Fan Shi casually flipped through the pages, and was immediately stunned.
How could Your Majesty have so many useful books?
He had heard of divine providence descending; could it be that Your Majesty was such a being?
"Think Tank, didn't you rest well?" Ah Chen asked with a smile.
Fan Shi quickly denied it, saying he was eating and drinking well, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
Song Jie, this traitor, was truly unreliable, saying everything in front of Your Majesty. If he missed even one meal or stayed up a bit late, it would be noted down.
With his current physique, what does it matter if he skips a meal or stays up two nights?
This Song Jie, once things have settled, he must be urged to practice his calligraphy, and there's no escaping it!
Song Jie, who was currently arranging Fan Shi's dinner, suddenly felt a sneeze coming on.
He wondered who was thinking about him. Was it the teacher? Surely thinking about what he would arrange for dinner tonight?
