This question hit the nail on the head.
Tang Xiaobai, caught off guard, showed her anxiety.
Tang Ziqian was staring at her, and seeing this, he immediately became suspicious, "Didn't you just leave?"
Tang Xiaobai made a sound, quickly lowered her head, took out the drafted memorial from her sleeve, and presented it to her father.
Tang Shigong glanced at her, took it, and unfolded it.
Tang Xiaobai felt a twinge of panic in her heart and immediately extracted the drafted memorial from her sleeve, raised it with both hands, and presented it to her father.
After a few moments, he looked up and asked her, "Did the Crown Prince teach you to write this?"
Tang Xiaobai blushed deeply and nodded.
Ginger indeed gets spicier with age; even this, Father could tell.
Tang Ziqian leaned over to take a look, surprised, "The Crown Prince intends to cultivate you into an assistant?"
