Eleven: "...Probably."
He felt that his prince must have been infected by that woman.
Otherwise, how could someone possibly ask such an absurd question?
Li Zhanlan felt a glimmer of hope, and his mind suddenly cleared.
Meng Qingluan must be a pig spirit. She used to be such a heavy sleeper, even sleeping while setting up a stall in the freezing cold.
She still has a good appetite; she ate half of the table full of food I ordered…
She still wanted to kiss herself!
Lazy, greedy, and lustful—what else could this be but a pig?
…
Meng Qingluan did not expect that she would see such a beautiful woman not far away.
The two pigs somehow made their way to the capital, and it seemed they had suffered a lot along the way.
Her once plump body had become as thin as two mice.
Fortunately, she was still alive. Meng Qingluan was so excited that she almost cried.
One person and two pigs, embracing each other tightly.
This spectacular scene truly gave the US dollar and the British pound a fright.
Yingbang stepped forward and advised Meng Qingluan, who was immersed in the joy of regaining what she had lost.
"Madam, Lord Shen's exam is about to end. Should we take these two... things back with us?"
Yingbang stared at the pigs for a long time, but still couldn't convince himself that these two things that looked like rats were pigs.
After much deliberation, I decided to use the word "things" instead.
Meng Qingluan stood up abruptly, as if entrusting her newborn child to someone else.
"Yingbang, take them both back to the mansion and put them in the backyard."
The pound should go.
Meng Qingluan, carrying US dollars and several servants, hurried towards the entrance of the examination hall.
When the two arrived, the candidates were leaving the examination room.
Shen Yan stood beside the carriage, expressionless, with a faint chilling look in the corners of his eyes.
Meng Qingluan lifted her skirt and ran to his side.
"I'm late, but you didn't have to wait long, did you?"
Chen Yan snapped out of his reverie and shook his head listlessly.
"Just got out, are you having fun?"
Meng Qingluan nodded, and the two of them excitedly shared their story with him as they boarded the carriage.
"I went to Zuixianlou for dinner today, and as soon as I came downstairs, I encountered a big surprise. Can you guess what it was?"
"..."
Meng Qingluan didn't hear him reply for a while, so she leaned closer to look at him.
—Shen Yan's gaze was fixed on the teacups on the table, but his thoughts had already drifted off somewhere else; he was absent-minded.
Meng Qingluan waved her hand up and down in front of his eyes.
Shen Yan snapped out of her daze, pulled herself together, and looked at her with a gentle smile.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Meng Qingluan frowned and asked with concern, "Chen Yan, what's wrong? Why are you so dazed? Did you not do well on the exam?"
Shen Yan let out a long breath, his head slumped against her shoulder, feeling drowsy and dizzy.
"I'm just a little tired."
Meng Qingluan cooperated by reaching out a hand to touch his face, coaxing him softly like she was coaxing a child.
"Our Ah, you've worked hard today. How about we treat you properly when we get back? How about a massage? My shoulder massage is really comfortable."
"..."
Shen Yan knew she wanted to improve her mood, and tried to force a smile, but couldn't manage it.
After struggling for a moment, Chen Yan chose to slide down Meng Qingluan's shoulder and lie on her lap.
Meng Qingluan felt that he was acting strangely today.
She simply brushed the hair away from his ears, pulled it aside, and peered at his ears.
Meng Qingluan sincerely suggested, "Would you like me to clean your ears?"
Chen Yan: "..."
Shen Yan felt the tightness in his chest grow even larger…
Chen Yan kept his head down, his voice muffled.
"Luanluan, I'm so tired."
"I feel so tired every day, but I also feel so happy."
Meng Qingluan couldn't help but chuckle at his contradictory words.
"What brings you this sudden idea?"
"Did you read some tale about a princess falling for a top scholar? You just happened to answer today's questions too well, so now you don't want to work hard anymore and want to divorce me so you can go and be with the princess?"
Shen Yan finally raised his head and gave her a resentful look.
"Luanluan!"
Meng Qingluan quickly admitted her mistake, "Alright, alright, I was just joking. You're such a delicate little thing."
"..."
Shen Yan lay on her lap without responding.
"Alright, you spoiled brat, can you tell me why you're tired? You're tired every day, so how can you feel so happy?"
"Because of you."
"Because of you, I am happy every day, but some people are destined to be persistent in certain things."
Meng Qingluan was bewildered by his words, but sensed a desolate tone in them.
She lightly slapped his face, threateningly.
"Stop talking nonsense. You'll be happy with me, and I'll guarantee you happiness for the rest of your life."
Chen Yan chuckled and nodded.
She's right.
A person like her will be happy no matter who is by her side.
It's just that I happen to be the lucky one, able to feel happiness by her side.
…
When the two returned to the mansion, even though Shen Yan was mentally prepared, he was still inevitably shocked by Ru Hua's miserable state.
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