According to the emperor's order, the eunuch went to Nanxun Palace to read the promotion list. The losers bowed and thanked them, and left one after another.

Li Feng stood there in a daze, unbelievable by the result, thinking that he had heard it wrongly. His grades in both subjects were aborted, how could he advance?

"No, there must be a problem..." he murmured to himself.

Jing Rong patted his shoulder: "Brother Mu, what's wrong with you?"

Li Feng suddenly woke up, his expression was a little dull, and Jing Rong saw something strange: "You have advanced, congratulations."

Li Feng confirmed this fact from him, turned his face gloomyly and did not speak.

Min Qiuye looked at them secretly not far away. Both of his powerful opponents reached the final, which really made him difficult.

"I wonder what tomorrow will compare?" Jing Rong said to himself, actually he was worried like Qiuye.

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Mei Zihan left Xianju Hall and returned to Hanlin Courtyard. Youmeng followed him all the way behind him.

He naturally knew that she was following her, but it was no different from usual, and he didn't deliberately try to shake her away, with an even pace.

When Youmeng saw that he did not stop, he accelerated his pace and rushed to him in one go. He then stood still and looked at her without any surprise. Youmeng asked coldly, "Tao Fu, don't you need to explain to me?"

"I don't think it's necessary." He answered very calmly, as if he had expected her to rush over to question him, but no matter what, as long as he thought the decision was right, he would have a clear conscience.

Youmeng had hated his cold and frosty attitude before. She took a deep breath and restrained her anger: "Why do you want to stay Mu Lifeng?"

"Even if he is not left behind, he needs another name to replace him. What's the difference between you?" His voice was still cold, like a drop of water falling on the ice, unable to splash any ripples.

Youmeng was speechless. How would she explain to him? The key is that he might not understand her even if he explained it.

"Don't be willful." Mei Zihan's tone seemed to be softer when he looked at the entanglement in her eyes, "He can pass the test, so he naturally has his strengths."

"What are his strengths and what do you have to do with me?" He was like a serious elder, feeling that he wanted to be nice to her. Youmeng felt warm in her heart, and her anger turned into grievances. "You really want me to marry a man I don't like?"

His eyes were calm: "I have no right to say I don't want to."

Youmeng's heart, which had just returned to warm, suddenly became frozen into ice: "Okay, after separation, the ruthless tutor will increase without decreasing."

Mei Zihan was silent for a while, took out a folded piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it to her.

Youmeng hesitated: "What is this?"

"Open and take a look." He said lightly.

Youmeng took it with surprise, opened it, and saw the handwriting on the paper with exquisite words—

The word "Yi".

Youmeng's beautiful eyebrows were frowning, as if she was sad and resentful, and she couldn't understand it.

"This is written by Prince Mu." Mei Zihan said.

She became even more confused and looked up at him.

He said deeply: "When you fully understand the meaning of this word, you will understand why I left him."

Youmeng knew that he had finished this, so she stopped asking questions. Holding the paper, her mind was as if she had pulled away from her body, her eyes were empty, and she turned around and left.

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She was moving away step by step. Mei Zihan had never had any waves on the surface, but in fact, she had never felt so severe torment in her heart?

Youmeng wants him to eliminate the prince.

Saki wanted him to keep the prince.

The emperor also looked for him, just last night.

He was invited to the imperial study by the emperor alone: ​​"Your Majesty urgently summoned me to come, I wonder if there is any instructions?"

Ji Shun looked kind and said in a friend's tone: "Mei Aiqing, tomorrow will be a marriage recruitment meeting hosted by the Hanlin Academy. I want to ask you, how are you preparing?"

Mei Zihan replied: "Reply to Your Majesty, the literary examination venue has been fully arranged, and the academicians have prepared the exam questions and are waiting for the young masters to run for election."

"Yes." Ji Shun trusted his ability to do things, "My dear, I want you to focus on one person tomorrow."

Mei Zihan raised her eyebrows: "Who is your Majesty talking about?"

"The son of Prince Mu, the prince Mu Lifeng."

Mei Zihan's eyes sterned.
Chapter completed!