The villain who defeated the son of destiny was my father

A hint of displeasure flashed across Qu Honglin's brows, and his eyes looked even colder towards Mo Yiyan, but he did not offend his daughter, and said, "Then I'll give you another day. If you can't finish it by then..." He deliberately paused here, with a threatening look in his eyes.

"No, no, no, I will definitely finish it." Mo Yiyan's heart tightened and he agreed hurriedly.

Qu Qingyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's getting late, the princes should go in first."

After Qu Honglin finished speaking, he walked inside.

The other princes then followed him and walked inside.

Qu Qingyan walked at the back.

"Yan Qing, thank you so much for helping me plead with the Prime Minister just now, otherwise I would definitely be punished." Mo Yiyan deliberately fell behind and thanked her.

Qu Qingyan smiled indifferently, "It's okay, it's just a piece of cake."

The handsome man walked to the front desk and stood there, watching the princes take their seats one after another.

He caught a glimpse of the ungrateful Mo Yiyan harassing his daughter again, and his face instantly darkened.

"The twelfth prince sits in the first row, and Yan Qingluo sits in the last row."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yiyan's face instantly turned bitter, but he didn't dare to refute.

Previously, the seating arrangement was based on seniority. Now that the prime minister had given the order, the third prince, Mo Hehe, immediately stood up and wanted to give up his seat.

The fifth prince, Mo Chensen, was the first to offer his seat. He raised his fox eyes and said gloatingly, "Since the crown prince is not here, the third brother is the elder brother. It is better for the younger brother to give up the seat."

After saying this, he hurried to the back row.

Mo Hehe glanced at the handsome man with a grim face, cursed Lao Wu in his heart, and could only sit down helplessly.

Mo Yiyan sat with a sad face in the seat vacated by Mo Chensen, in the same row with Mo Taohe.

The eighth prince Mo Xuyao ​​and the ninth prince Mo Zemiao sat in the same row.

The eleventh prince, Mo Mingxin, was dressed in red and fiddling with his pen holder out of boredom. There was an empty seat next to him, so Mo Chensen sat next to him.

Qu Qingyan sat in the last row and was quite happy with it.

Because she practiced the skills left by her master at night, even though the flow of time in the space was slow, she kept practicing hard and did not rest for much time.

As I sat down, the feeling of tiredness came back.

She adjusted herself into a comfortable position and wanted to take a short rest.

Suddenly, a rapid cough was heard at the door.

Everyone looked towards the voice, only to see a frail, pale-faced handsome young man bowing and saying, "Student greets the Prime Minister!"

Then he apologized and explained, "I had an old illness this morning, so I came late. I hope the Prime Minister can forgive me." After saying that, he had another violent coughing fit.

Qu Honglin frowned slightly, glanced at him, and said nothing. He just waved his hand casually, indicating that he could come in.

After Mo Xiezhu thanked Qu Honglin gratefully, he bent over and walked back.

Qu Qingyan looked at this handsome young man who seemed a little unfamiliar with him with curiosity, secretly guessing his identity.

She turned and looked at the other princes, and seemed to understand something.

This person should be the fifteenth prince Mo Xiezhu who seldom appears in public.

The fifteenth prince, Mo Xiezhu, was in very poor health due to a coldness he had in his mother's womb, and he often fell ill. Therefore, he could only live in his palace for a long time and rarely went out.

He was not able to participate in the last spring search. Perhaps because he was too low-key and silent, no one paid attention to him.

At this moment, he walked to Qu Qingyan's side, nodded to her politely, and then sat quietly in the empty seat next to her.

Qu Qingyan simply glanced at him, then propped his forehead with his hand, closed his eyes, and dozed off.

The handsome man next to her looked at her in surprise.

Everyone, inside or outside the palace, knew about Prime Minister Qu's ruthless methods. Even though he was not feeling well, he managed to stay together. However, the tutor beside him did not seem to take the Prime Minister seriously and fell asleep carelessly.

Qu Honglin was standing on the stage, lecturing the princes nonstop. His sharp eyes swept across the people below the stage from time to time. Naturally, he also noticed his daughter's words and actions, and he couldn't help feeling helpless.

During the lecture, he secretly ordered someone to bring a cloak, walked to the back row himself, and gently covered Yu Zi with it.

His fatherly love was met with complex looks and different expressions from all the other princes, except for a few princes who knew the identities of the two.

Mo Xiezhu, who was sitting next to him, looked at the young man from time to time, with curiosity in his eyes.

The ancient bell rang, Qu Qingyan raised his heavy eyelids and fell asleep again.

Although the bell rang, Qu Honglin saw that his daughter had not woken up yet. He was worried that if he left, these brats would target his daughter, so he continued to sit at the desk and handle official business.

He did not stand up, and the other princes did not dare to move either.

Mo Yiyan had to pee urgently and wanted to go to the bathroom. His face turned red from holding it in. He looked around and saw that none of his brothers had left their seats. He didn't dare to be the first to do so and could only grit his teeth and hold on.

Soon, the time was almost up and Qu Honglin began to teach again.

The morning passed quickly, but this was just Qu Qingyan's personal opinion.

When she woke up, she looked at the cloak on her body and was not surprised. She thought her father must have put it on her because he was afraid that she would be cold.

She stretched, yawned, and had a very comfortable sleep.

The handsome young man next to her kept looking at her.

Qu Qingyan turned his head to look and smiled slightly as a greeting.

Mo Xiezhu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled.

"Alright! It's getting late, and the princes should have lunch. Today's homework is to write down your personal opinions on what I have taught you, and hand it in to me tomorrow..."

After Qu Honglin said this, he glanced at the boy in the last row and walked out.

Qu Qingyan stood up and was about to leave.

"Yan Qing, aren't you so brave? You actually dare to sleep openly while the Prime Minister is giving a lecture. You really are..." He was very envious.

Mo Yiyan looked at her with envy and jealousy, and then thought of his own tragic fate, and couldn't help but feel sad.

Mo Xuyao ​​and Mo Zemiao stayed up all night copying the Book of Filial Piety. Today they were tense and listened to classes for half a day, and they were already exhausted.

They said hello and left.

Mo Yihe came forward with a smile, wanting to invite Qu Qingyan to have dinner together, but was politely declined.

"The Prime Minister is waiting for me to return home together. We will talk again next time we have the chance." Qu Qingyan bowed to them and walked away.

Mo Yiyan hurriedly followed, "Yan Qing, wait for me, I have something to tell you."

People left one after another.

Mo Chensen slowly stood up. He raised his narrow eyes and looked at the gentle man meaningfully, "Third brother, you are annoying if you rush forward."

After saying this, without waiting for his reply, he walked away with a swagger.

Mo Yaohe looked at his back with a gloomy face.