The atmosphere of anxiety dissipated instantly.
Before leaving, Song Yuebai looked at her family with a smile: "Yes, Father, Mother, and Sister, don't worry, I will definitely work hard."
In response, Song Zhenbao, who was being held, sweetly wished him, "Good luck, Uncle."
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Song Yuebai is gone.
None of Song's parents saw him off. Firstly, they had a stunningly beautiful daughter in the house, and they were really worried about leaving such a beautiful girl alone. Moreover, Song's father knew that a prince was lurking in the shadows, watching him with predatory eyes.
As for Qingyin, even if she wanted to give it to him, Song's father and the others would not agree.
Song Yuebai didn't need her sisters' formal farewell.
Originally, he pursued the imperial examinations out of ambition, but now his family members also harbor ambitions, making it imperative for him to succeed.
When Song Yuebai lined up properly to enter the examination room, her eyes shone with a kind of light, like flames.
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During the three-day autumn imperial examination, Song Yuebai was fortunate enough to be assigned a relatively good spot, neither too far nor too close to the latrine, so he wouldn't have to smell the stench of the toilet or walk a long way to use it.
Song Yuebai went for three days and returned home smoothly.
During the days he waited for his eldest son to receive his results, Mr. Song suffered from insomnia, a rare occurrence for him.
Although he had always considered his eldest son's academic abilities and felt they were sufficient, who wouldn't have all sorts of thoughts during an exam? What if someone didn't like his eldest son's writing style? What if…
Mr. Song tossed and turned in bed, waking Mrs. Song.
She immediately guessed what her husband was thinking.
Song's mother said softly, "Didn't someone say that I shouldn't be as nervous as I am?"
Song's father: "..."
Sometimes, can't a wife be a little less calculating?
"If you can sleep, then sleep; if you can't, then get out of here and don't disturb my sleep."
This time, Mr. Song dared not make a move. He forced his eyes closed all night, complaining in his heart that his wife was now fierce and not as gentle as she used to be.
As Mr. Song pondered these thoughts, he unknowingly fell asleep.
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