"Sister, I won't leave you, not for how many years." Xiao Ruo raised her head and looked at Mu Qianyu.
Mu Qianyu almost forgot about this. At first, Xiaoruo was not willing to submit to her as a human being, so she only asked her to follow her for one year. Now, there are only the last two months of the one-year period left.
"Well, let's stay then." Mu Qianyu touched her head. She had already regarded Xiaoruo as a family member, and it would be sad to be separated.
After hearing Mu Qianyu's words, Xiaoruo rubbed her body happily and said, "Sister is so kind, better than those elder masters."
"It's not because you are cute." Mu Qianyu pinched her nose and said, "If you're not sad, how about we eat?"
"Okay." Xiaoruo agreed happily.
Because the young marquis came to cause trouble, they had not eaten yet. At this time, Lan'er had reheated the breakfast and put it on the table, and the whole family could gather together to have a lively meal again.
"Go and check, who was that person just now?" Beichen Ye ordered towards the shadow.
"Yes." The shadow appeared out of nowhere, just replied and then disappeared again, really like a shadow.
The young prince was carried out of the door and said angrily on the street: "Let's go to Jingzhao Yin Mansion. These people dare to disrespect me. I will send them to prison!"
"Yes." The servants suddenly responded, carrying the man and heading towards the Gyeonggi Yamen.
Many people on the road heard the noise and looked over. Because Mo Zixu was always wandering on the street, people in the imperial capital recognized him, and when they saw his miserable state, they all whispered about something.
Mo Zixu's face turned red when he saw it. He didn't know why the injury caused by the man in black was even useless even with pills. If he went to the government office now and couldn't hide the matter, wouldn't it be possible for others to see it?
joke.
"I'm not going, go back home, go back home quickly." Mo Zixu ordered angrily.
The servants did not dare to disobey, so they immediately turned around and quietly returned to the Hou Mansion.
After Mu Qianyu's breakthrough, she calculated that there were only five days left until the exam started, so she began to cram in reading and writing articles.
Because the scope of scientific examinations is complex, everyone must learn from books written by saints, strategies for governing the country, and even the laws of heaven and earth.
Mu Qianyu's intelligence was not focused on studying at all. Not only was his writing poor, his handwriting was so bad that it made people cry.
Beichen Ye basically gave up on her in this regard. Her strength was extraordinary and arrogant, and she could still win even if the article was a little inferior.
As long as she wins, he can arrange a good official position for her even if she ranks low, and he is not afraid that she will not get lucky.
But he did not tell Mu Qianyu this, because based on his understanding of his wife, once she knew that she could arrange an official position through the back door, she would probably not hesitate for the time being.
"What a beautiful article, it just doesn't speak human words." Mu Qianyu complained as he wrote.
She has no foundation at all for these works because they are not the same as the Chinese studies works of the previous life.
The old man in the ward liked to read those works, and often told her to be strong, but also to comply with destiny, to strive for things, not to force things.
She memorized the contents she heard every day. She thought that traveling through time would be of some use, but she didn't expect that the books she read here were completely different and the only knowledge she had in her mind was useless.
Beichenye listened and found it difficult not to laugh.
Mu Qianyu's hands were covered with ink. When he heard the laughter, he looked over angrily: "Is it really okay for you to see my joke like this?"
"Madam, please calm down, I think your wife is right." Beichenye replied with a desire to survive.
"It is." Mu Qianyu pouted and continued to think of rhyming words.
Beichenye walked over, took a look at the half-written article and said, "Madam, you have made a lot of progress. Ordinary people don't have such understanding."
"Really?" Mu Qianyu asked seriously.
Beichen Ye nodded with absolute certainty: "Absolutely."
"Then can I pass the exam?"
"Definitely."
"I feel more at ease when you say that. Just wait, I will definitely give you a high rank in the exam." Mu Qianyu suddenly felt confident.
Beichenye wiped the ink on her hand carefully, and encouraged: "I believe it for my husband."
"Then encourage me." Mu Qianyu stood on tiptoes and pouted slightly.
How could Beichen Ye hold back, he held her waist and leaned over to carefully trace the shape of her lips.
"Hmm."
When he let go, Mu Qianyu's cheeks were rosy, and her blurred eyes glared at him angrily: "I asked you to kiss me. You kissed me for so long."
"I can't help myself." Beichen looked at her face at night, and his eyes, which had always been ascetic and clear, were now covered with a layer of darkness.
He had never cared about female sex, but for some reason, as soon as this woman broke into his sight, he became uncontrollable. He was always obsessed with her, wanting to have everything about her.
Seeing his obsessed gaze, Mu Qianyu's self-confidence became even more overwhelming. She was definitely an outstanding talent, otherwise it would be impossible to charm someone like a fairy like Beichen Ye.
Of course, she still has to be confident!
"Okay, let's go. Don't hinder the progress of a great scholar." Mu Qianyu began to chase him away.
Bei Chenye couldn't help but pinch her face and said, "I didn't know Madam was so heartless."
"Have I?" Mu Qianyu wanted to reflect on himself, but after thinking about it, he found that there was nothing to reflect on, so he said, "I think it's okay."
"I'm going to prepare food for you." Beichenye couldn't do anything to her, so he kissed her heavily on the lips before leaving.
Mu Qianyu didn't regard himself as an outsider at all and said: "Then you cook more meat. I, a future great scholar, have consumed too much energy and I need to replenish my energy."
"Okay." Beichen Ye trailed off a little longer, and his voice was a little doting. What else could my wife do, just dote on her.
With the encouragement, Mu Qianyu felt like he had been given a boost of blood. He had changed from passive learning to active learning, and he only wanted to get a high rank in the exam.
On this day, Ji Lin walked in through the archway and saw that the door of the room was open. From outside the door, he could see a woman sitting at the table, writing something in a hurry.
Old man Ji Lin almost broke his white beard at the sight, but with just a glance from a distance, he was sure that he had never seen such a beautiful woman with such an elegant temperament.
This woman wrote with great devotion, and her concentrated posture seemed to coincide with some kind of heavenly way. Looking at her in a trance, she felt like there was light all over her body, and she looked like a mysterious goddess from the Nine Heavens descending from the mortal world.
Old Man Ji began to let go of his beard and rubbed his eyes. However, after rubbing again and again, the man was still in the room, and even the light emanating from his body did not disappear.
He made sure again and again that he had not gone to the wrong place, so the woman who appeared in the young master's room was his...