CHAPTER 391 (1): WHAT BOOK IS IT?
Translation: Rakumon
Situ Lin’s mind went blank with panic, but it wouldn’t do to not answer.
Hence, he began to stutter. “The book’s title, the title... let think. Don’t be impatient.”
Situ Lin then mumbled to himself, looking as if he was pouting. Su Xi-er didn’t know if she should cry or laugh when she caught sight of his adorable appearance.
When she looked at Pei Qianhao’s solemn expression, however, she couldn’t help but remind, “World Virtues, The Entire Nation, The Schools of Philosophy...”
Suddenly, Situ Lin recalled the titles of the rest of the books, listing all of them at once.
Pei Qianhao glanced at Su Xi-er before resting his gaze on Situ Lin. “Rember to practise writing and study those books. I may decide to test you with a few questions in the future.”
“Imperial Uncle, won’t you be busy with marrying Imperial Aunt? How would you have the ti to test ? Even after the wedding is over, you still have to please Imperial Aunt while she stays in the residence, as well as take her out to play. You won’t have ti to...” Situ Lin suddenly felt a cold gaze shot in his direction and imdiately shut his mouth.
At this mont, Su Xi-er noticed a book with a blue cover that didn’t have a title on it. “What book is this? It doesn’t have a na.”
Pei Qianhao turned around and imdiately snatched the book from her hands when he saw the blue cover, stowing it away in his sleeve with an unnatural expression.
To think that I accidentally placed the book Imperial Physician Zhao gave on the bookshelf. If Su Xi-er had discovered it... His expression beca even more awkward.
A mont later, Pei Qianhao’s expression returned to normal, frightening Situ Lin to imdiately return to his seat when he t the forr’s black eyes.
Su Xi-er pulled at his sleeves, reaching out her hand. “What book is it? Take it out.”
She hadn’t missed the fleeting change in his expression just now. What kind of book could it be for him to act so strangely?
“It’s just a normal dical book.” Pei Qianhao calmly stated, deadpan.
“dical book?” Su Xi-er remained sceptical. Is it really a normal dical book? If it was really the case, why did he show such a strange expression?
“It’s indeed a dical book.” Pei Qianhao’s shifted his gaze to Situ Lin. “Take out the copybook and start practising your writing. Grand Tutor Kong will co over to check on your progress.”
Situ Lin grunted affirmatively before opening the copybook, beginning to write after he finished preparing the ink.
When Pei Qianhao was about to leave the main hall, his gaze briefly landed on Su Xi-er, noticing the confusion that remained in her eyes.
He decided to take her into his arms, bringing her to the side hall.
Situ Lin stopped writing as he watched Pei Qianhao leave the room with Su Xi-er. What’s the matter with Imperial Uncle? What exactly is the blue-covered book about?
Pei Qianhao saw that Su Xi-er was still intently staring at him. “Do you want to know what that book was?”
“I’m just curious; what are you hiding from ?” Su Xi-er asked earnestly, her eyes darting to his sleeve.
Pei Qianhao acquiesced to her request, taking out the book and passing it to her. “After hurting you last ti, this Prince had Imperial Physician Zhao seek out this book. Since you have discovered it, I might as well let you take a look.”
Su Xi-er didn’t take the book with her hands, having realised what its contents were as soon as he had spoken.
“Do you want to read it?” Pei Qianhao teased, waving the book side to side.
Su Xi-er shook her head. “No, it’s fine. You can read it by yourself.”
Her bashful expression greatly pleased him, eliciting a low chuckle from him as he took the book back. “It’s good to read more books. There are many positions in it.”
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