"I already told you, I don't want to listen," Ye Qianning frowned.
"Haven't you always been set on going to school? I'll explain a few things now, so it will be easier to understand when the tutor teaches you later," Sang Zhi insisted.
"I don't want to go to school at all, and I don't want to listen to a tutor's lessons either."
"Why don't you want to go to school?" Sang Zhi asked in surprise.
"Because I'm so smart I don't even need to," Ye Qianning said with a very cheeky expression.
Sang Zhi was speechless. 'Aside from being completely incorrigible,' he thought, 'I don't see anything smart about her at all.'
Xiang Minghou entered the room carrying a tray of food. He was slightly surprised to see Sang Zhi, but only for a moment. He walked over, his face cold.
"What is the Eighth Prince doing here?" His tone was not friendly.
"General Xiang, I came to... help her with her studies," Sang Zhi said, standing up.
'Studies?'
