Chapter 53:

In the early morning of the second day, the two woke up together. After freshening up, they planned to go to the examination room. They were in different examination rooms and were not in the same direction. Xie Zichen didn't seem to plan to wait for her. After getting dressed, Xie Tong was waiting outside the house, Xie Zichen He planned to leave.
At this time, dyeing ink was going to fetch water, and Wei Lan was not wearing a crown, standing in front of the window with her hair scattered, holding bamboo slips, and reading the book. The morning sun fell on her and softened her lines. The steps Xie Zichen took out came to a halt. After thinking for a moment, he turned back and stopped in front of Wei Lan.
Wei Lan looked up and said gently: "Zichen, what's the matter?"
"Alan, you and my brother, can you give me a blessing?" Xie Zichen stared at her eyes. One year later, when everyone was madly climbing up and showing lines, the person in front of him seemed to have a gentle posture. , Going in another direction.
Obviously they are practicing martial arts. Compared with the people of the same age, Xie Zichen even has the illusion that when they are fully grown up, the person in front of them may only be more feminine, making people want to hold them in their arms and embrace them. , Rubbing into the body, invading, plundering, possessing.
These thoughts came into his mind, his gaze became deeper and deeper, as he looked at the people in front of him with a smile, and said quietly: "Then Alan wishes the sons and ministers to win and get what they want."
"It's not such a blessing." Xie Zichen shook her head. Wei Lan was a little confused, and was suddenly pulled into her arms by the person in front of her. Wei Lan was taken aback for a moment, and she felt the soft lips on her forehead fall. The dragonfly usually drifts by. When Wei Lan is too late to react, she leaves for convenience, and then says, "That's it."
After speaking, Xie Zichen turned and left.
He felt his heart beating, afraid that if he stayed for a few more seconds, he would let the other party see his embarrassment.
When Xie Zichen stepped out of the door, Wei Lan raised her hand and wiped the kissed place on her forehead, dyed ink and fetched water in. Seeing Wei Lan's behavior, her eyes widened and said: "Shizi, did you bump your head?"
"No." Wei Lan smiled, recalling the light kiss just now, turning her head to look at dye ink, her eyes filled with radiance and said, "You said, did Xie Si have a crush on me?"
Dye Mo was slightly stiff, and then showed an exaggerated bitter face: "My son, please rest assured that you will take the exam. Don't always think about harming people, okay?"
"It's all right," Wei Lan was a little impatient, and stood up and said, "Don't worry."
As she said, Wei Lan raised her mouth: "It's just a mere exam. Compared with the difficulty of a beauty, it's far worse."
The first one is shooting strategy. Each test has two questions. The answer time is one hour. The candidate draws a piece of paper from the lottery, and then starts to answer the question. After completing the answer and handing in the paper, they can choose to stay around the examination room and wait for the next hour. For the exam, you can also choose to leave here and come back next year. During the school year, all subjects can only be tested once, the four books and five classics, if there are five, it will be considered as unqualified and will lose the qualifications for officialdom. Therefore, candidates are not fully sure and generally do not refer to them.
When Wei Lan got the question and knelt in the hall, Xie Zichen also got the question in the next room and knelt down. Wei Lan smiled on her face, closed her eyes, and tapped her palms with a folding fan; Xie Zichen put her hands on her knees, knelt upright, closed her eyes and meditated. With the opening of the test order, the two opened their eyes at the same time. One pair of eyes looked like a spring breeze, and the other looked like a thousand miles of ice and snow. However, they both opened the question paper with the firmness that is inevitable.
For the first exam, less than half an hour, Wei Lan handed in the papers in advance, that is, the moment Wei Lan got up, Xie Zichen also just finished writing and got up. When they got up and left, everyone showed surprise in their eyes. When people met at the door, Wei Lan smiled: "Zichen came out early."
Xie Zichen nodded: "So do you."
After that, the two of them stopped talking, each closed their eyes and rested, half an hour later, the second game began.
In the second scene, people are already halfway there. This time the two people still hand in papers one after the other. When they met at the door, they didn’t even notice. An invisible tacit understanding seemed to have begun. Without words, they knew that the other party wanted. What to say.
In the third game, there were only a dozen people left on the court. Except for Huan Heng, almost all the companions who entered the palace stayed. They were the emperor's favorite before entering the palace, and naturally they would be the last ones.
However, after the fourth game, there were not many people present, so Lin Che and Zhang Sheng reluctantly stayed in the examination room.
