Chapter Ninety-Nine: Love Is Incompatible with Her

"Hmm." Flora nodded slightly, listening to him continue.

"I'm like that donkey now, exhausted in front of His Highness."

Hua Luo was interested: "This metaphor is interesting, eloquence is okay, can you write articles?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"And what books do you usually read?" Hua Luo continued to ask along the topic.

"University, Moderation, National Style, General Knowledge of Governance, Historical Records......

These books that Yan Wujian said are the most boring and boring books that young people today find the most boring and have the highest gold content, and the probability of being used in the imperial examination is very high.

Therefore, students who want to gain fame must have read these books.

"That's also a well-read book, you must have taken the state exam, how are your rankings?"

"I'm in the top three."

"Oh?" Hua Luo looked a little puzzled, "In the past few years since I returned to Beijing from Yanzhou, I have always served as one of the marking officers of the state examination, if you are in the top three, I should have an impression of your name, but I don't seem to have heard of you, nor have I seen your answer sheet, and you passed all three rounds?"

Yan Wujian knew the reason and explained, "Your Highness, I have a scientific name called Xuan Shujun, and I have always been accustomed to using a scientific name for the answer sheet of the state examination."

"So you're the Princess." Hua Luo suddenly realized, "I really don't have any impression of your real name, but I don't ...... I'm really impressed."

"Really?" Yan Wujian was in good spirits.

"Of course, I've read your answer sheet, and your ranking is still approved by me."

Hua Luo's eyes flowed, leaving Yan Wujian on his body: "Xuan Shujun, do you know why you can't come out on top."

"I...... I don't know."

"Your essay is logical, clear-minded, and well-intentioned. But you have a problem that has always existed, and that is that your rhetoric is too flashy."

"You seem to be accustomed to piling up words with beautiful words, so that sometimes you write at least three sentences about things that can be written clearly in one sentence, and the whole reading feels like a slow-hot boiled frog, without the refreshing feeling of every word."

"Most of the topics in the state exam essays are about national events, and the style of writing should be concise and clear, if I remember correctly, you should have started taking the state exam a few years ago."

Yan Wujian listened to Hua Luo's words and fell into deep thought.

"A few years ago, when I first saw your answer sheet, I guessed that you were deliberately showing off your style, so I used so many flowery words to embellish it, but the next time I saw your answer sheet in this style, I guess this is your writing habit."

"You have to know that you wrote it like this three years ago, and you are considered to be gifted and outstanding; You wrote like this two years ago, and you can be called an excellent student; But it's a bit of a stretch to say that you're still writing like this. I can tell you for sure that if you take the state exam again, you will probably be kicked out of the top three."

"Even though you are very good, but you have not been aware of your writing problems, resulting in a stagnation of your level, this is your disadvantage, people have to improve, it is not advisable to work behind closed doors."

"Thank you Your Highness for your guidance, I have long heard that Your Highness is a martial artist, and he has a unique eye, and when I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation, and it is all right."

"I'm sorry, if I really want to take the state exam, I'm afraid I'm not as good as you, to put it mildly, I'm just above the top." Hua Luo changed her eyes just now, talked eloquently, and changed her tone to a softer tone.

"I know you're used to this style of writing, and it's hard to correct for a while, and I'm just telling you what the problem is with your inability to come out on top."

The two walked back unconsciously while talking, Zhan Xing yawned under the tree in front of him, and saw Hua Luo and Yan Wujian coming back, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Luo Dian, Yan Gongzi, you are back." As soon as Zhan Xing's voice fell, he whispered to Hua Luo, "Is it easy to cause misunderstanding if I call me like this, two Yan Gongzi."

"Then you can just tell the difference."

"Lady Suishu, let's go back." Flora speeds up

walked in front of Yan Wuji.

"Your Highness."

Yan Wujian called out to Hua Luo behind him.

Flora stopped, "What's wrong?"

"I wonder if the gift I gave last time was in line with His Highness's wishes?"

Gift??

Hua Luo then remembered that Yan Wuqian did seem to have given her a gift, but she didn't open the box when she put it there, and then Zhaoyue helped her put it away.

Facing Yan Wuji's expectant eyes, Hua Luo stroked her forehead, obviously lacking confidence: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Then, don't disturb Your Highness for now." Yan Wujian lowered his eyes, knew that it was time to go, and took the initiative to leave.

"Okay, I know that you have been living in Yunzhou before, and now you are stranded in the post house, and it is inevitable that you will feel homesick, so I specially found a cook from Yunzhou, and I will send it to you later, and I will come to the post house to find you again when I have time."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

In this way, Yan Wujian and Yan Wuyi were sent away, and Hua Luo went back to the dormitory to rest.

Zhan Xing began to make small talk with Hua Luo, "Ah Luo, what do you think of these two brothers? Come, let's talk about my brother first."

"It's a bit pompous."

"Then what about your quasi-husband Jun Yan, didn't you leave me alone with him for a long time."

