All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

Hearing this, he raised his head, which had been lowered, and muttered, "My...my name is Feng Ran, and I live...I live...in the...Tudi Temple...outside the city..."

Song Xiang shook his head, waved to Yun Que and said, "Put her in the car!"

With Feng Ran with her, Song Xiang no longer had the mood to stroll around. She got on the carriage, told Yun Que to stay and buy gifts, and she asked someone to drive the carriage back to the princess's mansion.

at dusk.

Song Xiang accompanied several men to have dinner, digested the food, and then rested in Wei Tingxun's room.

Although Wei Tingxun's health has improved a lot, he is still not as good as before. He is so thin that he looks unrecognizable.

Song Xiang felt very sorry for him and asked Lu Zhu to get a lot of supplements from the warehouse.

Wei Tingxun turned his back to Song Xiang and sobbed, "My dear wife, I am now ugly and I am afraid I cannot serve you. Why don't you go to Fengmian's room?"

"What's so ugly about you?" Song Xiang hugged Wei Tingxun's waist, rested her head on his back, and said softly, "Don't think too much, you just lost weight. No matter what you look like in the future, I will still like you!"

"Fortunately, my wife doesn't dislike Ting Xun..."

Wei Tingxun choked up and recalled the dream when he first met Song Xiang. He felt that his mother and father's dreams were true. However, with his frail body, he didn't know how long he could stay with Song Xiang.

He spoke slowly, with three parts of pity and seven parts of regret, "It would be tragic if I could not serve my wife till the end. I hope Tingxun can hold on to this broken body and give birth to a daughter and a child for my wife. Then I can die and Tingxun can rest in peace!"

"Why are you saying such discouraging things?" Song Xiang was unhappy. She hugged Wei Tingxun tightly and said firmly, "I won't let anything happen to you!"

"If you want to be with me for a long time, then you should take good care of your health and eat well. When you recover, your figure will naturally become plump!"

"Don't think too much in the future. You need to rest well before your body will be healthy!" Song Xiang coaxed him, "Go to sleep, I'm with you!"

Wei Tingxun stopped his wild thoughts and closed his eyes obediently.

The next day, Song Xiang got up sleepily, tiptoed out of the bedroom, practiced martial arts with Yun Que, and practiced archery for half a day under Yun Que's guidance.

After breakfast, Song Xiang took a shower and changed his clothes.

Then he took the gifts and went to the residence of the Princess and the Grand Tutor.

When the steward of the Grand Tutor's Mansion heard that it was the Third Princess who came to visit, he warmly invited Song Xiang in.

At this time, the Princess and Grand Tutor Wang Huilan was entertaining guests in the study, and the person who entertained Song Xiang was replaced by Song Xiang's aunt Wang Ying.

It was the first time that Wang Ying met his niece and he was quite curious about Song Xiang's appearance and personality.

She looked at Song Xiang for a long time and saw that Song Xiang looked like the empress and had inherited her brother's beauty. She had a calm personality and was neither arrogant nor indulgent. She was extremely satisfied.

"Good child, how have you been living in Xuanyang these years? Are your adoptive mother and father treating you well?" Wang Ying asked amiably while pulling Song Xiang to sit down, "If you have suffered any grievances, don't hide them. Your aunt will take care of it for you!"

Song Xiang shook his head and said modestly: "My adoptive mother died early, and my adoptive father was very good to me. I didn't suffer any grievances. Thank you aunt for caring about me!"

"You are a very smart kid!" Wang Ying patted Song Xiang's hand with a loving look in his eyes. "Have you learned to read and write in these years?"

Song Xiang answered in detail: "Yes! And now I have passed the examination and became a scholar..."

Wang Ying nodded continuously: "Since you have passed the examination to become a scholar, you should know that our Great Chu Dynasty prohibits the royal family from participating in the imperial examination. The imperial examination is a stepping stone for scholars to advance their careers. The royal family's children have always been born with a salary. From now on, you can study in the Imperial Academy with peace of mind. After you have achieved academic success, you can enter the court as an official as a student of the Imperial Academy."

Song Xiang agreed respectfully, but she was extremely happy in her heart: she could become an official without taking an exam. If this happened in modern times, she would be so happy that she would celebrate for three days.

Just as Song Xiang was daydreaming, a servant came in from outside the door. He bowed and said, "My lady, the old lady invites the Third Prince to the study for a chat."

Wang Ying stood up, took Song Xiang all the way to the door of the study, and then said with a smile: "Come in, your grandmother is waiting for you in the study!"

Song Xiang felt a little nervous. He bowed to Wang Ying before walking into the study.

What comes into view is a picture of a peaceful and tranquil time. A seventy-year-old old woman is standing on one side, watching a young man wearing a green sheep mask who is painting seriously. The young man has slender and white hands, flexible wrists, and he paints freely. Every movement of his brush is like the dance of a dragon or snake.

Song Xiang couldn't bear to interrupt such a pleasing scene, but she had to interrupt. She spoke softly and said with admiration: "Xuan Yi greets grandma!"

Wang Huilan turned around, her eyes smiling and full of love: "Xuan Yi is here?"

"My dear daughter is finally found. Come, come to grandma!"

Song Xiang walked over and Wang Huilan held his hand.

She pulled Song Xiang forward, pointed at the boy wearing the green sheep mask, then pointed at the painting on the table, and introduced: "This is Ah Bai, the boy from Murong Bi Xin's family. Look at his painting of "Immortal on the Clouds", it's so lifelike!"

As Song Xiang was looking at it, he remembered the painting "Dwelling in the Mountain at Dayun Temple" by Master Wuchen, who was Murong Bai in front of him, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Master Murong's paintings are extraordinary and all masterpieces!"

Wang Huilan also praised him: "Ah Bai inherited his mother's skills. He is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has achieved high attainments in each of them."

"This child has loved painting since he was young. He would collect all the rare paintings he could find and bring them to his house. His family also has a lot of collections, so the Murong Mansion has thousands of paintings to date."

"Abai is good at painting landscapes and celestial beings. His brushstrokes are very precise and precise."

Song Xiang nodded hurriedly, his eyes fixed on the immortal painted by Murong Bai, fearing that the lifelike immortal in the painting would fly away.

After finishing the last stroke, Murong Bai put down his left hand that was pulling his sleeve, and placed the pen on the inkstone with his right hand.

He slowly said, "Thanks to the guidance of Master Taishi, I was able to complete the painting!"

A pleasant sound like the sound of forest and spring water rang in his ears, and Song Xiang couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Wang Huilan smiled kindly: "Abai is too modest. I like this painting very much. I wonder if Abai can give it up?"

Murong Bai walked out from behind the desk and said respectfully, "It is my honor that the teacher likes this painting. It is really embarrassing for me to give it up!"

"The teacher has guests today, so Abai can't stay for long, so he left first!"

How could Wang Huilan let Murong Bai leave like this? She smiled, her eyes moist as she said, "Xuan Yi is not an outsider, so you don't need to be shy. You are all young people, so don't you talk more than an old woman like me?"

"Today, I, the teacher, will take advantage of my seniority and introduce you to each other."