"Why don't you ask me how I did on the exam?" Gu Zhixing glanced at Shen Jintang tentatively, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible expectation.

He felt that Shen Jintang's attention seemed to be elsewhere lately, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Shen Jintang slightly raised her eyes, her gaze calm as still water, and looked at Gu Zhixing's face: "If Your Highness says so, then you must have done well on the exam."

"The eldest brother's exam results weren't just good, they were absolutely outstanding! Even the Third Prince couldn't compare to him!" Before Gu Zhixing could speak, Ye Qingzhou had already interjected.

In his opinion, Gu Yanqing's scholarship was already very good, but even Gu Yanqing only got a C grade, while the eldest brother got a B grade, which was simply amazing.

As Ye Qingzhou spoke, his eyes were full of admiration, and his tone carried a hint of pride.

Upon hearing this, Shen Jintang slightly raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over Gu Yanqing, a hint of inquiry flashing in her eyes.

Gu Yanqing and Gu Zhixing share a slight resemblance, but upon closer inspection, they are quite different.

Gu Zhixing's eyes exuded a coldness and aloofness, as if untouched by worldly affairs; while Gu Yanqing's eyes seemed overly shrewd, as if hiding too many calculations, always revealing a bit of slickness unintentionally.

His eyes lacked Gu Zhixing's sharpness, but possessed a kind of unfathomable tact.

Gu Yanqing's appearance, overall, is like a piece of braised pork: it looks delicious, but it tastes a bit greasy.

She hadn't paid much attention to the Third Prince before, but judging from the fact that he had made a death pact with her the first time he did it, he didn't seem like a fool.

Getting a C grade is most likely a sign that someone is hiding their true abilities.