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Chapter 190 It was him (2 more)

The room was quiet. After a long time, Mo Qingfeng opened her eyes and moved her eyes, and she sat up. Because the movement was too large, she pulled the wound and her face turned pale but she didn't know it.

“How many days will the Hairpin Festival remain?”

Aren't you thinking about the matter of Xianwang? Why did you suddenly ask this? Huan'er pinched her finger and calculated, "There are about eleven days left."

"You said last night that this hairpin festival was hosted by the moon princess?"

"Yes... I'm still strange. According to convention, this year should be hosted by our Mo family. Did the emperor make a mistake?" This hairpin festival has always been carried out by several people in turn, so why did they suddenly issue an order to the eldest princess?

The eldest princess...The hairpin festival...

Mo Qingfeng always feels that there is something wrong here.

"Miss, why are you so white?" Huan'er looked down and was frightened. He hurriedly went up to help him lie down.

But Mo Qingfeng disagreed and grabbed Huan'er's hand and "help me up."

"No, Miss, the doctor said, the lady's feet cannot land on the ground now, so I can only walk after silence for a while." It was swollen like that, can't the lady take care of herself?

If there is anything, it will not be too late to wait for a little longer.

"Help me up and sit at the desk." This time, there is no doubt.

Huan'er had to grit her teeth and support the person, "Miss, don't touch the ground with your right foot, just lean on me."

The master and servant walked to the desk for a while, and Mo Qingfeng signaled the ring to grind it. She thought about what chess he was playing and what chess the emperor was playing.

"What else is there in the past few days?"

"What's the matter..." Huan'er thought about letting her lady rest, so she only picked up some things and said that she didn't cover everything.

After thinking about it, he replied: "There is nothing else, but the appointment order for the Spring Examination Emperor List has been issued. Our new son-in-law is a seventh rank."

"Where is the top scholar?"

"The Hanlin Academy editor, from the sixth rank, is not much different from the past..." So she didn't say anything.

When Mo Qingfeng closed her eyes, picked up her pen and opened her eyes, she wrote a few names on the paper. No difference is the biggest difference. On the day of the palace examination, the top scholar refused to marry in public. Afterwards, it was reported that the top scholar's sweetheart was Lin Shuangyu... and the young master of the Yun family interjected. These rumors... were confirmed in a blink of an eye that the emperor issued the election that day but suddenly issued an order...

What does it matter here? She always feels that during this year's Hairpin Festival, the emperor is going to give the concubine to the Xianwang... there are already people who have chosen it, and it has something to do with these people.

She didn't know it for a while, but she felt a very strong feeling.

"Huan'er, please let me listen to something outside. Where did the people who went out of the princess's mansion go and what they did, I'll ask me clearly."

Princess Mansion? Why did you get involved in Princess Mansion again? Huan'er becomes more and more confused as she hears it, but she just agrees obediently.

"Miss, Huan'er is here to be watched. Go and rest." His hands were so injured. Fortunately, the lady could run scripts with both hands.

"But you fall, don't make a fuss."

Grandma was right. She should have learned some lessons when she was awake. This is Kyoto. She thought she was perfect, but it was actually a play in the eyes of others.

No matter what he was planning, he was really not merciless to her.

Yes, even if there is a certain emphasis on it, the person she wants to marry is not King Jian.

The sound seems a little younger, at least, and I listen to Mo Yihong, and I should be younger.

"The Prime Minister thinks that King Xian has taken this move?"

.Mo Yihong stared at the chessboard, and he picked up the chess word and thought about the way of chess. "The King of Yi is hard to guess. Isn't this too obvious?" After saying that, he blocked the other party's future.

"...Yes, it's so obvious that it's indeed a bit unwise, and it's easy to break the retreat and lose all the way." He shook his head and picked up a word from the chess world to create a new world.

"Let's stay here in the Chunxi Academy, so don't worry, if it is true, the emperor will deal with it."

Mo Yihong followed Luo's words and stared at the chessboard, but he didn't know where he thought about it. It seemed that it was normal for people like them to use one mind and two things.

The other party laughed, his voice a little searching, "The prime minister seems to be quite interested in this Lin...academy."

Looking at the chess game, Nie's beard laughed: "I'm really interested, especially this little girl from the Lin family. I don't know what word Xian Wang treats her as a piece, where to put it, and what role it will play."

"There will be a conclusion soon. Some people want to figure it out more than we do, and just wait and see what happens."

Mo Yihong smiled and said nothing. At the moment, he could only wait and see. The Lin family was targeted by the emperor. The emperor was keen. If something was discovered, it would be troublesome.

Nowadays, people are in Kyoto, so there is no hurry.

Judging from the current situation, it is not bad for the one who is looking for the same thing as himself. How he knows it doesn’t matter, as long as the thing has not reached the hands of the King of Xian, it doesn’t matter.

When the Lin family first entered Kyoto, they needed to rely on it, and the Xianwang also had something to ask for. It was impossible for both sides to hit it off. In this way, the Lin family would not hand over the things so early.

It was his own spring exam that forced the Lin family toward the King of Xian?

That's really a trick!
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