With their own minds in silence, all the hustle and bustle around them seems to have fallen silent.

Mo Lan felt very strange, as if when she was by Si Yunyin's side, she was always calm, so calm that it made her a little confused. Once upon a time, she and Xi Feng Ah Zi were like the most arrogant thunderbolt in the sky, but now, there is still that crazy blood flowing in her heart, but she is clamoring to be at peace with her body.

Everything fits so paradoxically.

After a while, a burst of drum music was heard, and then the crowd raised their eyes with excitement and anticipation, and Mo Lan lazily hooked a strand of hair and teased it in his hand.

Well, the Mingxiang Juxian Festival has finally begun.

The three scholars of the Hanlin Academy walked out of the pavilion and sat down in front of the four plans that had been prepared for a long time. Looking at their serious attitudes, Mo Lan couldn't help but feel very funny. This is not the selection of champions, what are you doing so seriously?

The sound of drums fell, but I saw a blue shadow passing through the air, and after several swirls, the long inky hair flew in the wind, and the perfect face like white jade loomed. After settling under the pavilion, a pale blue robe turned out to be spotless.

The sleeve swing moved lightly, and the water eyes were slightly raised. The sexy thin lips raised a soft arc, and that touch of light was shocking under the light snow.

Mo Lan couldn't help but squint, the reputation of the first beautiful man in the Lieyun Dynasty was really not fake.

"Today's Lamei Qiyan, Mixiang three miles. The king specially broke a few branches, and took this as a letter to leave the ten beauties who were promoted in the first round of the competition. The voice fell, but it was pleasant and moving, like a silk bamboo.

Only then did everyone notice that King Wen was holding a few wisps of plum branches in his hands, and the elegant flowers were lightly fragrant.

"Someone, send the plum branch to the three bachelors." As soon as Si Yun waved his hand, a palace person stepped forward to respectfully take the flower branch, turned around and placed it in front of the square table of the scholar of the Hanlin Academy.

"There are three bachelors who choose the flowers."

All three of them shook their heads and bowed their hands, indicating that they would decide the winner fairly. Mo Lan pursed his lips disdainfully, can it be unfair? So many pairs of eyes staring!

Another drum sounded, and the first round of the competition officially began.

The first round of competition is a "art" word, involving a wide range of skills, singing, dancing and painting, and those who participate in the competition can pick one of your best.

The little eunuch who played the role of the host pulled the loud and sharp male duck voice, and reported the list of this appearance and the next upcoming appearance, and the demonic voice directly stimulated Mo Lan to the illusion of a perforated eardrum.

He plucked out his ears with a look of disgust, but saw a woman in a long aqua blue dress walking out with two white feather fans. In such a cold weather, she wore single clothes, showing a slender figure. There was a faint flush in the white cheeks, and there was no smoke in the fluttering eyes.

This woman is the prime minister's daughter Gu Nianxi.

Sure enough, it's a beauty. Mo Lan stroked his chin and sighed in admiration, and then sighed as if regretfully, but alas, it's a pity, although he is weak and boneless, but there is a bit of deep arrogance hidden in those smart eyes.

"Failure...... Mo Lan shook her head infinitely sadly, she had always been keen to appreciate beautiful things, but with just one glance, she completely lost interest in Gu Nianxi.

There are two kinds of people who are too proud, one is blatant arrogance, like her, but it is admirable chic and uninhibited.

There is another kind, that is, Gu Nianxi, who is a graceful lady on the surface, but in her heart she disdains anyone, typical egotism. Such people are annoying.

And Gu Nianxi is precisely the most hated race of Mo Lan.