Xiao Li called Song Junzhan over and wrote various test questions together.
Xiao Li didn't know much about the literature of this world, so she was responsible for setting the conditions and Song Junzhan was responsible for writing the content.
There were two desks. Song Junzhan sat opposite, writing furiously, while Xiao Li sat on this side, enjoying a pot of wine and a table of snacks, enjoying the meal with relish.
Looking at the thick stack of test papers beside him, he realized that he had been writing for quite some time. Suddenly, his conscience was awakened and he asked Song Junzhan: "There is no rush for a while, come over for a drink?"
Song Junzhan stopped writing and looked up at her: "Princess, wait a moment."
He lowered his head and finished writing the rest of the paragraph. Then he stood up, took the towel handed to him by the maid, wiped his hands, and sat down.
Xiao Li drank boiled wine, which was warm and not that strong. Song Junzhan was in much better health now, so it was okay for him to drink a little.
But he doesn't drink often, so he's not used to the taste, and his expression changes after drinking.
Xiao Li smiled and said, "If you don't know how to drink, then don't force yourself."
Hongyue immediately brought the tea over.
Song Junzhan didn't try to hold on and quickly drank some tea to suppress his drunkenness.
"Princess, please forgive me for laughing."
Xiao Li picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, chewed it slowly, and then asked, "Are you completely cured?"
Song Junzhan: "Yes, for now. I almost don't cough anymore, but I still need to take medicine frequently."
Seeing Xiao Li drinking cup after cup happily, Song Junzhan frowned slightly and asked, "Princess, is there something bothering you?"
Xiao Li: "Not really."
Song Junzhan looked at her face, which was calm and indifferent, with almost no emotional fluctuations. She must have a good alcohol tolerance, as there was no trace of it on her face after drinking so much.
Her eyes dropped slightly, and she felt inexplicably depressed. "People say that the princess is hosting a husband-selection banquet. Princess, don't you want to explain?"
Xiao Li: "Who should I explain to? Who deserves my explanation?"
Song Junzhan laughed. This answer was worthy of Princess Xuanyang.
"I heard that the Queen Mother and His Majesty both want the Princess to choose a consort. Does the Princess have anyone to choose?"
Xiao Li filled the glass and looked up at him: "There is no prince consort, and there will never be one."
Song Junzhan looked at her in a daze, and for a moment he felt so complicated that he couldn't even describe it.
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