Tianlan turned seventeen years old in a blink of an eye. Feng Qingling had yet to choose anyone, and neither did he look out for any suitable boys. He was lacking as an uncle.
With Feng Tianlan's marriage in mind, Feng Qingling hurriedly listed all the decent boys in Nan'an City. Fortunately, as the dean of Qingyan Academy, he had the privilege to know better.
"The new prince is good. Handsome, talented, and has good character, but..." Feng Qingling thought of Si Rong and shook his head quickly while saying, "Those in the royal family are most ruthless, so it's better not to choose a royal person."
"Uncle..."
"There's a student in the academy. A young genius who started two years ago... too young, too impulsive, not suitable for you."
"Uncle..."
