Chương 92: The Nine Syllables

Xie Qiao was not scared to be stared at.

"Grading isn't my responsibility. I'm just a student, so I shouldn't be commenting on whether her grade should be lowered or not. Make your decision, teachers," Xie Qiao said slowly.

They wanted to push the blame on her? 

Impossible!

If she nodded and agreed to lower Xia Yayun's grade, the people out there would think that she bullied Xia Yayun by relying on someone else whenever they talked about it.

If she shook her head and disagreed with lowering her grade, she would be throwing the Crown Prince a cold blanket.

Xie Qiao was not stupid, so she would not take the blame.

Xie Qiao calmed herself down after she was done speaking. She then took small sips of tea. She looked like she was scared and had to calm herself down.

Teacher Zhu, who taught Xie Qiao swordsmanship, asked, "Your Highness, what grade do you think she should get?"