Seeing the dark circles under her mother's eyes, Lin Qingluo noticed that she was exhausted. She refrained from fueling their conversation further and instead urged her mother to rest.
"Your studies matter more, I am not tired."
Ye Xue'e was consumed with concern for her daughter's academic progress and stubbornly refused to rest.
"I've thought about my school situation. A delay of a year or two doesn't matter."
Lin Qingluo said casually with a smile, "There's no harm in being registered at Mingshui Academy. I can participate in the County Exam directly after three years."
"How can this be acceptable?"
Ye Xue'e knitted her eyebrows in disapproval, "You're the Provincial Examination top scorer. So many eyes will be watching you. If you neglect your studies and fail the County Exam, wouldn't that invite ridicule?"
"Mother, do you still not trust me?"
