âQingluo, are you really going to take the County Exam?â
Princess Minhui was the same age as Lin Qingluo, both were twelve years old. The county exam seemed far away to her.
âMm.â
Lin Qingluo giggled teasingly: âGrandfather has already proclaimed it to the world, and our relatives and friends have spread the word. I canât back out now.â
âYouâre so amazing, able to answer those profound and complex questions so fluently.â
Li Mulin rested her cheeks on her hands, yawning in boredom.
She was thirteen years old, one year older than Lin Qingluo, and already stood out among her younger generation in the family.
She had only been at the Duke of Zhenâs residence for a few days, but she was already impressed by the incredibly intelligent Eldest Miss and felt her pride shattered.
âWhere is that girl Biqiu? Has she been held up again?â
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Princess Huimin quickly changed the topic, not wanting to hear about the exam.
âMost likely.â
Talking about gossip revived Li Mulinâs spirit: âThe noble ladies who admire Young Master Liuyun are going crazy. Theyâre stationed outside the Grand Marquisâ residence every day, asking Biqiu to deliver their invitations. She probably hasnât managed to break free from the siege yet!â
âHaha.â
Lin Qingluo and Princess Huimin both laughed, enjoying the gossip.
âHas Miss He not arrived yet?â
A low, pleasant voice interrupted the three girlsâ laughter.
Ji Liuyun walked into the elegant pavilion with a stack of exam papers, sat down at the teacherâs position, and faced the three young girls.
âNot yet.â
The three girls quickly straightened their faces, sat upright, and opened their books to read.
âHey.â
Ji Liuyun glanced at the books in the girlsâ hands with a faint sigh: âPrincess Hui Min, youâre holding your book upside down.â
âAh!â
Princess Huiminâs hand holding the book trembled, and her cheeks instantly turned red.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Lin Qingluo and Li Mulin used their books to cover their faces and gave her a sympathetic look.
âAh, sorry, Young Master Liuyun, I-I-Iâm late again.â
At this moment, He Biqiu hurriedly entered from outside, defusing the awkwardness of Princess Huimin.
âItâs just early breakfast time, not late. Please take your seat.â
Ji Liuyun remained gentle and courteous, smiling faintly without any hint of blame.
âYes, Iâll sit down now.â
He Biqiu sneaked the thick stack of invitations she was holding in her right hand behind her and quickly sat down in her seat, straightening her back.
âWhy are you so late? Were you blocked at the entrance again?â
Li Mulin used her book to cover her face and whispered to her.
âAh, yes, they wouldnât let me go if I didnât accept.â
He Biqiu complained bitterly while hiding the invitations behind her waist.
âItâs your good temper.â
Li Mulin sneered: âIf it were me, I would throw the invitation right on their faces to see if they dare come again.â
âYouâre good, having three domineering big brothers to back you up. Youâre not afraid of anything.â
He Biqiu felt a little resentful: âUnlike my big brother, who spends his days eating and drinking recklessly, not sleeping at night, and not getting up in the morning. He canât help me at all.â
âThey wouldnât dare block me either.â
Princess Huimin joined in happily, casting aside her earlier embarrassment: âMy fiery temper has become famous since I returned to the Capital City. Whoever dares to block my way will receive a whipping, which always teaches them a lesson. From then on, they will make a wide detour whenever they see the King of Qiâs carriage.â
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