The two discussed it to the point that they reached no conclusion.

No matter what, Liu Shaoyi won't be able to remove his mourning clothes until next year, and Tong Cheng'er won't be participating in the talent show until the year after next. It's too early to talk about these things now.

Shumulu poured out her heart, and although she was still not at peace, she finally felt sleepy.

Shumulu: "Go to sleep."

Al-Hatu couldn't sleep well.

He looked at Lady Shumulu and smiled, saying, "My lady, don't you think—"

Al-Hatu thought she understood.

Shumulu looked at Alhatu and asked, "What is it?"

Al-Hartu decided to show her what it was through his own actions, so he covered himself with the blanket and started doing things that could produce babies.

The moon in the sky looked rosy: These two are really—so "loving"! Can't they let anyone get a good night's sleep in the middle of the night?

As for the next day, Shumulu naturally overslept.

When Tong Cheng'er came to pay her respects, she noticed a red patch on her neck and asked, "Mother, there are mosquitoes everywhere in this weather. Your neck is all red from being bitten."

Shumulu blushed and her expression stiffened for a moment; her daughter-in-law was still there.

She could only nod awkwardly, "Yes, there are mosquitoes."

In April, I don't know where these fierce mosquitoes came from.

Fucha was a woman with a man, so how could she not understand these things? Her expression remained unchanged, but she couldn't help but feel happy inside. Her sister-in-law was truly the source of her joy.

Tong Cheng'er nodded: "Then Mother must be careful."

Shumulu nodded hastily: "Mother understands."

Tong Cheng'er turned to drink her tea, only to see that her sister-in-law, Fucha, also had a mosquito bite on her neck: "Sister-in-law, how come you've also been bitten by mosquitoes? The mosquitoes in our mansion are too rampant!"

Fucha's previously smiling face instantly froze. She was indeed too naive. Her sister-in-law was extremely lethal, and she was the one who was killed in succession.

Fucha could only nod vaguely: "Yes, the mosquitoes are indeed too rampant."

Shumulu watched from the side. Although it was not good to see her daughter-in-law make a fool of herself, she felt somewhat better.

Then the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law accidentally looked at each other, and then looked away as if nothing had happened. They kept telling themselves, "Yes, it's a mosquito bite."

It's all because of those damn mosquitoes.

It's time for a mosquito-repelling operation. These mosquitoes are incredibly energetic at night; we have to get rid of them.

It's not surprising that Tong Cheng'er couldn't forget about that aspect. In her previous life, she had no boyfriends or girlfriends. As an unlucky poor girl who was neither loved by her parents, she earned her college tuition money bit by bit on her own. She didn't have time to understand these things.

As for TV dramas, she doesn't have time to watch them, let alone novels. Her current understanding of the Qing Dynasty comes from her high school history teacher's fondness for telling historical anecdotes!

If you expect her to understand what a "strawberry" is, you'll have to wait until she's had the experience of being "strawberry-ed" by someone.

Because Tong Cheng'er kept glancing at Shumulu and Fucha's necks with concern in her eyes, the two women felt extremely uncomfortable.

Breakfast was eaten quickly. After finishing, Fucha said she had something to take care of and hurriedly left.

Tong Cheng'er had finally shaken off her laziness today and planned to spend more time talking with her mother to avoid her mother accusing her of being heartless. However, when Shumulu saw that she was not leaving, she said, "Mother still has some accounts to review. You should go back first!"

What else could Tong Cheng'er do but go back?

On the way back, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "I don't know what's wrong with my mother today. She's usually reluctant to let me leave, but today she insisted on making me go. Is she that busy?"

Ruxue and Rulan didn't understand what "mosquito bites" meant, but the nanny who was with them did. Upon hearing this, her lips twitched, but for the sake of the Fujin and the eldest mistress's face, she chose to say nothing and pretended not to hear.

Only after Tong Cheng'er left did Shumulu finally breathe a sigh of relief. What a lazy girl who was always causing trouble, doing things that made people both laugh and cry.

Shumulu said, "This girl is still just a child."

The old nanny said from the side, "The princess is still very young, she's just a child."

Thinking of her daughter, Shumulu thought of her marriage; the imperial concubine selection was in two years!

And then there's Shao Yi, she needs to take a closer look at him. Besides, after the palace examination results are out, she also has to busy herself with Xue Wen's wedding. She really has no free time at all.

"Go to the study."

She needs to check the household accounts; Xuewen's betrothal gifts should also be prepared.

...

In the palace, at the residence of the Fourth Prince, Su Peisheng received news from outside and hurriedly came to report: "Your Majesty, the shop you ordered to sell instant noodles is ready, and the newly hired people have already learned how to make instant noodles. Manager Wang has passed on a message to this servant, asking when it will open."

Upon hearing this, Yinzhen thought that Tong Xuewen's palace examination results would be released soon. Since he had started this instant noodle business, he would let his name continue to be used. Yinzhen believed that Tong Xuewen's results would not disappoint.

"Wait a few more days."

Su Peisheng: "Yes."

"By the way, tell him to be ready at any time."

"This servant will tell Manager Wang."

"Okay, go ahead!"

Two days later, in the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Kangxi received ten examination papers. These ten papers were selected by the Grand Secretaries and the Six Books and Nine Ministers as the top ten candidates in the palace examination.

Emperor Kangxi read through all the papers, and the one that pleased him the most was Tong Xuewen's exam paper. Putting everything else aside, he was the pride of the Manchus! In addition, he was truly talented, achieving such success in his studies before the age of twenty, bringing honor to the Manchus.

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