At this moment.
Bai Zhi'er is at Fengming Academy.
Recently, her academy recruited another group of young scholars.
From the initial thirty-something, it has expanded to over sixty people.
Bai Zhi'er is very pleased and has come to oversee it personally.
She lingered outside the various classrooms, then took a glance at the resting area of the teachers.
After exchanging pleasantries with the teachers and leaving, Bai Zhi'er stepped out the door and saw Jun Kuang standing under the corridor as if waiting for her.
"Brother A Kuang, how is your illness? It should be much better, right?" Bai Zhi'er greeted with a smile.
Jun Kuang turned around, his features were refined and elegant.
He cupped his hands, "Thank you, Princess, for your concern. Thanks to your good fortune, I've nearly recovered."
Bai Zhi'er nodded, "That's good. You should always see a doctor early if you fall ill; don't let it drag on."
With that, Bai Zhi'er was about to return to the palace.
