Knowing there was an archery and horsemanship class today, Li Ying made a point to arrive at Chongwen Hall early.
He sat alone in a corner, a book in his hands, but his eyes kept glancing toward the entrance.
The other princes and princesses arrived one after another.
The Fifth Prince, Li Yan, provoked Li Ying as usual, but Li Ying completely ignored him. He didn't make a single sound, standing as still as a wooden post, devoid of all feeling.
Li Yan found it dull. Besides, this was Chongwen Hall; he couldn't take things too far. He gave up, his interest having waned.
The others had no interest in Li Ying, treating him as if he were invisible.
Prince Zhao was the last to arrive at Chongwen Hall.
The moment he stepped through the door, Li Ying set his book down.
Li Ying stood up. His gaze traveled past Prince Zhao to look behind him, as if searching for someone.
But Li Ying was disappointed.
There was no one behind Prince Zhao.
