"I wonder why Mr. Huan wants to see me today?" Shang Wuxin asked after taking a sip of the newly served tea.
Seeing the prince Huan Moche, whose every move was full of nobility, curiosity surged in his heart. He had been in the capital for a long time. Although he had never seen the prince himself, he had heard about how incompetent he was. But how could such a person be a fool? On the contrary, such a person was the best among men. Huan Moche had seen several princes of His Majesty, but none of them could compare with the prince in front of him. If the former prince was a disguise, why didn't the prince continue to disguise himself now?
"The prince should call me the master, and since I am the master, I will take the responsibility of teaching!" Huan Moche said with a smile, "And the emperor ordered me to teach the prince well. Please don't embarrass me!"
"I appreciate Mr. Huan's good intentions, but I'm afraid I can't learn from you because I've been feeling unwell recently!" Shang Wuxin looked at the teacup in his hand and said, "If Mr. Huan doesn't mind, it would be nice to enjoy the scenery in the Prince's Mansion. I'll go and have a rest!" After that, he stood up and prepared to leave the hall.
But before Shang Wuxin walked out of the hall, he saw Huan Moche following closely behind him, with a gentle smile on his face. However, Shang Wuxin knew that Huan Moche was just using a gentle surface to cover up his cold heart, just like wearing a mask. But when have people like them ever used their true heart to face others? If it weren't for the fact that Huan Moche had a pair of peach blossom eyes that were very similar to his, Shang Wuxin would also admire such people.
"Since the prince is my student, if the student is not feeling well, I, as his tutor or as a commoner, should take care of him!" Huan Moche said relentlessly. How could he not see that the prince disliked or hated him? But he thought about it and realized that he had not done anything to harm the prince. It was also the first time they met, and he was very interested in the prince, so he didn't mind being someone's tutor for the first time.
Shang Wuxin stopped and glanced at Huan Moche, her dissatisfaction was obvious, but Huan Moche remained calm and smiled at her under Shang Wuxin's sharp gaze, her eyes emitting deep sincerity. "Is the prince feeling unwell? Do you need me to call the imperial physician?"
Wuwei and Wuju looked at Huan Moche in disbelief. Even Chief Steward Hai was a little skeptical. This Young Master Huan was too abnormal! How could Huan Moche not know that he was abnormal at this moment? However, he just wanted to tease this expressionless prince, as if he would feel particularly relaxed next to this prince.
Shang Wuxin ignored this Master Huan. Since he could neither get rid of him nor kill him, and Shang Wuxin also knew that this Master Huan Moche's martial arts must be very good, so he just ignored him.
Shang Wuxin did not return to the bedroom. After all, that place was very private. Even if she did not have her own awareness as a woman, she still had her own private vigilance. So Shang Wuxin came to the study and began to practice calligraphy casually. She said she was practicing calligraphy just to calm her mind, because her heart was already sick and she needed peace of mind.
Huan Moche looked at the prince standing in front of the desk practicing calligraphy with some curiosity. He knew that the prince had never been to school since he was a child, and the emperor had never sent anyone to teach the prince to read and write. It seemed that there were many unknown things behind this prince. Obviously, he had a very calm and indifferent personality, but for some reason, he had a strong interest in this prince.
(End of this chapter)