"Two years." Shen Miao said, "In two years, I will definitely return to the capital. At that time, Mr. Pei, you must become Prince Ding's trusted aide, the kind he relies on the most."
Pei Lang smiled, but there was a hint of anger in his smile. "Shen Miao, don't you think too highly of me? I'm just a poor scholar. I have nothing. Even if I'm lucky enough to become Prince Ding's aide, how can I get him to rely on me the most?"
"Sir, there's no need to belittle yourself. You're a talent, and he has an eye for talent." Shen Miao smiled. "Even if you're not a talent, sir, you have to make yourself a talent." She lowered her voice and looked at Pei Lang provocatively. "If you can't do it, guess what'll happen if I tell Miss Liu Ying who you are? Do you think Miss Liu Ying will be so touched that she will cry?"
