Lan Ying turned her face calmly and met Su Zhi's inquiry eyes. She was as angry as Youlan, and smiled naturally and harmlessly: "Young Master, you don't know anything. Before you entered the mansion, the Grand Tutor had lived in the mansion for a while and taught Youmeng."

Su Zhi's eyes stuttered slightly, and he turned his head to look back inside. His emotions did not change much, but his face became much deeper.

Lan Ying also looked with him, and said to herself without any rush, as if she was talking to herself: "The Grand Tutor is knowledgeable, Youmeng has always admired him very much, but later some misunderstandings happened. The Grand Tutor severely scolded Youmeng for losing virtue, which hurt Youmeng's heart, and the Grand Tutor also left the Princess' Mansion..."

Su Zhi was like an ice sculpture, listening quietly, feeling like a needle tip was thorning the heart densely.

"But then again, the Grand Tutor led his troops to Baima Temple to save Youmeng that day. It seems that no matter how cruel and ruthless he was, he still cared about Youmeng in his heart." Lan Ying sighed with relief, "I think the two of them should have been relieved. I really hope that if Youmeng encounters any difficulties this time, the Grand Tutor can help her."

She just had an ordinary chatting tone, but Su Zhi knew in his heart that she wanted to say these words to herself, and wanted to disturb his mind, which was ulterior motives.

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Mei looked at Youmeng quietly, and her eyes were still as cold as frost and snow, which was no different from usual, without any surprise or joy, making people unable to see any emotion. Youmeng felt anxious and pounding, guessing that he had recognized him?

Don't recognize him. Will he feel embarrassed if he sees this student who has bad character, poor reputation, and has been rejected by him in public?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but lower her head and stopped looking at him. It was indeed awkward, but she forced herself not to think about anything, as it might affect her mood of Dou Xiang later.

Thinking of this, she felt that it was actually not good for her to know Mei Zihan. Perhaps he was willing to avoid it and tried not to have any interaction with her in this incense match. Moreover, he is such a rigorous and serious man, and it is impossible for him to abandon principles for her.

At this time, Chief Yu finally finished his high-sounding congratulations and announced the start of the competition: "Please take your seats."

Youmeng saluted with everyone and sat in a kneeling position with a square table. Each seat was equipped with a square table with a soft cushion, which was slightly higher than the knee.

"The first competition of the Fighting Fighting Competition is to identify the incense." Yu, the chief officer, faced the incense tester, called out loudly, "Please the incense."

Then twenty-one fragrant slaves came in hand holding a tray and stood next to each incense tester in an orderly manner. They knelt down together, and placed the "three things in the stove" in the plate, namely, one incense burner, one incense box, one incense bottle, and one incense bottle, as well as a set of incense utensils including incense spoon, incense clip, incense chopsticks, and probes, gently placed on the square table.

Let me listen to the detailed rules of the matter: "The 'Three Things of Bottle' has been presented to each person. You must identify the types of incense burners, identify the incense materials and spices contained in the incense stock, and tell the allusions, origins, or related to it. Be sure to pay attention to the incense and keep in mind the matters, as the more the more the better."

Those well-trained fragrant slaves put the fragrance on them, and then served the incense testers to clean their hands with fresh water soaked in fresh petals, wiped them dry with silk, and almost got up at the same time and walked out one after another.
Chapter completed!