When Zhaoyue heard this, she also came over to gossip: "Wow, sister, are you serious? Ah Luo, tell me honestly, what did you do with him when you broke up your sister."

"Talk, understand the situation, I'm not familiar with him, what can I do." Hua Luo spread out her hands, a little speechless.

Zhaoyue held her face, her eyes full of stars: "Then how do you feel, is there a sweet fragrance of love in the air full of pink bubbles~"

Hua Luo shook her head affirmatively: "No, on the contrary, I felt so awkward and strange the whole time, as if I didn't catch it."

"Especially when I think about the future I will be with him day and night, sharing a bed, and even having children, uh...... It's really unspeakably twisted, maybe love is destined to be incompatible with me."

"How can this be...... Zhao Yue was a little worried, "Ah Luo, don't you really like this Yan Wujian Yan Gongzi."

"I don't think so." Hua Luo's white and slender fingers supported her chin, and she thought seriously, "In all fairness, this person is not bad, whether it is appearance, conversation, character, or knowledge, there is nothing to blame, I can't find anything to dislike him."

"Then take your time." Zhan Xing gently put his hand on Hua Luo's shoulder, "It's because you feel awkward that you have to get along with him more, maybe you won't be awkward when you get along more, otherwise you will be awkward now, and it will only be more awkward when you get married in the future."

"Seems to be the truth." Hua Luo's fingers kept tapping on the smooth tabletop, making a clasping sound.

"The Kingdom of the Apocalypse has been founded for tens of thousands of years, but there has never been a woman to be the emperor before the queen mother, but the queen mother has not been crowned as an imperial husband, and now that I have a fiancé who is rightfully named, I will definitely become the first person to eat crabs."

"Then whether or not to give the imperial husband power is the question I have to consider at the moment."

"Yes, Aluo, you should think about it." Zhan Xing wrenched his finger and reminded, "The lifespan limit for ordinary people is one hundred and twenty years old, and the lifespan limit for cultivators is three hundred years old."

"Although the life limit of the Hua Clan is three hundred years old, the Apocalypse Kingdom generally believes that after the lord of a country reaches the age of 100, decision-making, dominance, strategic ability and other aspects will begin to decline, in order for the Apocalypse Kingdom to maintain its prosperity, the law stipulates that each generation of Emperor of the Apocalypse Kingdom must pass the throne to the prince when he reaches the age of one."

"Your Majesty, although he seems to be deaf and clear-eyed now, and everything is fine, he is actually one hundred and forty years old. That is to say, if nothing else, Ah Luo, you will ascend the throne as the second generation of empress at the age of twenty-six, which will only be ten years away."

"Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and you should think carefully about whether you want your husband to be in power."

Hua Luo said her thoughts: "My original idea was that there was a certain risk for my husband to take power, and in order to avoid future trouble, I would simply cut it all out and not let him take power, and just give him an idle position, but now I know this person

It's Juju, I'm a little reluctant."

"Huh?" Zhanxing was surprised. "I just heard you criticize other people's articles like that, and now you can't bear it?"

Hua Luo glanced up at Zhan Xing, poured herself a glass of water, took a sip, and said slowly, "That's just for his own problems, but if you compare it with other students, it will definitely stand out from the crowd."

"It's all up to his peers, even if he has certain problems, others don't see it."

"Today's young people are greedy for pleasure and do not want to make progress, and students are not as good as a handful, how many people can really study hard in the cold window, reflect the snow diligently, and chisel the wall to steal the light?"

"Just because he wants to marry me, he will let the Apocalypse Kingdom lose a good pillar, which is a bit unattainable. So I'll have to think about it, by the way, Zhaoyue, where did you get that box?"

Hua Luo suddenly remembered what kind of gift box Yan Wuqian was.

"Oh, I see you're really not interested in that thing, and you've long forgotten about it, so I'll go to the storehouse for you."

"Take it out and see what he gave, today he asked me if I liked the gift he gave, I couldn't answer, if he knew that I didn't even know what he gave after so long, it would hurt people's self-esteem."

"Oh, good."

Zhao Yue hurriedly ran to the warehouse to find out the box that Yan Wujian had given to Hua Luo.

"Ahh

Before Zhaoyue returned, there was a scream outside.

Hua Luo and Zhan Xing looked at each other, "What happened?"

"Go out and see."

Hua Luo slammed the teacup in her hand on the table, and the two walked out, and it was Xiao Qiao who screamed.

Xiao Qiao ran in a panic and almost collided with Hua Luo, but fortunately she stopped at the last moment and grabbed Hua Luo's skirt corner.

"Your Highness, Your Highness! Go and see it."...

"What's wrong? So panicked." Blossom asked.

Xiao Qiao's face turned pale, and he pointed in a direction: "Over there, there is a side hall over there, there is a ......."

Xiao Qiao couldn't say the rest for a long time, and Hua Luo was about to ask carefully, when she heard Zhao Yue shouting, "You, don't come here!" Don't come...... Ahh

"Akitsuki!"

Zhan Xing hurriedly rushed to the side hall where the voice came from, and Hua Luo also quickly followed.