The four consecutive exams were unheard of for the scholars, so the students rushed over after hearing the news, stopped in front of the exam room, and looked at the four people in the exam room. Zhang Sheng and Xie Zichen had an examination room, Lin Che and Wei Lan had an examination room. Many people began to bet on who came out first. Huan Heng took a picture of a jade pendant on the gaming table without hesitation, and said, "It must be my brother Wei Lan."
After speaking, someone put down the pen, and everyone probed their heads to see who came out. But I saw two people in the two examination rooms, one black and white, standing up at the same time.
The moment they got up, the pen tip of the person writing beside them paused slightly, and then sweat fell.
Xie Zichen and Wei Lan met again at the door, and found that there was already a crowd of people outside. The two took a sip of water from the attendant and then went to the lounge next to them.
When the fifth test started, the two appeared again in the test room. There was an uproar at the scene, and the two finally entered an examination room and knelt down at the table at the same time.
"Alan," Xie Zichen said suddenly: "I'll make a bet with you."
"What bet?"
Wei Lan turned her head and looked over. Xie Zichen didn't look at her. He watched as the examiner walked down with the lotus, and said indifferently: "If I win, you make me a wish. If you win, I make you a wish."
After speaking, without waiting for Wei Lan's response, Xie Zichen stood up, respectfully saluting the chief examiner, and put his hand into the swatch, as if afraid that she would not agree.
With such a solemn look, Wei Lan couldn't help but straighten her back and stand solemnly.
With a sound, the two wrote at the same time, and the fifth door was much more difficult. It was already night, but the students did not leave. Looking at the two under the candlelight, they did not consciously become nervous.
Both of them wrote quickly, but they were both good at hand. They wrote on paper after paper, and neither of them stopped writing. Until the last quarter of an hour, Wei Lan suddenly heard the sound of writing.
Wei Lan paused, and then saw the people around him stand up. An unbelievable feeling suddenly came up, Wei Lan never thought that she would lose to a man one day in her life.
Some regrets dropped the last stroke, Wei Lan exhaled a suffocating breath, she stood up, and suddenly felt black in front of her eyes, a sharp pain surged from her abdomen, and she rushed straight towards the person before her. .
Xie Zichen turned around abruptly to embrace her, and said anxiously: "What's the matter with you?"
Wei Lan came back to her senses, and then felt a flow of heat rushing out of her body. Wei Lan's body became stiff, and Xie Zichen couldn't help but frown, "How are you..."
"Brother Zichen," Wei Lan didn't dare to move: "It's a bit cold below, can you use the cloak?
Never thought that Wei Lan would make such a request, Xie Zichen was stunned, and then hurriedly took off his cloak and tied it to Wei Lan, but he refused to let it go, frowning and said, "Are you okay?"
"Nothing." Wei Lan stiffly pushed him away, and walked out. I have never seen Wei Lan look like this. Xie Zichen felt weird subconsciously, and hurried to catch up. Before Wei Lan could react, he caught her acupuncture points off guard and hugged Wei Lan directly!
"Xie Zichen!" Wei Lan was shocked. Xie Zichen walked out the door holding her, and said coldly: "I will take you back."
With that, he took Wei Lan and hurried away from the crowd. Stained ink was stunned, and then hurriedly followed, and said anxiously: "Master Xie, our son..."
"Stained ink!" Wei Lan warned, looking at dyed ink, and said in a low voice: "Send Lin Xia to me and say, I have the old problem of abdominal pain."
Upon hearing this, Ranmo immediately reacted, coldly looking, and instructed a palace official to go to the Imperial Medical Office, and then followed Xie Zichen back to the dormitory. After Xie Zichen put Wei Lan back on the couch and unpacked her acupuncture points for a moment, he heard Wei Lan say coldly: "Get out."
The hand covering Wei Lan's quilt stiffened, and Xie Zichen lowered his eyebrows: "I'm doing it for you."
"Fuck!" Wei Lan's folding fan slammed the small table beside her. Xie Zichen knew that she was so angry. She always said that she didn't beat men, but she never liked others to disobey her. He had already figured out her temperament.
Xie Zichen didn't say much, put a quilt on Wei Lan, and went out. Wei Lan took off Xie Zichen's cloak and threw it aside. She bent down and changed her clothes, tied the moon belt, and then lay down on the couch.
Her previous life was also Gong Han, and every time she had a monthly event, she was not as good as dead. She thought that her body would not be like this in this life. Who knew that the first time she came, she felt the pain in her previous life. During the day, she was too focused on the exam and didn't notice it. It was especially obvious that she was alone in the room.
