Youmeng changed the topic, so she took a square gift box and opened it to her and showed it to her: "Lan Ying, this is something I specially left for you."

In the box is a round kesi fan, with white orchids and a few butterflies embroidered on the fan, which is vividly embroidered, making Lan Ying stunned.

"Wow, what a delicate face fan." She held it in her hand and turned over and admired it, "It's still a double-sided embroidery."

"When I got it, I fell in love with you at first sight. I thought it was very suitable for you, so I kept it for you." Youmeng took out another box of rouge, "And this one."

Lan Ying felt that it was enough to accept this expensive fan, so she stopped her and refused: "I don't need these, I will leave them all for other Zong Ji and noble ladies, right?"

Youmeng disagreed: "Everyone has it, don't be polite to me, but you'll get along with me."

Youran also smiled and advised: "Lan Ying, this is the Nine Emperor Sister's wish, just keep it."

Lan Ying was more respectful than obedient, and nodded shyly: "Yes."

"I'll try your makeup for you." As he said that, Youmeng opened the rouge, dipped it in a little bit with a gauze, and gently rubbed Lan Ying's cheeks evenly, as if two natural red glows were spread.

Youmeng was very satisfied with her wonderful hands: "Look, she looks much better."

Lan Ying lowered her eyes timidly and smiled slightly. At this time, Xiao Pengzi stepped forward and said, "Master, the master of Hanlin Academy has come to Xianju Hall."

Youmeng subconsciously closed Rouge: "Has the list of ten people who have advanced to the market come out?"

"Not yet, but they sent the test papers of the young masters and royal relatives first." Xiao Bengzi presented one of them to her, "This is the test papers of Prince Mu's music and poetry, as well as his poems."

Youmeng read the records on Lifeng's music test paper and couldn't help but laugh: "Ha, it turns out that his music is so shallow that he didn't know anything about it after asking about his piano music."

"Is this his poem?" Lan Ying took the poem note and read it carefully. "It's pretty good. The morning is hot and summer is painful, and the evening enters the imperial city... As I recited it, I felt a bit compassionate."

Youmeng became curious and took the poem note to read it yourself.

"When you see the scent of the evening breeze blowing with a blue hand, the faint fragrance is timid in the evening breeze..." Lan Ying smiled and blushed, and she couldn't help but think about it. "This sentence is more like a painting, the fragrance of flowers is like a girl, the evening breeze is like a gentle young man, and a charming girl meets a lover. The lover gently strokes his hand on the girl's face. The girl is shy and silent. What a vivid metaphor, which writes all the invisible things alive!"

Youmeng frowned, "The charm is a bit charming, but look at the word "Fu" and he didn't even notice it."

Lan Ying looked at it again and sighed: "Yes, how could she make such a mistake? It really shouldn't be..."

Youmeng became more and more convinced of his feelings: "So he only had half a bottle of ink in his belly, which was the exaggeration of the people outside."

Lan Ying shook her head in confusion: "But I always feel something is wrong, but I can't say it."

"You think about it slowly here. I will go to Xianju Hall and present these test papers to my father and mother."

Youmeng felt very relaxed at this moment, because she knew that with Mu Lifeng's achievements, she would not be able to advance to the next round.

Entering the Xianju Hall, Youmeng finished saluting the emperor and the queen in the throne. When she raised her head, she glanced at her eyes and found Youji standing beside them, her smile slightly, and pretended to be calm and said, "Brother is here too?"
Chapter completed!