June.
Sixteen-year-old Li Zhili welcomed his bride.
At the wedding banquet, upon seeing Li Xuan again, the once righteous and naive expression of the young man had completely vanished, leaving only respect and gratitude.
Initially, Li Zhili felt as though he was living in his elder brother's shadow.
But if there is a shadow, one should be able to see the silhouette. However, now Li Xuan had risen to unknown heights, and the shadow naturally vanished.
All that remained in Li Zhili's heart was pride.
He was proud to have such an elder brother.
Wherever he went, as soon as others heard that he was "Prince Qing's younger brother," their attitudes would immediately change, and they would show him immense respect. This respect came from the heart, and Li Zhili felt that even if he became the top scholar, he would never receive such respect.
