Author: Yu Baobao

"Really?" Master's eyes lit up instantly. The second young lady of the Prime Minister's Palace is really a little monster. Not only is she good at reading, I heard that she is also good at martial arts.

The history of Tiancang he is talking about now is quite thick. Even if he were asked to memorize it, he would not be able to get it right word for word.

The little baby in front of me is only five years old. Is it too difficult for her?

Fengzhi patted her chest and assured, "My sister said it's okay, so of course it will be okay."

In Fengzhi's heart, whatever her sister says is right. If her sister says one day that she can shoot down the sun from the sky, then she will believe it.

"Hmph, let's just brag. If it doesn't work, just memorize it quickly." Wen Qianqian put her hands around her shoulders, with a vicious look on her face that didn't match her age.

Feng Wan ignored Wen Qianqian again, put her little hands behind her back, and started to memorize the first word.

The master turned the book to the first page to check whether the one on Feng Wan's back was accurate.

Gu Mo and Zong Zhengyan also stood up from their seats and gathered around Feng Wan.

Feng Wan looked forward, spoke clearly and spoke in an unhurried tone, and the content he recited was smooth, natural and engaging.

The master nodded secretly after hearing this. The second young lady of the Feng family did not memorize by rote, she used understanding and memory.

Some people are very good at memorizing, but they only memorize the content, and have only a partial understanding of the meaning expressed in the book.

As time goes by, it will soon be forgotten.

Feng Wan, on the other hand, truly made the knowledge in the book her own, and she will never forget it no matter how much time passes.

The book is very thick, and even Feng Wan did not stop once. After memorizing it all, an hour passed.

The corners of the Master's grin never closed. He had taught so many students, and this was the first time he had encountered someone as talented as Feng Wan.

Even though she is a woman, she will definitely become a pillar of the country in the future.

Wen Qianqian's dark face turned pale. She was actually able to memorize Feng Wan. It was simply too much.

Fengzhi was very satisfied with Wen Qianqian's expression, "Wen Qianqian, just because you can't do it yourself, doesn't mean that others can't do it."

"I... Fengzhi, what are you so proud of? Your sister is so powerful, but you, the older sister, are so inferior to me."

Wen Qianqian rolled her eyes and laughed.

"Wen Qianqian, don't be so smart. You think you can sow discord between our sisters. You really think too much.

Master, my sister is carrying it upright, so I will carry it backwards."

After hearing what Fengzhi said, the master was very surprised. The eldest lady of the Feng family was also so powerful.

"well."

As a master, he likes students who are well-behaved and good at studying.

There are no branches or ink marks, just open your mouth and recite it.

However, it was already meal time, so Bu Zhi only carried part of it and stopped. She couldn't let her sister starve.

But this part is enough to show how strong Fengzhi's learning ability is.

Wen Qianqian's face turned pale now. No matter how bad she felt, she couldn't speak out in front of the absolute strength of the two sisters.

The master is so happy, even happier than when he gets his salary every month.

"I am deeply gratified that Wan Wan and Zhi Zhi can learn calligraphy so well. Good, good, good."

The master felt that he was short of words. Apart from saying "good", he didn't know what word to use that was more appropriate.

After the master praised Fengwan and Fengzhi, he looked at Wen Qianqian displeasedly.

"Miss Wen, from now on, listen carefully in class and review carefully when you go home. Other things are not what you should do at your age."

The meaning of the master's beating has become very obvious, and the title has also changed from the affectionate Sissi to Miss Wen.

When the master said this, Wen Qianqian felt unhappy and her resentment deepened, but she did not dare to say anything.

This master is not a simple man. He has taught the current majesty, and now he teaches the prince. He is an imperial teacher who cannot be messed with.

Before Wen Qianqian entered the palace every day, the head of the court and his wife would give her a warning, saying that she did not have the guts to be disrespectful to her husband.

"Yes, Master, Sissi has remembered it."

"Okay, everyone, let's go eat."

When the little dumplings were growing up, the meals prepared for them by the imperial kitchen were particularly sumptuous.

Feng Wan is not very interested in eating, but in order to let her sister have a good meal, she will deliberately slow down.

Because as long as she puts down her chopsticks, her sister will follow her.

Wen Qianqian didn't have so many scruples. She had been a glutton since she was a child, and the food cooked in the imperial kitchen was delicious, so she always ate more than others.

Two quarters of an hour later, Fengwan and Fengzhi left hand in hand.

Gu Mo and Zong Zhengyan stood up to follow, leaving Wen Qianqian alone in the dining hall.

"Brother Prince, please wait for me."

Wen Qianxi stuffed her last mouthful of meat, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and hurriedly caught up with her.

In this way, day after day, year after year, thirteen years later, Feng Wan and Feng Zhi both grew into big girls.

Today happens to be the birthdays of Feng Zhi, Feng Wan, Gu Mo and Wen Qian Qian.

In Tiancang Kingdom, the eighteenth birthday is very important. The queen had already called the Prime Minister's wife and Mrs. Wen into the palace to prepare a birthday banquet for the four children.

This banquet was even more grand than the first-year banquet that year. Palace officials could be seen hurriedly passing by everywhere in the palace, and they were busy preparing for today's birthday banquet.

In the back garden of the palace, a girl in red is dancing with a sword selflessly. The sword moves are crisp and neat but also pleasing to the eye.

The girl's moves were getting faster and faster, and even those with excellent eyesight would not be able to see her sword moves clearly.

After the last move fell, the girl sheathed her sword, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her porcelain-white forehead.

The girl was about to wipe it with a handkerchief, but a big hand with distinct joints overtook her.

The girl's movements froze, and she looked up awkwardly at the tall and handsome man in front of her.

"Mr. Zongzheng, I will do it myself."

"Wanwan, we are so familiar with each other. We are childhood sweethearts after all. This title is too unfamiliar."

The woman in red who is practicing the sword is none other than Feng Wan, the second lady of the Prime Minister's Palace.

The person who wiped her sweat was Zong Zhengyan, the orphan of the General's Mansion.

Feng Wan looked away and silently took a step back, "What's that called?"

Zong Zhengyan took a step forward and continued to wipe Feng Wan's sweat, "Be good, call me Brother Yan."

Feng Wan pursed her beautiful red lips and said, "It's not appropriate."

Zong Zhengyan raised his eyebrows and took another step forward with his slender legs.

"Your father is very satisfied with me. I mentioned our marriage a few days ago and he agreed."

Feng Wan's hand holding the sword tightened and her almond-shaped eyes opened slightly. Nothing could disturb her heart, but Zong Zhengyan's words made her a little confused.

"I disagree."

Zong Zhengyan thought that Feng Wan would resist, but when she said these four words without hesitation, his heart still ached.

He has been by her side for so many years, why can't he do it?

"Give me a reason."

Zong Zhengyan's beautiful peach blossom eyes are serious and a little paranoid, as if his feelings for Feng Wan have been suppressed for tens of thousands of years.

"Brother Yan, I..."

Seeing Feng Wan in trouble, his charming peach blossom eyes were filled with distress, Zong Zhengyan gave a bitter smile, he couldn't bear to force her after all.

Putting his slender and beautiful hands on the top of Feng Wan's furry hair, he rubbed it, "I'm trying to scare you. I'm just teasing you."

This is your birthday gift, do you like it?"

Zong Zhengyan smiled and handed over an exquisite long box.
Chapter completed!