Changed her clothes, took Princess Yunluo's card, and ran towards her house gently and quickly.
"Mother, brother!" Wen Rou yelled as soon as she entered the door.
"Rou'er, why are you back?" Zhou Shi was shocked when she saw Ruanrou.
"Mother, is brother there?" He asked Wen Ting directly, before he could catch his gentle breath.
"Sister." Wen Ting was shocked when he heard the voice had already come out.
"Brother, you will have the imperial examination tomorrow, but if there is anything missing, just tell me, and I will prepare for it for you." Gentlely replied.
"Everything is ready, just wait for the imperial examination!" Wen Ting smiled and touched Wen Rou's forehead, messing up her hair on purpose.
"Brother, you must go all out for the palace test tomorrow!" Rourou said with something in her heart, so she had something to say.
"That's natural! This year's palace examination, I will fight hard to beat the top three!" Wen Ting vowed, and couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly while speaking.
"Look at you brothers and sisters, Ting'er, you have an exam tomorrow, and Rou'er came out of the palace to visit you today. If you don't do well in the exam, I'm sorry for Rou'er's kindness!" Zhou smiled and walked to the kitchen again, "You all come back Let’s chat in the house first, Cai Mi went out to buy fish for Ting’er, and said that he will eat fish tonight, and tomorrow must be high school, hehe, this old man is quite superstitious! I’ll go and prepare dinner for you, and Rou’er will come back after dinner Palace!"
"Mother, no need, I'll just take a look at my brother, you go ahead, I'll go back to the palace after I talk to my brother!" Wen Rou replied.
Inside the house, the siblings had a long talk.
"Brother, do you really want to be in the top three in the palace test tomorrow?" He asked tentatively.
"Of course! It must be the top three in high school!" Wen Ting's eyes shone with a strange brilliance.
"Brother wants to gain fame and become an official in the court?" Rourou asked tentatively again.
"Entering the court as an official? That's natural. I think I am in the prime of life, and thanks to Mr. Songtao's teachings, I entered the court as an official. Serving the court is my ambition in studying. This time the imperial examination. I must go all out. I won't disappoint you!" Wen Ting said confidently.
"Just because of this?" Gentle asked tentatively.
"Then what else?" There was something obviously strange in Wen Ting's words.
"Oh. It's nothing, it's just that Princess Yunluo suddenly wanted to eat sugar painting today, so she came here and asked me to make her a 'Yun'er'." Gentle and casual said.
"Yun'er! How is she? Did she say anything? Can you bring me a message?" Wen Ting's whole body lit up when he heard Princess Yunluo's name.
"Brother! How many things do you still have to hide from me! You have a private relationship with the princess, and you have an appointment with the consort, but you will be beheaded!" Rourou said worriedly.
"Decapitation?" Wen Ting smiled faintly, "Hehe, I haven't heard of it yet. The top three in high school who are designated as consorts by the princess will be decapitated!"
"Brother, do you really want to marry the princess?" Rou Rou was anxious.
"She's not married, I'm not married, we fell in love at first sight, why not? Treat me to the top three in high school, Rouer, your brother, I will marry you a princess sister-in-law!" Wen Ting vowed.
"Brother...you really dare to think..." Rourou pursed her lips.
"People, you must dare to think before you can have goals! Only when you have goals can you pursue something. You will not live a mediocre life! In this life, I was lucky to be enlightened by Mr. Enlightenment, and then I met the princess! How can I be decadent and abandon myself? To stand out is to let our Wen family shine! After the imperial cook, we will be the son-in-law!" Wen Ting's fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes sparkled!
This fifteen-year-old boy, at this moment, suddenly had a different kind of brilliance all over his body, which made his character look extraordinarily upright!
yes! In the previous life, my brother failed three times as a child, and ended up working as a handyman in the kitchen, washing dishes all his life, and finally died miserably innocently.
This life is rebirth. After meeting Mr. Songtao, everything seems to have changed. High school granary students, to participate in the imperial examination. By chance, I met the princess again...
Could it be that after rebirth, my brother's life will be rewritten accordingly!
Since my brother has this talent and this opportunity, why don't I support him? !
"Brother, come on!" Rourou held Wen Ting's hand tightly, and at this moment the hearts of the two brothers and sisters met and connected in their eyes!
He brought some snacks from the palace with him, and gently stuffed them into Wen Ting's hands: "Brother, these are all snacks made of dates and walnuts. They can both suppress hunger and nourish the brain. Try it. Although the princess is a quasi I went out of the palace to visit you, but I can't stay long, brother, I'm leaving, and I'll wait for your good news tomorrow!"
"Wait a minute!" Wen Ting said, quickly picked up the pen and paper on the table, waved it a few times, and handed it to Gentle hand again.
"What is this?" Gentle and curious.
The rules in the palace are strict, private correspondence between men and women is prohibited, and now on this piece of paper...could it be a love poem for Princess Yunluo? If he is caught, even if his elder brother is the number one scholar in high school, he will be punished by beheading! He muttered softly.
"Bring it to Yun'er, she understands." Wen Ting didn't explain much, just smiled wickedly.
Rou Rou looked down at the paper carefully, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Brother, you are too..."
On that piece of rice paper, there was a string of sugar paintings freehand, with the word "Yun'er" written gracefully on it, the style of the painting was lifelike, very attractive to look at.
"The marriage proposal is not a gift of gold, but a generous dowry. Brother, even if you buy a real sugar painting for the princess, it is shabby enough. What's more, you only drew a fake one. How can you be so stingy? Where is this? My brother!" He smiled softly.
"Hey, when I marry you a princess sister-in-law, I will definitely set up a sugar painting stall for Yun'er in the princess mansion! Let her eat as much sweetness as she can for the rest of her life!" Wen Ting's laughter was clean, hearty, and gentle. In that laughter, I heard the result of tomorrow's palace test, and I heard hope!
Wen Rou was about to go back to the palace after leaving the gate of her small courtyard. Across the street, she caught a glimpse of the familiar plaque "Ren Mansion" on the tall red door.
The imperial examination is going to be tomorrow, and I don't know how Ren Yue is doing with his preparations
It has been more than ten days since the Mid-Autumn Festival farewell. Wen Rou thought of the unreasonable awkwardness with Ren Yue because of Princess Yunluo during the Mid-Autumn Festival; thinking of how he had misunderstood his feelings for Princess Yunluo before. It wasn't until Princess Yunluo ate Tanghua today that she personally told herself that her favorite son-in-law was none other than her brother!
Ren Yue... His anxiety and concern for the princess at that time must have come from his heart.
However, even if the princess has no idea about him, what about the emperor? What about Ren Yue himself
The emperor's darling, naturally the emperor must choose a top talent to be worthy of the status of a princess;
How could the dignified Master Wushuang of the Zhou Dynasty be indifferent to the beautiful and heavenly Princess Yunluo!
Rourou shook his head to himself, and laughed at himself: He is the number one talented scholar in the Great Zhou Dynasty. According to the trajectory of his previous life, he will definitely be the number one in high school in the palace exam tomorrow... What the hell am I doing...
Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she was stopped by a cloud-like softness behind her.