Prince Jing instantly flew into a rage, "You don’t know? You know nothing at all, what are you even good for..."
The innocent Ye Changsheng could only stand by, taking the scolding without daring to talk back, such was the oppression inherent in their statuses.
After venting his anger, Prince Jing also realized that no matter how much he raged, that girl wouldn’t come.
If it were someone else who dared to disappoint him, he could make sure they’d be disappointing him for the rest of their life.
But when it came to Ye Jiu, there was nothing he could do, after all, how could he stay mad at his own darling daughter? He could only vent his anger aimlessly. Content orıginally comes from 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
His time was of the essence, he could not stay for more than two days. If he kept being angry, he would be wasting the rare opportunity to see her.
Having thought it through, Prince Jing then asked Ye Changsheng, "By the way, I remember you hold a title of academic achievement, how has your studying been recently, are you confident about the coming autumn examinations?"
Ye Changsheng instantly felt a heavy pressure, "Replying to the Prince, there should be some."
Before Prince Jing, Ye Changsheng dared not boast; even if he was eighty percent sure, he could only claim to be thirty percent confident. Otherwise, if he offended Prince Jing, there would be no good end for him.
Even he didn’t understand what about him had caught Prince Jing’s eye to warrant such continuous interest in his studies.
What Ye Changsheng was thinking, Prince Jing did not know, but it was obvious that Prince Jing was not satisfied with his answer.
Looking at him with disdain, Prince Jing said, "Put in more effort; even if you can’t be the top scholar, you must at least pass as a provincial graduate. Don’t let that girl call you ’little uncle’ in vain and bring her shame."
Ye Changsheng secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Prince Jing seemed to have forgotten that he was still just a Child Scholar.
His original plan had been that it would be good enough to become a provincial graduate this year, but then Prince Jing suggested he should go for the higher exam, how could he not panic?
It seemed that he would have to work even harder upon returning.
Before, Ye Changsheng thought being able to study was a fortunate thing, but now he realized that being urged to study was quite unbearable.
Especially being pressured by such an influential figure, he dared not relax for a moment.
It wasn’t until the Prince Jing and his intimidating entourage had completely left that Ye Changsheng once again felt like he had come back to life.
As for Ye Jiu, who was on Prince Jing’s mind, this time she truly had not intentionally avoided the visit, as she was at home talking with Mrs. He.
Originally, she had even changed her clothes, ready to go out, but suddenly Aunt Fu said Mrs. He felt unwell, seemingly having a headache, and Ye Jiu hurried back.
Mrs. He was not young, and people in ancient times didn’t live long, so even if it was just a headache, Ye Jiu couldn’t afford to overlook it.
When Ye Jiu arrived, Mrs. He was already lying in bed. She wanted to call for a doctor, but Mrs. He refused, and Old Man Ye was also there helping convince her, though his eyes somewhat dodged hers.
After a bit of back and forth, Ye Jiu noticed something was off.
Looking at her mother’s behavior, it hardly seemed like she was ill. Instead, it appeared more like she was feigning sickness to keep her from leaving the house.
After all, Ye Jiu had seen Mrs. He pretending to be sick before; her acting skills might fool the boisterous Mrs. Zhao or the deliberately obtuse Mrs. Zhang.
After playing along with the elderly couple for a while, Ye Jiu finally got to the point, "Father, Mother, just speak frankly with me. You are the closest people to me, there’s no need for pretense."