She lay in the quilt, mixing her breathing.
For a woman, such weakness is absolutely unacceptable, even back then, she refused to let others know her weakness.
This is not a big deal.
After lying quietly for a while, Wei Lan felt much better, so she heard Xie Zichen outside the door say: "Alan, I was reckless. I apologize to you, can I come in and see you?"
"Let me rest."
Wei Lan spoke with strength. Xie Zichen thought for a while and pushed the door open. As soon as he came in, he smelled a smell. Xie Zichen's expression shrank, and he walked quickly to Wei Lan and opened the quilt. Said: "You are injured."
"I didn't." Wei Lan looked cold. Xie Zichen didn't listen to her at all. He stretched out his hand to pull on her clothes. A small fan in Wei Lan's hand "swish" popped out a sharp blade, and Xie Zichen dropped a dagger in his palm. After resisting the sharp blade on Wei Lan's small fan, the two of them froze in a stalemate.
"You are hurt." Xie Zichen said, but he didn't know why. He looked at the cold eyes of the person in front of him, but felt that it was not the other party who was hurt, but himself. The wound was in the heart, dripping with blood.
This person did not trust him, more than he thought.
He didn't know what she did, why she was injured, and he was not even qualified to take a look at her wounds.
"I don't ask you anything else," but he had no choice but to beg her like this: "Just help you see the wound."
Wei Lan didn't speak, and for a moment, she saw the embarrassment from Xie Zichen's eyes. But she didn't have time to think about anything, the sharp blade was on the cold dagger, she warned at him, and said calmly: "Get out."
Xie Zichen closed his eyes, put away the dagger, and turned to go out, but he stopped after two steps.
"Wei Lan," there was a dumb meaning in his voice: "In your heart, am I really your brother?"
After speaking, Xie Zichen went out without waiting for her answer.
When the door closed, Wei Lan finally let out a sigh of relief. At this time, Lin Xia also arrived. When she heard the words of dyeing ink, she understood. After bringing a bunch of things to Wei Lan, she checked her pulse, and then said: "You endure first, I'll go back to you. Make the medicine into pills so that you can take it conveniently. I will use these for the menstrual period in the future to cover up the smell."
Wei Lan nodded and didn't say much. She had always been relieved of Lin Xia's medical skills.
After letting dye ink put away the menstrual belt, she lifted the hem of her clothes and slashed her calf before neither of them could react. The two of them were dumbfounded, and then listened to Wei Lan said: "Just now Xie Zichen smelled the smell. This is my wound, please bandage it."
Listening to the explanation, Lin Xia swallowed, feeling that her master was really cruel to others, and even more cruel to herself.
After wrapping Wei Lan, Lin Xia retired, and as soon as she left the house, she met Xie Zichen standing at the door.
"What happened to her?" After all, Xie Zichen couldn't get through the thoughts in his heart, and put his unwillingness behind him. Lin Xia had already had a set of coping methods, and said directly: "The son was injured in his abdomen in his early years and got cold. If you catch a cold, you will feel a lot of abdominal pain. I have already prescribed a prescription for her, and someone will deliver the medicine tomorrow."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen nodded and said directly: "Where is she hurt?"
"Calf." Lin Xia didn't hide it. Xie Zichen knew the injury and didn't ask much.
With this incident, the two of them didn't read a book at night. Wei Lan wanted to read it, but Xie Zichen turned off the light.
"I don't watch either," Xie Zichen felt helpless: "Go to sleep."
Wei Lan was just looking around, Xie Zichen said he wanted to sleep, then go to sleep.
Wei Lan turned her back to Xie Zichen, curled aside in pain, Xie Zichen opened his eyes and looked at the back of the person under the moonlight. After a long time, he sighed softly, and then Wei Lan felt that someone was enclosing herself from behind, and put her big warm palm on her belly.
The warmth between the palms penetrated through the layers of the abdomen, and it was so comfortable that people could not help but want to groan softly. Wei Lan opened her eyes, and for a while, she didn't know what to say.
Coveting the warmth of this moment, but this weakness made her feel ashamed.
After all, she is an indomitable woman.
The author has something to say:
【small theater】
Mo Shubai: When do you think you have the opportunity to counterattack?
Everyone: Starting from Wei Lan... we finally have a chance to take advantage of it. Brothers, hello all kinds of big moves! !
Wei Lan: Hehe, a woman who doesn't bleed, how can she be called a woman? Menstruation is a test given to a woman by God, and it doesn't hurt at all... it hurts... it hurts! ! !