In the study deep within the academy.
Li Qiu paced back and forth in the room, feeling inexplicably restless. At that moment, the noise of the poetry contest in the front yard reached his ears, prompting Li Qiu to push the door open and leave.
The two Cyan Cloud Elite Soldiers standing guard immediately bowed. Li Qiu waved his hand and said, "I remember today's afternoon's poem topic is 'plum'. Go to the front yard and see if any masterpieces have emerged, and bring back a copy."
"Yes, sir!"
One soldier took the order and went to the front yard. Li Qiu thought for a moment and instructed the remaining soldier, "Go bring back the young lady and Miss Wu."
"My lord, if I leave..."
The soldier hesitated, his words interrupted by Li Qiu's gesture, "Go quickly."
"Yes, as you command."
At the same time, in the front yard of the academy.
The man stood frozen, repeatedly murmuring Su Mu's verses, overwhelmed by a sense of shame after the initial shock.
