Ye Chen: "What test?" ”

What else to test?

She looked at Qi Muran.

However, Qi Muran didn't look at her, but looked directly at Lu Yijun.

Lu Yijun didn't speak.

Ye Chen had a moment of panic.

How do you test it? Is there a blood test?

But she is indeed the biological daughter of her parents.

Could it be that the father, the princess, the princess, or one of the grandparents and grandmothers are from the West Sea?

Ye Chen, who had been excited for a long time, finally discovered this problem.

Why is she the Holy Maiden of the West Sea?

But this suspicion only appeared for a moment, and was snapped back into her mind by herself.

No, the prince naturally determined that she was a saint, so he told the Xihai National Teacher, she should believe the prince.

She took a deep breath, "How does the national teacher want to test it?" ”

Lu Yijun glanced her up and down, "Use that picture." ”

"Figure, what picture?"

Lu Yijun ignored her, looked at Qi Muran, and glanced at Xu Shu beside Qi Muran by the way.

She was watching things here with relish, like an outsider.

Qi Muran said in a deep voice: "The picture has been destroyed, and the national teacher can change the inspection method." ”

He looked for the most famous Confucian and painter in the world, but no one could see what it was.

Simply destroy it directly.

However, Lu Yijun changed his posture and sat on his side, slowly taking out a roll of paper from his arms.

Qi Muran's face changed.

Lu Yijun: "Since the painting has been destroyed, then let's make a volume, as long as Lord Ye can answer all the questions on this volume correctly, then I, the people of Xihai, are waiting for the saint to return home." ”

Ye Chen glanced at the thin paper in his hand, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

She is full of poetry and books, well-read and knowledgeable, but she is just writing a scroll, and there is nothing to worry about.

How could a person who graduated from a college not be able to write.

She breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to take the roll in Lu Yijun's hand.

Everyone stared at her, and countless people silently thought in their hearts that they couldn't write it, and they couldn't write it.

Ye Chen got the volume and couldn't wait to unfold it.

This piece of paper is completely different from the Daxuan she usually uses, but it is a little hard.

And it's not as soft as rice paper.

It seems that the West Sea is not so good.

Ye Chen pursed his lips.

But she still looked at the words on the paper at first glance.

There are 10 questions in total.

Ye Chen wanted to write when he picked up the pen, and his expression looked very confident.

However, she hung her wrist and carried the pen, but she did not put down the pen for a long time.

King Yongyi watched nervously from the side.

Princess Yongyi also shook his arm: "Lord, why didn't you say Chen'er wrote it?" ”

King Yongyi was also panicked in his heart, but he would not show it in front of others, he stroked his beard, pretending to be profound: "Chen'er must be thinking, think about it, if anyone can write it, wouldn't everyone be able to become a saint of the West Sea." ”

Princess Yongyi nodded suddenly, as if she was convinced.

She was proud again.

"I didn't expect our Chen'er to be the Holy Maiden of the West Sea, this is really a joy from heaven."

Many familiar ladies around her came to congratulate her.

"I didn't expect our Chen'er to be so noble, I, as a mother, never knew it."

The tail note was so happy that it was about to fly.

However, Ye Chen, who was sitting in the center of the main hall, did not have the confidence he had before, and he was in a cold sweat.

She looked at the scroll in her hand.

It's... What the hell?!!

She could read every word, but when it came together, she had no idea what was being said.