Not Fighting

A shy smile graced Tian Shanshan's face.

Fu, perplexed by the situation, breathed a sigh of relief. "It's a good thing he understood, or else we would have given him a lesson!"

"Indeed," Tian Shanshan replied, glancing at Fu and chuckling. "Let's not speak of that again. Isn't he handsome, well-mannered, kind-hearted, and knowledgeable?"

Taken aback, Fu turned to Tian Shanshan, her eyes widened as she stuttered, "Miss, you can't be…"

Tian Shanshan blushed, but maintained her composure. "Enough, it's too early to discuss such matters…"

As the Minister of Personnel's direct daughter, the niece of the esteemed Concubine Mei in the palace, and the cousin protected by His Highness the Fourth Prince, Tian Shanshan had her standards set high. Only a talented and handsome top-ranked scholar would be deemed worthy as a potential husband.

Others simply did not measure up.