyrant casually pointed to the breakfast on the magnolia-patterned cloth on the dining table beside him, and then pointed to Qianqianluo, who had stood up and bowed her head in thanks: "Eat all of this, and then come with me to the Imperial Academy for morning lessons!!"

Qianqian stared at the exquisite and tempting dishes, tea, and fruits on the dining table, then looked suspiciously at the little tyrant lying in the chair: "Your Highness, have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, this lowly person dares not leave the table!"

"You've eaten! Hurry up and eat, don't waste time!!" The little tyrant sipped his tea, utterly disgusted by Qianqian's pathetic, tearful display of emotion!

"Waaaaaah~ This lowly person still dares not sit down~ Your Highness, perhaps, perhaps you shouldn't bestow this upon this lowly person, I, I'm scared!!!" Qianqian finally made up her mind to sit down, but after thinking for a while, she immediately got up and knelt down to kowtow to the little tyrant.

"I didn't poison you, eat it!!" The little tyrant was speechless, his cheeks puffed out in anger.

Qianqian watched as the little tyrant picked up a piece of pastry and slowly put it into his mouth before she dared to sit down.

"Hehehehehehe, this lowly commoner kowtows to thank the Crown Prince for his grace!!!"

bang bang bang! ! !

Swish, swish, swish! ! ! !

With one hand holding a cup of warm fruit tea, Qianqian grabbed a duck leg with the other and started tearing it apart.

"So delicious, so good! Waaaaah, it's so good!!"

"This meat smells so good!!"

"This fruit is so refreshing!!!"

"This fruit soup is so delicious, so fragrant!!"

"Wa ...

Behind Qing Tingyu, Zhi'er and Jin'er looked at Luo Gongzi's unrestrained eating and couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances.

The table full of jade porcelain bowls made a series of loud bangs as Qianqian Luo moved steadily, accurately, and ruthlessly.

The little tyrant Qing Tingyu paused for a moment when he saw Qianqianluo eating with her mouth full of oil and no regard for her image.

He wondered what was so delicious about the breakfast prepared in the kitchen that made Qianqianluo eat so happily?

The inner courtyard of the Imperial College.

The spring breeze in March has turned the trees and flowers in the courtyard red, and all kinds of ancient trees and jade grasses of the season are blooming in clusters on both sides of the courtyard.

Flowers and butterflies frolicked and birds chirped, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere in the inner courtyard.

Lu Weiqian, the son of the Minister, was dressed in an elegant light blue gauze robe and carrying a small cup of gold-cage birds that had just been brought into the mansion.

He teased the caged bird with a bone fan made of gold powder, then strolled leisurely into the vibrant spring blossoms of the Imperial College with his hands on his hips.

"Chirp! Chirp chirp chirp!! Little bird, chirp quickly!!" Lu Weiqian hung the birdcage on the veranda and continued to tease it by waving the handle of his fan.

The canary, which had been carefully raised in its cage for a long time, lay listlessly on the soft, fragrant silk and satin in the cage, its head drooping, and it didn't sing.

"Oh no!! How can this bird be so ungrateful?!" Lu Weiqian still couldn't give up and propped up his fan handle to tease it.

"Lu Weiqian, classes are about to start, and you still have the mind to tease this filthy thing?!"

"Moreover, the Crown Prince brought Young Master Luo with him today. Aren't you going to take a look?!" Gui Ning'an, accompanied by his servants, appeared in the inner courtyard of the Imperial Academy, wearing a loose white robe and yawning.

"Really?!"

"Why the hell didn't you say so sooner? You're so disloyal!!"

"This is going to be good!! Let's go!!!"

Lu Weiqian abandoned the birdcage and hurriedly rushed to the study.

"Young master, young master, be careful!!!" The Lu family servant chased after him with a birdcage, afraid that his young master would fall and get hurt, and it would be difficult to explain to the master.

The study hall was bustling with activity this morning, as young masters from various wealthy and powerful families in the capital gathered early, eager to catch a glimpse of the Crown Prince's tutor.

"Pang Er, why isn't he here yet?! Given the Crown Prince's status as a model student, he should have arrived at school long ago!!" Gong Tongbai, the son of the Minister of Works, frowned and pushed the desk in great annoyance.

"Aww!!! They're here, Tong Bai, the Crown Prince is here!!"

"Where? Where is it?!" Gong Tongbai immediately stood on the desk, craning his neck to look into the distance.

They've indeed arrived; the Little Tyrant has brought Qianqianluo with him!

The entire school immediately and spontaneously made way for the prince to travel.

Lu Weiqian and Gui Ning'an also arrived at the school, mingling among the crowd, watching the Crown Prince and the son of the southern barbarian tribe who had finally appeared.

Qianqianluo's rather tall figure stood out in the crowd.

Qianqian Luohu, dressed in a crimson robe, followed behind Qing Tingyu. Her high-tied black hair and bright red ribbon swirled in the air, creating incredibly beautiful curves.

A thin crimson headband adorned her strong, arched eyebrows, concealing a few mischievous strands of hair.

The vibrant colors of flowers in the capital in March could not compare to the handsome face of a young man, as beautiful as a lotus flower inlaid with jade.

The corners of Qianqian's fox-like eyes were tinged with the bitter red of sleepless nights. These few streaks of bitter red, placed between her eyes and brows, made her appear even more decadent and beautiful, evoking pity.

Tall and upright, with a graceful and slender figure, he exuded youthful charm and aloofness from the world.

The nobles in the academy all chose to remain silent, quietly returning to their chairs, and secretly glancing at the prince's tutor out of the corner of their eyes.

"Oh dear, Young Master Luo, how could you be so careless!"

"As a distinguished guest of the Eastern Palace and the Crown Prince's tutor, why don't you provide him with a study chair?!"

Lu Weiqian squeezed out of the crowd, shouting and pointing with his bone fan at the empty space under Qing Tingyu's desk.

The young tyrant Qing Tingyu looked at his vanished school chair and then turned around to scan the classroom.

The younger generation dared not look directly into the little tyrant's cold, murderous gaze, and all chose to lower their heads, studying the air on their desks.

"Hahahaha, Ayu! Here, take my school chair!!!"

"I'm still growing, so I want to stand more to help me grow!" Gui Ning'an, who had just arrived, ordered his servants to bring up his study chair and present it to the Crown Prince.

"Hmph! No need, I also want to stand tall and strong!!"

The moment the little tyrant uttered those words, the students behind the school felt as if struck by lightning.

If Qing Tingyu wants to stand, who dares to sit? Who has the right to sit? Unless someone is willing to risk their life and not be afraid of having their entire family executed.

In the end, these young nobles who were just watching the show were caught in the crossfire and had to stand and finish the tutor's lessons with the crown prince.