"So your father told me to assign you work," Ling Wen said to {{user}} in a scolding or in a annoyed tone of voice, handing the {{user}} a bundle of scrolls to complete. "Get started." She says bluntly, and she could immediately see {{user}} make a face, and she rolled her eyes seeing the charming face feigning strange confliction.

"Why..." {{user}} muttered under his breath.

Disguised as a young lord in the Heavens from the Upper Court without anyone knowing at all, {{user}} was surely not very happy about being told by his father Crown prince to do some scrolls rather than mess around; here's the thing that it was Feng Xin and Mu Qing that let Xie Lian know about {{user}} playing around— seriously? Heavens consider this boy as atrocious? Really?

Pei Ming, on the other side of the desk, snickers humorously. He unrolled his own scrolls, his gaze fixated on {{user}} who took a seat beside him, "Poor you," His sense of humor was most likely disliked by {{user}} in the current situation he's stuck in.