After the Grand Secretary no longer had to face Wen Yu, he felt a few years younger and a hint of relief appeared on his face.
He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Sir Shangshu is indeed very wise. I would like to offer you a toast."
"Thank you very much. I hope Lord Yang can persuade the princess to return to the princess's mansion."
"My student is extremely intelligent. Your Excellency can rest assured."
Yang Cheng, who they had high hopes for, was hurrying towards the entrance of the Imperial Examination Hall.
He saw Wen Yu's figure from a distance.
Today, Wen Yu had her hair styled like a fairy, with white jade hairpins arranged in an orderly manner in her hair. She was wearing a flowing pink dress, which made her look more charming than usual.
As Yang Cheng approached slightly, he heard Wen Yu curiously asking the commander of the Imperial Guards: "With your size, can you beat Lu Ren?"
Yang Cheng: …
Zhou Yuantong was ashamed: "Princess, I have never competed with General Lu."
Wen Yu touched her chin and said, "You mean, if we were to compete, Lu Ren wouldn't be able to beat you."
Zhou Yuantong: ...?!
He was shocked and said, "That's not what I meant. General Lu is so powerful that everyone can see it. However, as the commander of the imperial guards, I won't belittle myself. But I don't dare to say that I am better than General Lu in front of the princess."
Wen Yu listened to the explanation but still asked seriously: "You are wider than the two Lu Rens, so if we fight, it will be two to one, right? You two, Lu Ren one."
Zhou Yuantong was speechless. After hesitating for a long time, he uttered, "Princess, that's not how it works..."
At this time, Yang Cheng's voice sounded: "Your humble servant Yang Cheng pays respect to the Princess."
When Wen Yu heard the voice, she looked left and right but didn't see anyone. When she stuck her head out to look behind Zhou Yuantong, she found that Yang Cheng was blocked tightly by Zhou Yuantong's big body.
Seeing Yang Cheng, Wen Yu's eyes lit up: "It's you, the frightened little hamster."
Yang Cheng:?
He pushed Aisou, with a look of confusion in his big eyes: "Hamster?"
Wen Yu narrowed her eyes and stretched out her hand to pinch the soft flesh on his cheek. It felt very good, soft as usual, yet with a unique elasticity.
Yang Cheng: …
He blinked his big eyes, seemed a little dazed, and then quickly took two steps back: "I am late, please forgive me, Princess."
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows: "Oh? Why are you late? Could it be that the Grand Secretary doesn't want to see me? So he sent you, his student, here after repeated excuses?"
Yang Cheng: …
The princess was so sharp in her comments, as if she saw through her teacher.
But Wen Yu asked again, "Or does the Grand Secretary not take this princess seriously at all?"
Yang Cheng was shocked when he heard this and said, "Teacher, this is not my intention. Please understand, Princess!"
Wen Yu saw that his eyes suddenly became round like two black agates, and she couldn't help but laugh: "I was just teasing you, look how scared you are, you are so cute when you are stupid."
Yang Cheng: …
"Except for the eldest princess, no one has ever called me stupid, let alone used the word cute to describe me."
"Really?" Wen Yu shook her finger. "That's because they don't know how to appreciate it."
As she spoke, she touched Yang Cheng's head directly: "Round head and round brain."
Her hand slowly dropped down and rested on his belly: "Round belly."
Then he gave a thumbs up: "Inside is the true meaning of life."
Yang Cheng:……???
He was confused.
Zhou Yuantong, who was standing quietly by the side, said: …
Seeing him in a daze, Wen Yu grabbed Yang Cheng and dragged him to the Imperial Examination Hall, urging him, "Hurry up, hurry up, this princess can't suppress her thirst for learning and knowledge anymore, it's already welling up!"
Yang Cheng lowered his eyes in a daze. He looked at his hand being held by Wen Yu and almost stumbled because of the pull.
A tingling sensation crept up his cheeks, and Yang Cheng quickly pushed Xixiong: "Princess, don't be anxious..."
"I'm so anxious! I'm so anxious! I can't control my urge to study anymore!"
"Take me in quickly. I haven't seen the Grand Secretary for a while. I must ask him for advice this time. I'm sure he will be happy to teach me, right?"
Yang Cheng: …
He could only be dragged by Wen Yu and walk quickly inside. After all, how could he dare to shake off the princess's hand?
As for the princess's question, Yang Cheng said seriously: "If the teacher knew the princess's desire to learn this time, he would be very happy to teach her."
Zhou Yuantong, who was left behind, pinched his strong arms, and his lips twitched under his beard. He couldn't kill twenty princesses with his sword...
Wen Yu held Yang Cheng's hand and squeezed it while walking quickly. Compared with Lu Ren and Yue Lingfeng, whose knuckles were distinct, Yang Cheng's hands were so soft that they seemed to have no bones.
She couldn't help but pick it up and take a look. They were clearly extremely slender fingers, but when she pinched them they felt like the same thing. It was really strange.
She held Yang Cheng's hand and waved it in front of her eyes, and said with a smile: "Is your hand the legendary soft and boneless hand?"
Yang Cheng: …
His eyes widened slightly, and he subconsciously pulled his hands back and put them behind his back, "Princess, you are joking."
Wen Yu stopped teasing him and returned to her serious look: "Let's go, take this princess to see the Grand Secretary."
Yang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Princess, please follow me. The teacher and the Minister of Rites are waiting for you."
"Really?" Wen Yu touched her chin.
That's not necessarily true. She always felt that the Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy didn't want to see her. After all, she said he was dried beef at that time, and his back looked so desolate when he left, as if all his yang energy had been drained away.
At this moment, behind the curtain, the university scholar put down his wine glass, and inexplicably had a bad premonition in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, but it was very urgent.
He spoke tremblingly: "Minister Li..."
The Minister of Rites put down his chopsticks and said in confusion: "Hmm?"
"I feel a little uneasy in my heart."
"Oh? Uneasy? What's wrong with you, Grand Secretary? Tell me about it."
Wen Yu's lazy voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them.
When the Grand Secretary heard this cynical voice, his wrinkled face trembled violently, and a trace of sorrow, as if his life was over, appeared in his eyes.
It's the eldest princess...
Why did the eldest princess still enter the Imperial Examination Hall?
Could it be that Yang Cheng failed to persuade the eldest princess?
But then I thought, yes, who can persuade the princess to stop being so willful?
If she starts to make a fuss and starts crying, making a fuss, or even threatening to hang herself, even the emperor will have to stay away.
His heart, which had just been at peace, was finally hanging in the air, and his hanging heart was finally dead.
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