"You come here." The two women began to exchange words.

"You said that if I had a way to make you look really sick, so that the doctor couldn't find out, wouldn't I be able to pass the test."

"Really, sister, then I don't have to go back to Beijing. Ha ha. Fang Zhihan couldn't help but laugh happily with excitement.

"Sister Zhihan, you believe in me so much, so I'm under so much pressure, if I fail, wouldn't it be a slap in the face." Hua Muyue quipped.

Fang Zhihan held Hua Mu Yueyue's arm, "Where, since my sister said it, she must be sure." I believe in my sister. ”

"I'm really going to be moved to cry, such a sister will give me ten or eight more."

"My sister thinks beautifully."

"Hahaha..."

Zhulan looked at her young lady who was no longer so sad, and showed a relieved smile, and she was also grateful to the flower lady, and she didn't want to go back to the capital.

"Zhihan, are you going to tell Zhang Gongzi about this?"

"I want to tell him."

As soon as Hua Muyue asked, Fang Zhihan, who was originally lively, suddenly became shy, as if Zhang Zhiyuan was by his side.

"Hee-hee."

"Sister, what are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at someone's shy."

After Fang Zhihan left, Hua Muyue grinded, her expression was serious, this medicine was not so easy to make, she couldn't bear to disappoint that little girl, so she took the pen and wrote and painted.

In the "Poison Caution Collection", it is recorded that a prescription is called nine deaths and one life. Because of the herb curly cypress in its formula, it is born in the crevices of the cliffs, and it is extremely difficult to pick.

"It's a real headache, this medicine in this prescription is to be made of fresh curly cypress, ahhhh Hua Muyue frowned and bit the pen.

"Miss, is there really what the flower lady said, such a strange medicine that can make people look terminally ill?" After Zhulan was originally happy, she sat in the carriage and thought about it, but suddenly she was not so sure.

Fang Zhihan sat elegantly, reached out to hold Zhulan's hand, and had a serious expression, "If you believe in someone, don't doubt it, if Sister Muyue knows behind her back to question her, how sad it will be." ”

"Miss, I was wrong." Zhulan was aggrieved and admitted her mistake.

"Okay, it's good to know if you're wrong, how can you know if you don't try. Zhulan, do you also think Zhang Gongzi is good? ”

"Of course it's good, Zhang Gongzi is wholeheartedly devoted to Miss, every time I look at the way he looks at Miss, that's what to say..."

Zhulan scratched her ears and cheeks, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Oh, that's right, with affection!" ”

The corners of Fang Zhihan's mouth rose slightly, and his heart became more determined, don't marry any three princes.

Academy, Zhao Huaijin was at Zhang Zhiyuan's residence, and asked Zhang Zhiyuan some questions for the four college exams.

"Childe, your letter." Zhang Zhiyuan's scholar's tone was full of excitement, as long as he received this kind of envelope, he would be in a good mood.

The little scholar was babbling, Zhang Zhiyuan looked at Zhao Huaijin awkwardly, "Let Brother Huaijin smile." ”

"No, I didn't. Far away, I'll come back another day. Zhao Huaijin glanced at the envelope, and when he saw the handwriting on the envelope, he knew it in his heart.

Zhang Zhiyuan's confidence in taking over the little guy surged with sweetness, and when he saw Zhao Huaijin's pointed eyes looking at him, he blushed.

After Zhao Huaijin left, Zhang Zhiyuan couldn't wait to open the envelope, and his face immediately changed after reading the letter.

"No, Zhihan won't go, won't." Zhang Zhiyuan said in a panic and put the letter away.

"Prepare a horse for me."

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