Gui Song took the paper and looked through the paper, and couldn't help but sigh. "All the test questions, the madam gave you very high evaluations? I want to congratulate you." He looked very happy and looked up at Ye Yuan in front of the hall, saying majestic, "You can get out of the sheath."

Ye Yuan held the brocade belt in his hand and bowed, then stood up and looked at him, An Zhiruosu: "This is what was expected."

He really didn't know how to be modest at all. Gui Song looked at him with a smile on his face, and the atmosphere became solidified.

Mrs. Huarong noticed the subtlety and relieved her smile again: "After taking the exam for a day, the young master must be extremely tired. I asked the girls to prepare hot water and herbs, so I'd better let them take the young master to take a shower and have a good rest."

Gui Song used his breath to make a "yes" ponder.

"Goodbye."

After Ye Yuan bid farewell to them, he was led out of the courtyard by his maid. Seser was reluctant to go down from the wall. Her eyes seemed to stick to him, and she kept looking at him, but he never looked at her, even if it was a little after a glance.

Ye Yuan knew it was her. As early as when he caught the Skylark, he smelled the fragrance of powder on her body, so he was too lazy to go and see it.

When the crowd dispersed, Mrs. Huarong took a step closer and said solemnly: "Prince, you have also seen that this person is strong and should not be underestimated."

Gui Song turned his deep meaning back with a long time: "What about Feng Lian from back then?"

Hua Rong was stunned for a moment and said, "Feng Lan is a beautiful jade, and once it is carved, it is even more amazing. If Ye Yuan is compared with Feng Jun, it will be even better."

This evaluation is unusually high. After all, Feng Lan was once a perfect masterpiece carefully cultivated by Jiletian, which once made both the Prime Minister and Mrs. Huarong proud.

But Gui Song thought of Ye Yuan's arrogant and conservative side, and his eyes suddenly became darker: "That day I specifically asked you to try one more..."

The implication was to ask her if she was going to do it tonight. Mrs. Huarong explained: "I think today's arrangements are very compact. Young Master Yuan's trial will inevitably be a lot. It is not advisable to spend more energy. Should I wait for him to repair for two days before raising his energy before doing a test?"

Hearing that she was procrastinating, Gui Song sneered and looked at her with a slanted look: "Are you afraid of him?"

Hua Rong twitched gently and said with a forced smile: "What the Prime Minister said... I have anything to be afraid of? Isn't it all for the Prime Minister's plan?"

Gui Song held his hands behind his back and saw through everything. "I know that you are afraid of Ye Yuan's aura and skills, and are worried that you can't handle him." As he said that, he used his fingertips to pull out a white paper bag that was folded and folded, the size of a palm, from his sleeve, "Hold it."

Hua Rong took it and pinched her fingers and realized that it was some powder. She knew it but became even more confused: "Prince, is this..."

Gui Song looked at her and said secretly: "Only a person is willing to let go of himself and sink freely can he ascend to the Pure Land, and he will obediently accept the test."

All of this was seen by Seser on the wall. She stared at the small paper bag in her godmother's hand. She couldn't see what they were plotting against and what they were going to do to Yeyuan? But she felt uneasy...

It's time to enter the palace to pay tribute again. Since April, the weather has been surprisingly good.

At noon, Youmeng was having a meal with her mother in Yiluan Hall. She seemed to be ignorant of food and looked dazed.

"What's wrong? I'm so depressed." Sakio looked at her haggard daughter, "Who has provoked you?"

Youmeng raised her head and struggled to touch the corner of her mouth: "No, I just don't have much appetite..."

Sakita put down the bowls and chopsticks, his eyes were gentle but meaningful smile: "It seems that my daughter has grown up and she is reluctant to talk to her mother if she has any worries."

"No, mother, don't be too careful." Youmeng was perfunctory and couldn't sit still. "I want to go out for a walk and go to Yixin Palace to pay my respects to my father."

"Go." Sakita agreed with a smile.

Youmeng slowly stood up: "My son will leave first."

Since she left, Saki Presbyopia had some thoughts in her heart. At this time, Lan Ying came: "Empress, I have something to report, maybe it is good news for you."

Sakio stopped his thoughts and flew towards her with sharp eyes.

Lan Ying was blessed with a quiet expression: "The result that the Empress hopes to see is probably already happened."

Sakio's eyebrows slightly raised: "Did you really break her up and the tutor?"

"It is not the slaves who break them up, but the temperament that cannot be integrated with each other." Lan Ying told Sakio about the misunderstanding and disputes between the "resentful couple" a few days ago, and how they ignited all conflicts because of the "horse's nest". She told Sakio in a long story short, and finally said, "The Grand Tutor had moved out of the princess's mansion the day before yesterday. Now the two are in a cold war and do not interact with each other."
Chapter completed!