Xu Shu glanced at him, "Don't talk nonsense, I'll go tell Nie Changshu the answer." ”

She stood up and walked straight to the center of the hall.

Qi Muran's pupils shrank suddenly: "Ah Shu! ”

Xu Shu turned around and gave him a reassuring smile, "I have to tell her the answer, don't I?" ”

Qi Muran clenched his fists.

The people here have never seen the Seventh Prince's out-of-control appearance.

But now their minds are not here.

Because Xu Shu just said... Answer.

She knows the answer?

Really?

"Does Lord Dream really know how to write?" Nie Changshu looked at her with deep eyes.

She previously thought that the Seventh Prince would tell Xu Shu the answer and then make her a saint, but after reading these questions......

Impossible.

No one can write it.

Xu Shu: "I said, you write." ”

Nie Changshu looked at her in disbelief: "What does this mean, county lord?" ”

Xu Shu: "I will give you the position of a saint for nothing, do you want to?" ”

Before Nie Changshu could say anything, the sneers around him were endless.

Nie Changshu also said softly: "County Lord, are you kidding? ”

Xu Shu's face was expressionless: "You think I'm joking?" ”

Lu Yijun looked at Xu Shu below, with an interesting look in his eyes.

It's so pretty, it's true, it's super beautiful.

"Don't you want the position of the Holy Maiden of the West Sea?"

Xu Shu shrugged: "I want to go to the West Sea, but I don't have much interest in the position of the Holy Maiden." ”

Lu Yijun chatted with her.

"Why do you want to go to the West Sea?"

Xu Shu: "You talk a lot, don't tell you." ”

Emperor Qi Ying frowned: "Dream girl, don't talk nonsense!" ”

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks this can't be done."

King Yongyi stood up and said.

How can two people write a paper, isn't there a high probability in this way?

No, the saintess must be Ye Chen's!

Emperor Qi Ying glanced at Lu Yijun, and when he saw that he had no objections, he said in a deep voice: "King Yongyi, the national teacher has no opinions, you still don't have to say more." ”

Ye Chen also pulled King Yongyi's sleeve.

"Father, don't panic, those topics can't be written by a lot of people."

King Yongyi thought about it carefully, so many people took turns to fight, but no one could write a single word, which shows that it is really not possible to write with a large number of people.

He glanced at Lu Yijun again, and saw that he really didn't mean to care, so he had to sit down.

Ye Chen raised his voice and said, "Lord Mengjun, since you are so confident, let's give it a try." ”

Yu Lin'an has always been at odds with her, but the enemy of her enemy is her friend.

"Lord Meng, you are the first in the selection of the Nine Weaving Fairies, you must be able to answer all of them correctly, right?"

Xu Shu glanced back at her.

Yu Lin'an suddenly trembled and closed his mouth.

What do you mean?

Her eyes are terrible.

Nie Changshu looked up at Xu Shu and showed a faint smile: "Thank you, county lord." ”

Whatever method you use, just win.

Her mind was pulled back to one afternoon, where she brought tea to her father, who was talking about political affairs with others in his study.

Although she didn't eavesdrop, the words still drifted to her ears.

The father said, "So the West Sea means to marry?" ”

"Nature."

"Have you chosen someone?"

"Of course this is set, it can make Xihai look good, do you think..."

The father was silent.

Nie Changshu lowered his eyes and smiled.

She thought that God was the least favored by her, but at this glance, she was simply God's favorite.

Everything was ready for her.

Xu Shu, Ye Chen, Yu Lin'an...

There will be nothing to fear for all.