The daughter of the emperor was reborn and was spoiled by the sickly prince.

One month passed in the blink of an eye.

Gu Mingzhao's legs have gotten much better and he can now walk.

Liao Qinglan began to arrange for Gu Mingzhao to be her teacher.

She carried the medicinal meal she had prepared to her father's study and gently knocked on the door.

Liao Zhendong's steady voice came from inside: "Come in."

When Liao Zhendong saw that it was her, he put down his official business and took the bowl of soup handed to him by his daughter.

"You are always so attentive, kid." Liao Zhendong smiled slightly, with a hint of relief in his tone.

Liao Qinglan also smiled and said, "To be honest, my daughter has something to ask of you."

Liao Zhendong raised his eyebrows and motioned for her to continue.

"Father, I heard that Mr. Gu Mingzhao in the school is knowledgeable and has unique insights. I would like to become his disciple. What do you think, father?"

Upon hearing this, Liao Zhendong frowned slightly.

He knew Gu Mingzhao, and he was indeed a rare talent.

But he was his disciple after all. Letting his disciple teach his daughter would mess up the seniority.

What's more, Liao Qinglan is about to reach the age of marriage this year, which is the age when she is just beginning to fall in love, and Gu Mingzhao is only about twenty years old.

He was quite worried about letting these two people stay together for a long time.

"Although Gu Mingzhao is well-educated, he has no official title. I'll find a more suitable teacher for you from the Hanlin Academy," Liao Zhendong declined.

"But I only want Gu Mingzhao." Liao Qinglan insisted: "It is precisely because Gu Mingzhao was born in a humble family and has no fame that the world he sees is different from those in the upper echelons of the Hanlin Academy. I also want to know what this world really looks like."

Liao Zhendong put down the bowl of soup and looked his daughter in the eye: "Why do you think what you see now is unreal?"

"I thought the world was peaceful and everyone could study, but after meeting Gu Mingzhao, I realized that some people's families had to spend all their efforts just to support their children to go to school."

"I thought the Liao Family Academy was a rigorous school, but after meeting Gu Mingzhao, I realized that even in the best academy there are people who flatter the powerful and bully the weak."

"Many of my father's students are the nephews and nieces of my uncles. I used to think they were elegant gentlemen. But after meeting Gu Mingzhao, I realized that they could turn a blind eye to the suffering around them."

Liao Zhendong was surprised that she said so much in one breath.

"Lan'er, how do you know Gu Mingzhao? What do you mean by these words?"

Liao Qinglan understood.

It has been more than a month since the incident happened, and both the teachers and her brother have kept it a secret.

In their eyes, Gu Mingzhao's life was not worth mentioning, let alone such a trivial matter as not being able to take part in the imperial examination.

Liao Qinglan knelt on the ground with her hands gently folded on her knees, her posture dignified and respectful.

"Gu Mingzhao had his legs broken in our private school and nearly lost his life. Now that I know about it, there is no way I can turn a blind eye to it!" Liao Qinglan opened her red lips, her voice gentle but firm.

This was the first time Liao Zhendong heard of such a thing happening in the mansion!

Such a thing could happen in his own home, right under his nose, and no one told him!

In invisible places, how many powerful people bully men and women and exploit the common people?

A glimmer of approval flashed in Liao Zhendong's eyes. He didn't expect that although his daughter was young, her vision and mind were so broad.

Although she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, she was able to understand the sufferings of the lower-class people with a gentle heart, which is very rare and precious.

He dared to say that even if Liao Wei's knowledge and insights far surpassed his daughter's, if the two of them served as officials in the same court, Liao Wei might not necessarily do better than his daughter.

It was one thing to agree with his daughter's words, but it was still inappropriate to let Gu Mingzhao be her teacher.

"There are many ways to compensate Gu Mingzhao, so let's forget about the apprenticeship." Liao Zhendong still did not agree.

"Father, Gu Mingzhao is a delicate and sensitive person. If you give him money or recommend him to be an official, he will think that we are insulting him." Liao Qinglan denied the method that her father was most likely to use.

To say he was thoughtful was an understatement.

He is simply a madman. He can interpret countless meanings from other people's casual words.

Liao Zhendong didn't think about why she knew Gu Mingzhao so well, and asked, "Then what do you think is appropriate?"

Liao Qinglan went back to her original request: "Let him be my teacher, which means my father recognizes his ability."

After a moment's silence, Liao Zhendong finally nodded and agreed to her.

Liao Qinglan was overjoyed to get her father's approval and bowed to him: "Thank you very much for your help, I will go find him now."

When she arrived at the guest room, Gu Mingzhao was trying to walk in the room.

One month of recuperation time is not enough, but Gu Mingzhao is very strong-willed and does not want to lie in bed like a useless person.

He leaned on a wooden crutch and moved forward with difficulty.

Every time his right leg touched the ground, it felt like thousands of needles piercing his bone marrow, causing him to turn pale with pain.

Maybe it was too painful, his forehead was covered with sweat, which flowed down his straight nose and slender neck and into his clothes.

Liao Qinglan suddenly remembered the time when she was in love with him...

Gu Mingzhao liked to press her under him, with their bodies tightly intertwined. The sweat on his face would drip onto his own face with the rhythm of the movements.

The warm touch and his breath wrapped me tightly...

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Miss, your face is so red. Are you feeling unwell?" Jinxiu asked worriedly.

Liao Qinglan came back to her senses and realized how outrageous she had been just now and what a mess of thoughts were running through her head.

She coughed softly to hide her embarrassment.

Gu Mingzhao heard a sound at the door and then noticed that there was someone outside.

"Your legs still need some time to recover, so don't be too anxious to practice walking. Besides, the late spring cold hasn't passed yet. You sweat so much, and it's easy to catch a cold if you don't change clothes in time."

Because she felt guilty, she didn't dare look Gu Mingzhao in the eye and started the conversation abruptly.

Gu Mingzhao was still as concerned about his reputation as he was in his previous life and didn't like being seen limping.

When he saw someone coming, he immediately stopped walking. There was no place to sit nearby, so he had to stand where he was and asked stiffly, "What do you want, Miss?"

"Oh, I came to tell you that my father has agreed to let you be my teacher, and has even set up a separate courtyard for you. Someone will come to help you pack and move in later."

"I understand." Gu Mingzhao said lightly.

Hmm...still indifferent...

Liao Qinglan delivered her words and left.

Not long after, the people who came to help Gu Mingzhao move arrived.

Gu Mingzhao's luggage was very simple. Apart from books, there were only a few Confucian robes that had been washed until they were white.

This was all his possessions.

Taking into account his mobility problems, Liao Qinglan was considerate enough to arrange a sedan chair for him and wait for him outside the door.

Gu Mingzhao left under the envious gazes of all the guests in the prime minister's residence.