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"Isn't that Lord Fu?" A familiar voice sounded from behind Fu Zhiwen. "Why are you here sighing alone?"
Fu Zhiwen turned around to see, and it was none other than Miao Ruochen!
"It's Lord Miao," Fu Zhiwen said with a smile as he greeted him with a bow.
Nowadays, both of them worked at the Hanlin Academy and were colleagues. Because of Mo Weiqin, their relationship was a bit closer than with other colleagues.
Moreover, Fu Zhiwen knew that being able to stay in the Capital City and enter the Hanlin Academy was thanks to Prime Minister Miao pulling some strings on his behalf. Otherwise, without any real strength or background, who knew where he would have been sent off to?
Fu Zhiwen was aware that Prime Minister Miao speaking up for him was surely at the behest of Miao Ruochen, and so he felt grateful towards Miao Ruochen.