At 3 p.m., students from the Imperial Academy poured out of the main gates like a tide.
A horse carriage with red wheels had been waiting outside; a stunning woman clad in a Magnolia Smoke Cage Skirt parted the carriage curtains. As her delicate face was revealed, it attracted countless onlookers.
Despite being a mother, Nalan Yan'er's figure and appearance had hardly changed. Many vibrant young men gazed at her with admiration.
Nalan Yan'er gracefully alighted from the carriage, welcoming these gazes. Upon spotting Dongfang Jin in the crowd, she smiled warmly.
Dongfang Jin, clutching his buttocks and limping, walked differently than usual.
"Jin'er, what happened to you?"
Nalan Yan'er, seeing her son's swollen left hand and his angry face, was taken aback.
Dongfang Jin hemmed and hawed, pointing to his mouth. Just as he was about to say something, he found that the swelling on his tongue had disappeared, and when he touched his buttocks, there were no boils.
