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Qi Xiaomian then reminded, "You have also become friends with Xiao Wen, the Headmaster. He appreciates Misha as well, so at a critical moment, Wen Jijiang might be able to protect you."
Sang Qingxiao nodded and asked, "What concerns does Cui Qianwu have?"
Qi Xiaomian was not worried about Sang Qingxiao getting angry and told her the truth, so she would be aware. It was nothing more than saying that you had not studied seriously since childhood and had picked up quite a few habits from the countryside.
He also mentioned that although Li Cu had made significant contributions, he came from a military background and, being part beast, still retained some wildness. He feared that you might lead others astray or accidentally harm other students.
Upon hearing this, Sang Qingxiao not only did not get angry but laughed instead. "What you said might actually be true. If people don’t offend me, I won’t offend them. If those girls come looking for trouble because of you, Yongxin Marquis, or for some other reason, I won’t hold back."
Qi Xiaomian chuckled as well. "I've already mentioned similar things to His Majesty and Wen Cui; they are aware of it."
"Since you have your own goals, just try to restrain yourself a bit. You need to achieve your objectives before being swayed by others," he advised.
Sang Qingxiao nodded earnestly. "What you say makes sense! I will try my best to control myself. Even if I can't help it, I must stand on the side of reason."
"Do you need me to back you up?"
Sang Qingxiao rolled his eyes at him. "Although your situation isn’t great, your background, position, and looks are still quite enviable. If anything, having you back me up would only draw hatred towards me!"
"Envious?" Qi Xiaomian said softly. "Have I made you envious?"
Sang Qingxiao raised an eyebrow in surprise and laughed. "I think your father's face is even more enviable."
"Hmph! Who was it that said he looked effeminate?"
"I mean, after getting used to it—especially when he fights with you—he adds a bit of heroism that makes him more pleasing to the eye."
"Then my face must have inherited from him but has a bit more heroism than his."
Sang Qingxiao looked regretful. "Your face has your mother's advantages but also her flaws. If we’re talking about resemblance, your two brothers look more like him."
"Go ahead and be mad at me; you've been quite fiery these past few days. If you're uncomfortable inside, you take it out on others. This morning's hailstorm even dared to tease His Majesty."
"Old Vine is making medicine for you; I told him to add more Huanglian to cool your temper."
"Old Vine wouldn’t listen to you," Qi Xiaomian replied.
"But sometimes he enjoys teasing you; he would definitely applaud my suggestion."
As Qi Xiaomian turned to leave, Li Cu poked his head out from the window. "You two were just flirting; how did you end up arguing again? I really don’t understand."
"When did we flirt? We were discussing serious matters—just having a proper conversation about appearances."
Yesterday, in the main hall, the higher-ups were trying to match you two together, and you didn't oppose it at all.
Qi Xiaomian's status is useful, and he is willing to lend it to me. I'm not someone who cares about reputation, so why should I oppose it?
Sang Qingxiao, you wicked woman, heartless and unfeeling. Are you planning to use him and then discard him?
I call this going with the flow. We'll talk about the future later; I have more important matters to attend to right now.
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