In the study room, the crown prince was having his last lesson of the day.
Xiao Liulang's classes were actually excellent, comprehensive and easy-to-understand, richly referenced, and never boring. They were more lively and understandable than the lectures of Scholar Han.
It's not that Scholar Han's literary foundation was inferior to Xiao Liulang's, but Xiao Liulang, who had several little rascals at home, had to make his tutor sessions interesting or the kids would lose focus.
However, whenever the crown prince looked at Xiao Liulang's face, he couldn't help but recall Xiao Hen, who had already passed away, and would zone out.
"Your Highness, please explain the meaning of the sentence that was just discussed." Xiao Liulang interrupted the crown prince's twenty-seventh daydream.
The crown prince blinked: "Huh?"
Xiao Liulang repeated it once more.
The crown prince was startled.