After rebirth, the scumbag prince only wants to pamper his wife every day

Later, they would occasionally hear some seemingly plausible news about him.

It's hard to tell whether the news is true or false.

But they all have one thing in common, that is: the man they mentioned did not pursue a career in literature or martial arts, but instead went into business, helping his family and taking his little niece to do business.

I heard that the place he most often appears is the Western Territory.

No one knows what he was doing in such a barren and arid place. It has been many years now and I haven't heard any news from him.

Now looking at these students' articles...

Even those ranked first, when compared with that person's article, can only be described as "bullshit".

The dean sighed deeply in his heart: These students are really getting worse with each passing generation.

The more he looked down, the angrier he became.

After a lot of effort, I saw a few that were well written, and a trace of relief and expectation slowly emerged on my face. Then I looked at the ranking and thought about it for a while, and then I knew what was going on.

It's just an internal exam within the college, it's nothing.

It doesn’t matter if they want to mess up the order. Just watch and teach during the teaching.

It was not until he turned to the twentieth answer sheet and saw Lin Weiran's name that the almost invisible relief and faint smile on his face completely disappeared.

His eyes turned fierce and he threw the answer sheet to the ground.

This time, who did the famous Mr. Lin squeeze out of the ranking?

It was just a college exam, but he was thinking about cheating?

The article was a complete mess, with no logical coherence and no sense in the text. Yet, he still had the nerve to put his name on the list of the top 20 candidates and send it to him?

It seems that the people under me really need to be reorganized.

Just now.

There was a faint knocking sound outside his door and window.

The dean was startled.

He looked up suddenly and saw two figures outside the window, vaguely reflected on the window. He frowned and asked in a cold voice: "Who is it? Who is knocking on the door in the middle of the night?"

There was no response from the people outside.

The dean did not stand up, but stared at the two motionless figures in the window with a slightly cold look in his eyes.

A moment.

He concealed the resentment hidden in his eyes, lowered his head and continued to nitpick the article, secretly cursing Lin Weiran in his heart, and even the Lin and Qi family members who put pressure on Tianhong Academy.

Just as I lowered my head, I heard the sound of a small stone hitting the door outside the window.

He suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the two figures. After thinking for a moment, he stood up, pushed the door open and walked out.

Two expressionless men stood in the yard.

They stood half a step apart, one in front and one behind.

The one in front stood there with his hands behind his back, wearing a black outer robe and dark inner garment, looking dignified and proud.

As for the one at the back, he was wearing a black tights and holding a sword in his hand. He was dressed like a guard from head to toe. It was obvious that they were a master and servant.

Their figures were lost in the moonlight, and the dean did not sense any murderous intent from them.

He glanced at them briefly and asked calmly, "Was it you who knocked on the door just now?"

The visitor nodded.

The dean asked again, "I wonder why you came to visit me so late at night?"

"Dean Lin, are you planning to tell me here?" The deep and hoarse voice of the man in front of him slowly echoed in the silent night sky. The dean he was talking about was none other than Lin Changyuan, the dean of Tianhong Academy.

A simple self-introduction revealed the identity of the visitor.

There are only a few people in Beizhao Kingdom who can call themselves "this king".

However, although Tianhong Academy was involved with many noble families, it had no connection with the royal family. Why would a prince break into his yard in the middle of the night to look for him?

Lin Changyuan was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture: "Your Majesty, please come in."

He led the man to the desk in the study and sat him down.

There were still some messy answer sheets he had just read inside. The man raised his eyebrows slightly, pointed at one of the answer sheets and asked, "Here, Dean, do you mind letting me take a look?"

Lin Changyuan glanced at the answer sheet and his old face suddenly turned red.

"Well, that's not well written. If Your Majesty wants to read it, why not take a look at these?" He took out the previous few articles that he thought were well written and handed them to him.

The visitor did not take it, but took the one he saw at the beginning.

Lin Changyuan was a little nervous.

He looked at the man in front of him quietly reading the article, and muttered to himself: Who is this prince? He came here just to read a few articles?

After reading the article, the man threw the paper back on the table indifferently and said sarcastically, "Students from Tianhong Academy wrote something of this level? In my opinion, it's nothing more than this."

Lin Changyuan's face darkened. He was somewhat dissatisfied with the man's behavior of completely denying the entire academy based on just one person's article.

He immediately retorted in a tough manner: "Your Highness, this is a matter of our Tianhong Academy. The quality of the students is determined by the academy. If your Highness has something to say, please speak up. If not, please go back."

The man was silent for a moment, then took the initiative to show weakness: "Just now, I made a mistake. However, I came here for a small matter. I hope Dean Lin can help me. After the matter is settled, I will reward you handsomely."

Lin Changyuan: "A little favor?"

What kind of small favor would require a prince like him to come to someone's house in the middle of the night in person?

He obviously didn't believe it.

The visitor didn't care what he was thinking.

He glanced at the person behind him, and the guard behind him immediately said, "Dean Lin, the person in front of you is Prince Yan. A few days ago, a group of students from Tianhong Academy got drunk and pretended to be crazy in Rong'an Building and got into trouble.

The leader, Lin Weiran, the young master of the Lin family, is still trapped in the Dali Temple.

I wonder if you know anything about this matter?"

Yes, the people who came were He Qingchen and Ye Feng who left the city overnight.

He had not originally planned to come for such a small matter.

But he didn't dare to go back to the palace.

She was afraid that if she returned, she would not be able to help but run to Fuyun Court to be close to his Ah Di, so he would be cold to her... At least, he would have to be cold to her for two or three days before she could figure out why she was angry.

In two or three days, Ah Yi will be able to figure it out, right?

Thinking of this, He Qingchen could only keep himself busy, and it would be best if he didn't have to go back to the palace.

When Lin Changyuan heard Ye Feng’s introduction and what he said, his heart skipped a beat.

Prince Yan?

If I remember correctly, he should have already married Lin Weiran's elder sister, and is Lin Weiran's brother-in-law, right?

Did Lin Weiran get into trouble in the capital these days?

Or did you join that bunch of good-for-nothings in acting crazy and causing trouble in the restaurant?

So what does it mean that Prince Yan comes here so late at night?