Quick Wear: Who said soft girls have to be obedient! biu!

Wen Zhao lived in the school and could only go home one day a month.

His longing for Gu Zhen grew stronger day by day, yet it also became more and more suppressed day by day. He kept it all in his heart with nowhere to express it.

Only by immersing yourself in books can you relieve your stress.

In the end, he didn't dare to face Gu Zhen, and even spent his only day off in the school studying.

As the days passed, the leaves in the capital city turned yellow again as if dyed by the setting sun. The imperial examination, which was held once every three years, was finally here.

The eighteen-year-old Wen Zhao was more stable and reserved than when he first came to the capital, and almost no one could see through his thoughts.

Unless he wants you to know.

Gu Zhen was a little bit hesitant to recognize him, after all, they hadn't seen each other for several months. Wen Zhaohe looked a little different from before, but not much had changed either.

He would still look at her silently with those eyes filled with suppressed emotions.

It makes people feel flustered.

Gu Zhen asked someone to take the luggage from him, "You must be tired. Have a good sleep after dinner. Don't read tonight. It doesn't matter if you wait a little longer."

Wen Zhao nodded and said little, but his eyes were always on Gu Zhen.

He made a decision, and just last month, Wen Zhao delivered the divorce letter to the government in exchange for Gu Zhen's freedom.

He hid the document in a box, hoping that it might come in handy someday.

Wen Zhao finished his meal in silence and went to bed early. Since there was a candidate for the exam at home, no one dared to make a noise. Even Gu Zhen was a little nervous, wondering what kind of results Wen Zhao would get.

The imperial examinations in this dynasty consisted of three sessions, each lasting three consecutive days. Candidates were not allowed to bring anything with them, and their food, accommodation and shelter were all arranged by the court. It not only tested their knowledge, but also their luck and physical fitness.

Gu Zhen just hoped that Wen Zhao would not be assigned to a place next to the toilet, or to a place with plenty of open space and good ventilation.

After they finished taking exams on classics, policy essays and poetry, Gu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief when Wen Zhao emerged from a crowd of dejected and dusty students.

He seemed to be in good spirits, and his eyes sparkled when he looked at her.

Gu Zhen endured it until she got home before asking, "Was it difficult? How did you do on the test?"

Wen Zhao looked behind her and saw no one in the yard.

"Not bad." Wen Zhao suddenly stepped forward and hugged Gu Zhen.

It opens at the touch of a button, as if to share the joy.

Gu Zhen was stunned for a moment, somewhat afraid to look into his burning eyes.

In fact, Wen Zhao felt that he had done very well in the exam. Some time ago, Xie Songhan quietly wrote to him, with cryptic words predicting the topics for this exam.

Wen Zhao pondered deeply for three days, and understood one thing from these flashing words and irrelevant ramblings.

His senior brother was a close minister and confidant of the emperor.

His Majesty is selecting talents and training officials like Xie Songhan to work for him.

The topics of this policy essay are about people's livelihood and economy, and about population growth, which are different from previous topics.

There is a vague momentum to impact Confucianism.

Wen Zhao smelled a hint of possibility. He was very excited. He resisted the urge to pick up Gu Zhen and spin her around three times, and instead restrained himself and hugged her.

"That's good. After studying so hard for so many years, take a good rest." Gu Zhen tugged at her handkerchief, "I'll go check the account book."

She turned to leave, but Wen Zhao reluctantly called out, "Ah Zhen... Sister... the leaves at Xiangshan are turning red, do you want to go and see them?"

He has been in Beijing for more than two years and has never been out for a walk. Now that he has some free time, he wants to take Gu Zhen out to see the scenery and relax.

Gu Zhen hesitated for a moment but finally agreed. She felt that Wen Zhao was not as happy as before.

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The weather was nice on the day we went to Xiangshan, with the autumn air being high and crisp. Gu Zhen changed into a peach pink dress, which made her look more beautiful than a flower.

Wen Zhao withdrew his gaze calmly and helped the person into the carriage.

He learned how to ride a horse and followed quietly by the side, sometimes talking to Gu Zhen through the window.

When passing by the market, Wen Zhao went to buy Gu Zhen's favorite snack. It was still hot when he brought it to him. Gu Zhen took it and ate a piece in small bites.

Sweet and flustered.

She looked down at her body and hands. In order to create an image of "hard work" in this world, she seldom bought jewelry for herself. In fact, it was mainly because she didn't like them very much.

But Wen Zhao had indeed misunderstood her. He thought that she was reluctant to leave and would bring back some small gifts as long as she saved up some money.

As if it had become a habit, her hairpins, bracelets, and earrings were all chosen by Wen Zhao.

She didn’t feel anything before, but now Gu Zhen just feels it’s burning!

She put the snacks aside and leaned back, closing her eyes.

When they arrived at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, there were already many tourists. Wen Zhao helped Gu Zhen down and put a veil on her: "Why is your face red? If you were bored, you wouldn't wear it?"

"Wear it." Gu Zhen stretched out her hand to cover the veil. It would be difficult for her to stand out if everyone was wearing it.

This would prevent too many people from looking at her face, and no one would be able to recognize her if she covered her face.

But perhaps because they had just finished the trial, they still met quite a few acquaintances.

There are students from Beijing Middle School, as well as fellow students I met at Bailu Academy.

They are all candidates taking part in this joint examination. They come in groups of three or five to Xiangshan to enjoy the maple leaves.

When they saw Wen Zhao, they all came forward and bowed. This was a student the teachers had high hopes for, so no matter whether he performed well or not, it would always be good to have a good relationship with him.

They took a few more glances at the woman next to Wen Zhao.

"Brother Wen, this girl?"

Everyone knew Wen Zhao's family background, and he would not hide anything, and said frankly that Gu Zhen was his elder sister-in-law.

Gu Zhen nodded slightly as a greeting.

Everyone was surprised that she was so young! Although they couldn't see her face, they could tell from her figure that she was not very old.

As they walked by, they thought that Wen Zhao had hooked up with some rich lady in the capital!

I only knew that Wen Zhao relied on his sister-in-law to support his studies, but I didn't expect that his sister-in-law was so young.

Some people who think too much about it feel that the relationship between them is not that simple.

Young men and women are together every day, and the age difference between them is not that big, so there is no guarantee that there is something shameful.

Wen Zhao calmly accepted everyone's gaze.

"Have fun everyone, we'll go up the mountain first." Wen Zhao nodded and left with Gu Zhen.

Even after walking away, Gu Zhen could still feel the gazes behind him.

When Wen Zhao wanted to come over to help her, Gu Zhen gently dodged him and quickened her pace toward the stairs. Wen Zhao retracted his arm and followed her to protect her from pedestrians who would collide with her.

When they reached the top of the mountain, there was no one in the pavilion. Gu Zhen lifted the veil and said, "Neighbors always gossip about you and me. Today, your fellow disciples saw us. Have you ever thought about what you would do if someone messed with you?"

Those who could study in the Imperial School or the Egret Academy had good grades. As many people as possible could be eliminated, the best way to attack a scholar was to ruin his reputation.

Wen Zhao looked at her steadily: "I'm not afraid, are you afraid?"