The examiner patted Ji Xingzhi on the shoulder and said with great satisfaction: "Young people are indeed formidable, young people are indeed formidable..."

Several hosts also stood up and smiled at Ji Xingzhi with satisfaction. This little kid is so smart at such a young age. I'm sure he will be amazing when he grows up.

The audience watching the game below also applauded and cheered.

"This kid is so smart. I'd be so lucky if my kid could be half as smart as him."

"But he won his first championship at the age of six or seven. It's really amazing."

"That's right. I don't know what happened to that little head of yours. How come he's so smart?"

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Finally, everyone unanimously attributed Ji Xingzhi's intelligence to: "My mother plays the piano well."

The eunuch and Liu Yang were also secretly happy for Ji Xingzhi. Listening to everyone's praise, they felt very proud, as if those people were praising them.

Ji Xingzhi silently accepted everyone's praise, but his eyes were looking into the distance and he stood there quietly, as if he was a man in green far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

She was wearing a green dress that swayed in the wind, her hair was slightly fluttering, she looked elegant and aloof. Because they were too far away, her face was hazy and unclear, but this was enough to make Ji Xingzhi lose her mind.

The description of Xiao Moyan as a man of heaven is not a misunderstanding. He does have such a noble and elegant demeanor, aloof but not cold, graceful and composed, just like an ink painting.

Ji Xingzhi smiled with some complacency. It was undeniable that she did have some tricks up her sleeve. She took advantage of the distinction between the high and the low in ancient times and the fact that the emperor had great power and talked about the royal majesty. Those who came to take the exam were basically students who had read thousands of books and had received a good education since childhood. The four words "distinction between the high and the low" had been deeply rooted in their minds. Naturally, they did not dare to discuss the royal family or the government. This was a sensitive and dangerous topic and they might lose their heads if they were not careful.

But no matter what the process was, she won in the end.

Ji Xingzhi made a "yeah" gesture to Xiao Moyan from a distance and shook his hand proudly.

She has now won the first place in the exam. Should the emperor's uncle obey her orders now?

Xiao Moyan was watching from afar, gazing at Ji Xingzhi, who was somewhat carried away by her pride on the platform. After a long silence, he sighed softly and said, "Well... From now on, I will protect you in this world."

Yu Xi, who was standing behind Xiao Moyan, heard Xiao Moyan's whisper and couldn't help but frown: "Your Highness, didn't you say that the emperor's fate is difficult and conflicts with you? If that's the case, then Your Highness will not be able to protect the emperor? It's difficult to defy fate, so why bother Your Highness with the emperor's concerns?"

"It's hard to disobey, but not impossible to disobey." At worst, it's only his, Xiao Moyan's, life that's at stake.

Yu Xi's face changed drastically when he heard this. He knelt down suddenly and said in a deep voice: "My Lord, please don't forget that there are still people waiting for you. The Heavenly Saint Tribulation is waiting for you to overcome."

Xiao Moyan paused slightly, his face cold, and two words came out of his pale lips: "Return."

Just two words, light and silent, but Yu Xi heard a hint of helplessness from them. The prince is not an ordinary person, he was born with a heavy responsibility. Tiansheng is still waiting for the prince to save him. Only the prince has the ability to help Tiansheng overcome the difficulties of life and death.

He also didn't want the prince to live a lonely life, but a person like the prince should not have emotions. Excessive emotional constraints would only become a burden and weakness for the prince.

Looking at Xiao Moyan's lonely and cold back, Yu Xi's heart sank a little, and she couldn't help feeling distressed. Looking back at Ji Xingzhi who was looking smug on the high platform, a hint of complexity appeared in Yu Xi's cold eyes, and then this complexity was replaced by indifference.

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