If Xi Fengying had really left without a word, then she wouldn't be someone worth helping.
Her willingness to go to such lengths for the common people made her a truly admirable woman.
"Young Miss, Minister Qian has arrived," a maidservant came to report.
"What is he doing here?" Ye Qianning frowned.
"Minister Qian brought many books. I suppose he's afraid you've fallen behind on your studies, Young Miss." The young maidservant was a clever one.
Hearing this, Ye Qianning's frown deepened. "Turn him away. Tell him I'm ill and that he should come back another day."
"Yes…"
"Are you truly that afraid of studying?" a calm voice drifted over.
Qian Fanji strolled over, dressed all in white and holding an oil-paper umbrella.
The maidservant turned, bowed, and silently withdrew.
"Tch, what a freak." Zhan Chi rolled his eyes. 'Wearing all that white on a rainy day.'
