In the morning, all around Prince Shun's Mansion, Aunt Hong Xuan's angry roars could be heard.
"Feng Xiaoli, stop right there."
A shadow darted through Prince Shun's Mansion, accompanied by a smaller figure.
Hong Xuan, out of breath, thought to herself that this wasn't walking a dog, but rather taking a person for a walk.
She had run around Prince Shun's Mansion ten times that morning.
She was as tired as a dog, yet that little rascal Feng Xiaoli was still comfortably nibbling on pastries. In order to keep up with Feng Xiaoli, Hong Xuan had also indulged in snack after snack.
It wasn't easy but come afternoon, Su Wang arrived to tutor Feng Xiaoli.
As Feng Xiaoli's caretaker, Hong Xuan naturally had to attend the lesson as well.
Attending lessons would have been just fine, but they were studying the very abacus arithmetic that Hong Xuan had disliked since childhood.
