OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 639: In What Way Am I Inferior to Her?

The sister dismissed it with disdain.

She scoffed, "So, selling off their own treasures is considered respectable? Is it not just the same, being ridiculed behind their back."

The brother waved his fan, "Not so, not so, in my opinion, it’s quite a brilliant move."

"Before the establishment of Great Chu, the wealth disparity in the former dynasty was vast, with the rich extremely wealthy and the poor worrying about their next meal."

"That was truly a time when the fatted meats of the wealthy rotted while bones froze to death on the roadside. If you look around, everyone at this banquet is a wealthy merchant."

"They all belong to the extremely wealthy. As a Princess, she can always possess rare treasures again."

"Therefore, using what she has at hand to squeeze out silver from these wealthy merchants is quite an early sign of wisdom and intelligence for a four-year-old. No wonder the teacher wanted to take her as a disciple."

The brother squinted his eyes, full of interest, "I quite feel like having a chat with this little princess."

The sister was left speechless.

It’s just a little brat, yet it made them travel all the way to Great Chu, enduring so much hardship along the way!

At this moment, Mo Yanchi approached.

The man hurriedly led his sister to stand up.

He cupped his hands respectfully, putting away the frivolous air between his brows.

"Teacher."

Mo Yanchi had a stern expression, "Hmm, Yuan Zhen, is your father, the Regent King, well these days?"

Yuan Zhen courteously allowed Mo Yanchi to sit down and poured tea, presenting it with both hands.

Only afterward did he speak, "Father is well. Before we came to Great Chu, he asked me to convey his wishes for your good health."

Mo Yanchi sipped the tea and gave a faint acknowledgment.

"Your father, now as the Regent King of Yan Country, controls all major matters of the court. You must remind him to be cautious in all things, lest he be accused of being overpowering and overshadowing the little emperor, which would be unfavorable."

Yuan Zhen smiled, "I will certainly convey Teacher’s words. Oh, Teacher, this is my sister, Yuan Ruxin, whom you’ve met before."

"Greetings, Teacher." Yuan Ruxin quickly removed her veil, her face beaming with smiles.

Mo Yanchi set down the teacup.

His tone was calm, carrying the wisdom and gravity of an elder.

"Only those who are accepted as my apprentices may call me Teacher. The Commandery Princess should just call me Master Mo. I cannot bear to be addressed as Teacher by you."

Yuan Ruxin was taken aback and quickly looked toward her brother.

Yuan Zhen said, "Teacher, my father sincerely wishes to request you to also take my sister under your tutelage."

"My sister is highly gifted, excels in learning, and is quite well-known even in Yan Country. If she could become your disciple, we would certainly study harder."

Mo Yanchi lifted his gaze, steadily looking at Yuan Zhen.

"I am no longer taking in students. The little Princess Cui Cuo of Chu Kingdom will be my last disciple."

Yuan Ruxin blurted out, "What?! Her?!"

Mo Yanchi’s expression changed.

Yuan Zhen immediately reprimanded Yuan Ruxin, "Xinxin, don’t be rude!"

He quickly explained on behalf of his sister.

"Teacher, my sister is straightforward and speaks without malice. She’s just curious why this Princess Cui Cuo is fortunate enough to become your last disciple?"

Mo Yanchi, however, disliked Yuan Ruxin’s earlier attitude.

This Commandery Princess Dewan from Yan Country is spoiled and domineering, with a strong-willed character that yields no ground.

He stood up and answered crisply, "I am getting older and do not need to take on too many disciples."

"Moreover, Cui Cuo is so sensible, more intelligent and sensitive than you and your fellow disciples. I need to focus whatever energy I have left on nurturing her!"

"You two sit and enjoy your tea." After saying this, Mo Yanchi turned and left.

Yuan Zhen took a couple of steps after him, "Teacher!"

However, Mo Yanchi left without turning back.

Coincidentally, Feng Fuce came back with Bai Zhi’er in his arms, and Mo Yanchi quickly jogged over.

He completely changed from his earlier stern demeanor, his eyes narrowing with delight as he asked Bai Zhi’er something.

Yuan Ruxin gritted her teeth in anger, "How am I not as good as her?"