Feng Mulin suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "When I said this, I suddenly felt that your name was quite interesting, is this name Lord Shangshu's expectation of you?" ”

"No," Wen's smile slowly disappeared, she took a deep breath and put her arms behind her back, "My father has thirteen children, where would he think of me, my name was taken by my mother." ”

Feng Mulin thought for a while, and said after a while: "I only have three brothers and sisters, you must be more lively if you have so many brothers and sisters, right?" ”

Wen leisurely raised his head, looked at the inky blue sky, and sighed deeply, "I think there are fewer people and more affection for each other." ”

Feng Mulin looked at her and seemed displeased, and immediately changed the topic: "Let's go to the front and rest for a while." ”

The grass and trees by the small river are green, the water is murmuring, the water is flowing gently, and the tumultuous river is constantly jumping up playfully, churning with joyful ripples, as if playing a cheerful music. Wen Youran and Feng Mulin sat opposite each other, chatted a lot, and were in a very happy mood......

Long Yizheng was riding a horse, and when he saw Feng Mulin and Wen Youran together from a distance, his heart trembled, and for some reason, his heart seemed to be stabbing like a needle prick...... His forehead was bruised, and his gaze could not be taken away from the two men for a long time, and after about half an hour, he grabbed the reins in his hand, whipped his whip and hurried away.

The little princess's companion reading "illness" is finally cured, no need to serve her anymore, and then Wen leisurely passed a period of stable days, a few days ago, there was no place for her and the princess, this year's princess came to the interest, especially the emperor, the sacrificial wine gave the two of them a chance, although this summer test is not related to the Enke Hall test, but it is an important basis for the students at the end of the year.

Master Li Xingxue was iron-faced and selfless, and did not let the princess know the results of the small exam in advance, so the princess asked Wen Youran to come over early, and Wen Youran squeezed in front of the crowd, like everyone, nervously waiting for the steward to post the results of the small test.

Long Yizheng saw Wen Youran's back from a distance, his face was expressionless, but his eyes seemed to be bewitched, and he kept paying attention to her.

The steward was late, and quickly squeezed into the crowd, took rice milk and pasted the report sheet on the wall, and then Feng Mulin stepped forward and squeezed into the crowd.

Wen Youran saw that the princess's name ranked fourth, and she got a good score of eleventh in the exam, she was so happy, you must know that this is a combination of three subjects, Confucianism, the art of war, and the law are all courses that she doesn't like, and she can get this score is simply perfect!

Feng Mulin's name was conspicuously ranked second, he was not surprised at all, carefully looking for Long Yizheng's name, for a moment, his face sank, and he finally found it in the eighth place.

Wen Youran was in a very good mood and was overjoyed, she saw Feng Mulin, and immediately stepped forward with a smile and praised: "Senior Brother Feng is so powerful!" ”

Feng Mulin listened to his praise, his heart was full of joy, he smiled slightly, and replied to her: "It's too good." ”

"I didn't find it before," Wen Youran sighed, "I didn't expect Senior Brother Feng's grades to be so good." ”

Feng Mulin was stunned for a moment, and said shyly: "I can only say that you know too little about me." After he finished speaking, he scratched his hair embarrassedly and turned away from the crowd.

Long Yizheng looked at Wen Youran smiling at Feng Mulin, looking almost uncomfortable, he felt indescribably uncomfortable, he was inexplicably bored recently, and he had been absent-minded, and now he couldn't control his emotions.

The emperor and queen were very surprised when they learned of Long Yizheng's results, thinking that they had been too busy recently, so they ignored him.

Yongqing Palace, the gorgeous pavilion is surrounded by the Yuqing Pond, full of duckweed, the pond water is green and clear, on the Huanghuali wood table in the hall, there is a carved exquisite, the color of the black incense burner, the light smoke of the incense burner slowly burns the top agarwood, this sweet fragrance of agarwood can not be compared with any incense, smelling makes people calm down, relaxed and happy.

The emperor took time out of his busy schedule to make an appointment with Long Yizheng to play chess, and for a long time, the father and son were speechless......

Long Yizheng finally couldn't help it, and took the initiative to speak: "Erchen knows that his father wants to criticize Erchen this time, but his father can't bear it, and Erchen is more and more upset. ”

The emperor looked up at him, and said with a slight smile: "Father doesn't talk about grades with you, Zheng'er has a solid foundation of knowledge, and a small test can't say anything." ”

His affirmation made Long Yizheng's heart fall down, and for a moment, he frowned slightly and looked at the emperor suspiciously.

The emperor smiled faintly and asked, "You seem to have something on your mind recently?" ”

Long Yizheng seemed to be seen through, his face was red, he was a little flustered, and the chess pieces in his hand didn't know where to fall, he was restless, his heart began to be bottomless, he didn't know what his father wanted to say, what he wanted to know, he vigilantly tentatively said: "What did my father listen to poetic nonsense?" ”

The emperor instantly understood a little from his blushing expression, he smiled, and said calmly: "Poetry has not said anything." ”

Long Yizheng breathed a sigh of relief, dropped the sunspot into the chessboard, and his heart stood on guard again, "Father, is this testing me?" ”

The emperor simply moved the chessboard aside, looked at his eyes seriously and said: "Father cares about you, you can't control your emotions at this moment, and your father is willing to give you some advice." ”

"I ......" Long Yizheng was extremely unnatural, he hesitated for a long time, "I'm fine, I will hand over good results when the list is released at the end of the year." ”

Seeing that he still refused to talk to him, it was inconvenient to ask him further, so he put his hand on his shoulder, followed him, and encouraged: "No kind of persistence will be disappointed, I believe in you!" ”

His words made Long Yizheng fall into deep contemplation, and after a moment, he replied seriously: "I understand what my father meant. ”

"Very good--" The emperor smiled slightly, and took the chessboard back again, "Don't think about anything now, let go of your mind, and have a good game." ”

Today, the rain ......

In the morning, Long Yumo was in a bad mood, she didn't eat or make up near noon, she leaned on the window alone, she didn't change into beige nightclothes, her waist-length hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her white face was as cold as this weather.

Wen Youran silently accompanied her, for a long time, and finally picked up the poetry collection on the floor curiously, the poetry collection was very thin, and at a glance, I knew that there was not much content, signed "Mr. Nanzhai", seeing that the princess had no intention of refusing, Wen Youran opened it and read it carefully.

Listening to her voice, Long Yumo glanced back at her, looked at the rain outside the window again, and said quietly: "What kind of love can make people express such beautiful verses?" ”

Wen leisurely took a deep breath and said softly: "In this Nansai teacher's pen, it seems that happiness is never a story, but sadness is ......."

Long Yumo turned her head, her eyes filled with tears, she looked at Wen Youran, her eyes were as miserable as the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, for a moment, she smiled slightly, and two lines of crystal tears slipped down instantly......