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n383 I’ll Deal With Her One Day!

nHe looked around and heaved a sigh of relief when he did not see anyone passing by. An awkward smile appeared on his stiff face as he looked at Consort Wen.

n“Mother, there’s no one.”

nConsort Wen felt her anger catch in her throat and was furious.

n“You—”

nShe wanted to say something but only sighed heavily in the end. She touched her forehead and told herself not to be angry. He was her biological son.

n“Shut up and come with me!”

nIn the end, that was all she could say before she left.

nEven if they wanted to have a conversation, they had to wait until they reached a safe place. The old emperor’s secret guards were probably everywhere outside the imperial study. They could hear every word they exchanged.

nPrince Sui did not dare to say anything else. He only lowered his head and left with Consort Wen.

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n“Sister-in-law, are you joking?”

nAt the Prince Zhan Yun Residence, Qian Yiyun was stunned by what An Jiuyue had said.

nWhat did I hear? My sister-in-law wants to start her own school?

nA school! This isn’t something that can be easily established. She’ll need a lot of manpower and resources. We have plenty of money and people, so that’s not the most important thing. But she’ll need teachers! Not everyone can become a teacher.

nThere were many students in the capital, but not everyone had good morals. Many had poor morals and only cared about currying favor with the influential. Students with good morals were rare.

n“Are you sure? Do you really want to set up a school?” she asked.

n“I’m sure.” An Jiuyue nodded, indicating that she had made up her mind.

nShe could settle everything by setting up her own school. She was not in a hurry to find a teacher either. She had to take her time. Setting up a school in the capital was beneficial too.

n“But the credentials for setting up a school…”

n“Ha.” Qian Yiyun smiled and waved her hand indifferently.

n“If the Prince Zhan Yun Residence wants to set up a school, it can be done with a word. Let Big Brother do it. Actually, we don’t even need him to do it. Yan Qin can do it.”

nAn Jiuyue chuckled. She did not want Qian Jiyun to interfere with her school, let alone the people from the Prince Zhan Yun Residence.

n“Your brother isn’t the only one in the Prince Zhan Yun Residence,” she reminded her.

n“Uh!” Qian Yiyun was stunned.

nWhen she thought of that old woman living in the residence, she felt uncomfortable, as if she had eaten something wrong.

n“I’ll deal with her one day!” she said hatefully.

nAn Jiuyue smiled and did not say anything else. Instead, she looked at the two children in the courtyard.

n“Zheng’er, Rong’er, there’s a lantern festival in the southern part of the city tomorrow. I’ll bring you to look at the festive lanterns, okay?”

n“Mother, are the festive lanterns pretty?” Qian Yizheng asked as the two boys ran over.

n“Mother, what are festive lanterns? Are they different from ours? Why are we looking at them? Are they in different colors?” Qian Yirong asked curiously.

n“Pfft!” Qian Yiyun laughed out loud.

n“Zheng’er, Rong’er, if you want to know what festive lanterns are, you can go and take a look tomorrow.”

nQian Jiyun, dressed in his official robe, entered. He bent down and picked up the two children one by one with a smile.

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