My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

"..."

Upon hearing the guard's words, Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but show a hint of helplessness on his face.

Despite his helplessness, he probably wouldn't have thought much of it before meeting Li Zhiwei.

But now that we've met...

As a modern person, the thought is undoubtedly that if you're going to choose, you should choose the good one.

Otherwise, wouldn't this extravagant gift have been brought in for nothing?

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaobai nodded on the surface, as if he understood, but his gaze couldn't help but look towards Li Zhiwei again.

With that figure and that physique, if she wore a JK uniform, she'd be absolutely stunning!

Soon, as Li Zhiwei and her maid stepped forward, the old man immediately greeted her respectfully, "Miss!"

Li Zhiwei responded softly.

Then, those clear and captivating eyes slowly fell upon Jiang Xiaobai.

The gaze held no trace of disgust, but rather a fleeting hint of curiosity.

Then, a warm and pleasant voice slowly rang out: "Guests are always welcome."

"As the hosts, how can we possibly drive them away?"

As these words fell.

The old man's expression shifted slightly, then he nodded and said, "What you say is true, Miss. This old servant was presumptuous!"

After speaking, the old man turned around, looked at Jiang Xiaobai, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Young Master Jiang, what happened just now was my fault. Please forgive me!"

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xiaobai immediately smiled and gently shook his head, saying, "You flatter me, sir!"

Then, his gaze fell on Li Zhiwei again, and he said, "Thank you for helping me out, Miss Li!"

Upon hearing this, Li Zhiwei simply shook her head slightly and said nothing more. She then led the maid beside her and continued walking deeper into the poetry gathering.

Her figure was graceful, and her steps were composed.

Her long, moon-white dress swayed gently, yet it was enough to captivate anyone's gaze.

After walking a certain distance...

The maid who was following Li Zhiwei couldn't help but secretly turn around and glance at Jiang Xiaobai.

Then, she smiled and whispered, "Miss, this Young Master Jiang isn't as bad as the rumors say!"

"That little poem you just recited, though a bit sarcastic, was quite amusing!"

After hearing this, Li Zhiwei simply gave a soft "hmm".

His expression remained calm.

But there was a subtle fluctuation in his eyes, as if he was pondering something.

I have no idea what she's thinking.

……

On the other side...

Jiang Xiaobai watched Li Zhiwei's departing figure and couldn't help but sigh inwardly once again.

What an intelligent and charming woman!

This kind of woman is different from ordinary pretty girls.

It's not the kind of beauty that only relies on stunning looks, but rather a beauty that is elegant and serene.

Just standing there, she exudes a captivating charm.

Even Jiang Xiaobai, who possesses modern thinking, couldn't help but feel a slight stirring in his heart.

However, just as he was still immersed in Li Zhiwei's silhouette, a clear voice suddenly rang out.

"Ahem!"

The maid who had been following Li Zhiwei had somehow moved to the front.

She first cleared her throat lightly.

Then, a slightly playful voice rang out: "Gentlemen and ladies!"

"Welcome, everyone, tonight to the poetry gathering hosted by my young lady!"

"Tonight, the perfect time, the beautiful scenery, the melodious music, and the vibrant flowers are all ready!"

"Now that you're all here, let's enjoy ourselves to the fullest!"

"Later, everyone is free to compose poems, appreciate musical performances, and exchange knowledge!"

"If anyone has a fine poem, my young lady will personally offer her comments!"

"Of course..."

At this point, the maid paused slightly, then smiled slyly: "If someone truly possesses extraordinary talent, perhaps they might even gain my young mistress's favor!"

As soon as the maid finished speaking, the eyes of many young men present lit up.

Clearly, it was this last sentence that truly moved them.

After all, how many of the people who came here tonight weren't here for Li Zhiwei?

The most talented woman in the Imperial Academy.

The Prime Minister's daughter.

Lin Daru's closed-door disciple.

Regardless of the identity, it is enough to attract countless people.

What's more, she herself is absolutely stunning.

If one could truly win the favor of such a woman, it would be enough to save one half a lifetime of struggle.

Thinking of these things, many people couldn't help but have a burning desire in their eyes.

Jiang Xiaobai stood in the crowd, his eyes flickering slightly.

Then, he turned his head to look at the guard beside him and asked, "What do you think... is Weiwei's purpose in holding this poetry gathering?"

"slight?"

The guard was stunned when he heard this address.

I was completely stunned.

How dare his son address someone like that?

Isn't this a bit too overly familiar?

Thinking of this, the guard's expression turned strange again.

However, he still honestly shook his head and said, "This servant is foolish; this... isn't it just a poetry gathering?"

"A poetry gathering?"

Jiang Xiaobai simply smiled after hearing this: "A poetry gathering held in the Prime Minister's residence doesn't seem that simple at all!"

"Furthermore, since Li Zhiwei is the most talented woman in the Imperial Academy, if she simply wanted to hold a poetry gathering, there was absolutely no need to make it so solemn!"

"There must be another meaning behind this!!"

what?

Upon hearing this, the guard scratched his head, then looked at Jiang Xiaobai with a hint of embarrassment and asked, "Then... what does Your Highness think this means?"

"besides……"

At this point, the guard's expression became even more peculiar, and he couldn't help but add, "Young Master, could you please not address Miss Li like that?"

"This sounds... weird!"

"Alright!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai immediately nodded: "Then I won't call you Weiwei anymore!"

Upon hearing this, the guard breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment.

Then Jiang Xiaobai said in a serious tone, "Then let's call her Wei'er!"

"..."

The guard's expression froze on the spot.

Then, he couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

It would be better to call her Weiwei; at least the former is more normal.

The moment you hear the name "Wei'er," it exudes an indescribable sense of intimacy.

and……

Does Miss Li know that you're calling her that?

Thinking of this, the guard opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't dare to continue trying to persuade him.

Because he could tell that his young master had completely lost his mind.

Jiang Xiaobai, however, paid no attention to his expression.

At this moment, his gaze flickered slightly, and his expression became more serious: "I feel... this poetry gathering is not as simple as it seems on the surface!"

As he spoke, Jiang Xiaobai's expression turned serious, and his voice lowered.

"Maybe... they're coming for me!!"