During the February examination, Yan Cheng watched Xie Guangling and Yan Zhuo enter the examination room one after another, and only left with the crowd after the examination room was closed.
Yan Zhuo had a smooth journey from the Yan Mansion to the examination hall. The expected obstacles did not appear in any form, as if the mastermind behind the scenes had given up on attacking Yan Zhuo.
If this is true, it would be a good thing. After all, no one wants someone to always be watching them from behind and plotting against them.
Yan Zhuo was safe, but Xie Guangling encountered some problems. When he was leaving Xie's house, he was almost bitten by a poisonous snake that came from nowhere.
Fortunately, there were many snakes and insects in Yulin Prefecture, and Xie Guangling learned the skill of catching snakes when he was still Feng Guang.
When the servants around Xie Guangling saw the brightly colored poisonous snake, they started screaming, but Xie Guangling had already caught the snake.
While those servants were still confused and at a loss, Xie Guangling had already arranged the poisonous snake's escape route.
"My dear brother, hasn't he collapsed from taking care of that couple recently? Send this snake to the kitchen and make him a bowl of snake soup. Snake soup is very nutritious. Don't say that I, as his brother, don't think about him."
The servants did not dare to touch the poisonous snake for fear of being bitten and dying.
Seeing that it was still early, Xie Guangling went to the kitchen to get a knife and ended the life of the poisonous snake. He told the chef to make a bowl of snake soup and send it to Xie Mingyun.
Ying Mingzhu had lost her appetite and wanted to go to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat. When she arrived at the kitchen, she saw Xie Guangling handing the poisonous snake to the chef, and her eyes lit up.
"What a fat snake! It's perfect for making snake soup. Xie Mingyun, can you give it to me? I want to eat it."
Xie Guangling: "...This snake is stewed for Xie Mingyun to eat."
Ying Mingzhu was confused: "When did you become so close to Xie Mingyun? But I remember Xie Mingyun didn't seem to like eating snakes!"
It’s because Xie Mingyun is afraid of snakes that we have to make snake soup for him!
Ying Mingzhu is a person who likes to ask questions. Xie Guangling doesn't want to talk to her much and feels very tired every time he talks to her.
So he compromised and said, "When the chef finishes cooking the snake soup, you can take half of it, and send the rest to Xie Mingyun."
"Thank you very much, Xie Guangling. Don't worry, I will personally deliver the snake soup to Xie Mingyun once it's cooked."
Ying Mingzhu likes to delve into certain things, but she is not stupid. She knows with a quick thought that Xie Guangling wants to use snake soup to embarrass Xie Mingyun.
The dispute between the real and fake young masters has nothing to do with her. She will help whoever can benefit her.
For the missing snake soup, Ying Mingzhu patted his chest and promised to let Xie Mingyun know his "concern".
When Yan Cheng heard about this, he thought Ying Mingzhu was quite interesting and asked Xie Guangling, "How is your relationship with her?"
Xie Guangling paused, his heart pounding, and he almost threw the bookcase away in excitement, his movements being quite at a loss.
They walked on the street, surrounded by all kinds of people. He lowered his voice and said, "Brother Cheng, you know, our situation... She and I don't have any feelings for each other."
Yan Cheng: "Oh, so that's how it is."
In fact, Yan Cheng's answer was a bit perfunctory, but Xie Guangling, who was inexplicably panicked, did not notice it and only felt relieved.
Yan Cheng only temporarily agreed with Xie Guangling's words "I don't have any feelings". Xie Guangling may think so now, but he may not think so in the future.
This is a world of novels, where there are both real and fake young masters, and it is not impossible to get married first and fall in love later.
When the imperial examination began, Yan Cheng didn't have any particular place he wanted to go, so he just walked around the streets and bought anything he found interesting.
Leng Yan walked beside him, acting as his bag carrier, with his hands filled with various things.
Since Yan Cheng moved into the palace, the two of them rarely had such leisurely and comfortable time, and he did not feel impatient at all.
Yan Cheng had just bought a pair of local dog puppets and turned around to see a stall selling sugar-roasted chestnuts. His feet were a little tired.
But looking at the bags of food in his hands, Yan Cheng didn't move.
Leng Yan glanced at him, squeezed the thing in his right hand into his left hand, took out a copper coin with one hand and didn't give Yan Cheng a chance to refuse, and went over to buy a bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts.
Holding the sugar-roasted chestnuts, Yan Cheng stuffed them into his mouth while stubbornly saying, "Actually, I don't really want to eat them."
Leng Yan looked at the sugar-roasted chestnuts falling at the speed of light in the oil-paper bag, hummed, and did not express any opinion.
Strolling down the street, Yan Cheng seemed to have sensed something and turned to look at the largest restaurant on the street.
A ray of green came into view.
The smile gradually disappeared.
Suddenly I lost interest in continuing shopping, so I turned into a nearby teahouse and asked for a private room.
Leng Yan didn't understand what was going on, so he followed Yan Cheng into the teahouse, but he also looked in the direction Yan Cheng had been looking.
A person who was more unfamiliar than familiar smiled at him.
Leng Yan frowned, his eyes were cold. Did he make Acheng unhappy?
He entered the private room with a dark thought in mind. The moment he closed the door and turned around, a shelled chestnut was stuffed into his mouth.
"Eat one."
The warm fingertips brushed across the lips, leaving light pink ripples.
Leng Yan's ears turned red again, and he chewed the food in his mouth mechanically.
So sweet.
After feeding Leng Yan, Yan Cheng stuffed one into his own mouth, looked at the remaining sugar-roasted chestnuts in the oil-paper bag, and peeled them clean in no time.
Then he stuffed several chestnuts into Leng Yan's mouth and ate a few bites himself.
The oil-paper bag was empty. Yan Cheng wiped his hands with a handkerchief and said vaguely, "Finally, I've finished eating. Leng Yan, do you think their sugar-roasted chestnuts are delicious?"
"Mm, delicious."
Leng Yan looked at Yan Cheng's lips which were stained with some debris, and suddenly felt his throat a little dry and his voice was dry.
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