Chapter 109: Face Slapping On The Spot 4
"Pfft!" The girls laughed coquettishly at Duan Yingying's funny falling posture.
Duan Yingying almost gritted her silver teeth, looking at Song Zhao with a distorted face, "Song Zhao, you still don't help me up!"
Before Song Zhao could speak, Wen Nuo cupped her face and exclaimed, "God! Zhao Zhao, will she take this opportunity to touch us?"
Song Zhao nodded seriously, "It's very possible."
Duan Yingying raised her hand with difficulty, her fingers trembling slightly because she was too angry, "You, you!"
"It's scary! Let's go quickly!" Wen Nuo quickly pulled Song Zhao away, as if staying away from the virus.
Before Duan Yingying could do anything, she had already become the laughing stock of everyone.
After a while, Yuan Jinxiu stood up and acted as a good old man, smoothing things over, "Okay, we are all sisters, and the quarrel will be over after a while. We are here today to get into Canglan College, or get on the right track, let's bet on the questions."
The ladies in the capital are all acting school, no matter how much they hate each other, they have to pretend to be harmonious on the surface.
Yin Wanyang put on a plastic smile again, and said generously, "Everyone can come up with questions as much as they want, and then solve the questions. If anyone bets correctly, it will be a good thing for each other."
All the girls nodded one after another, gathered together and began to discuss eagerly.
There are a total of more than 50 noble ladies here, and Canglan College will only select 20 at that time.
Similar to the imperial examination, the main examination is the Four Books and Five Classics, poetry, poetry, mathematics, miscellaneous studies, and policy theory.
The college is divided into elite dormitories and ordinary dormitories.
The elite school is the key school cultivated by Canglan College, and only five students will be able to enter it at that time.
The remaining fifteen students will enter ordinary dormitories.
Ladies here, who doesn't want to be admitted to the elite school?
The ordinary people who pass the exam are still honored by their ancestors, and the elites will directly become famous in the capital.
With such fierce competition, the noble ladies racked their brains to crush each other.
Yin Wanyang kindly said to Song Zhao, "Miss Song, you are not qualified to be admitted to Canglan College due to your qualifications. But today's betting questions are those that other colleges may take. You can listen more, it will help you. "
Song Zhao nodded approvingly, "You're right."
Yin Wanyang calmed down a little, and said again, "With my aptitude, it's easy to get into the elite school because of my aptitude. My bets are 100% useful..."
Song Zhao interrupted her, "You are right."
Yin Wanyang was a little bit worried, and said coolly, "It's good if you are willing to teach me, but I'm afraid you won't understand, I've agreed, if you ask me, I'll just explain it once, if you don't understand, go home and read more." Bar."
Song Zhao, "You are right."
With a full face, I am a repeating machine with no emotions.
Yin Wanyang, "..."
No matter how dull he was, he could hear Song Zhao's perfunctory intentions.
She looked at Song Zhao dissatisfied.
Song Zhao calmly let herself be scrutinized, obviously she is an idiot in the eyes of others, but she has no inferiority complex, even very calm.
In terms of appearance, she is not much inferior to Song Zhao, and her talent is far better than Song Zhao.
But for some reason, as soon as she looked into Song Zhao's eyes, her heart beat a little.
It's very confusing.
Where did Song Zhao come from to be so confident!
"thump."
Duan Yingying fell to the ground abruptly, attracting the attention of the ladies.
"Yingying, what's wrong with you?" Xia Qingyao went to help her, but she didn't have enough strength to help her up.
"Qingyao, I can't move suddenly, please find a doctor to take a look at me." Duan Yingying lay motionless on the ground in a strange posture, her face full of horror.
Xia Qingyao immediately came to ask Yin Wanyang for instructions, and asked Yin Wanyang to ask a doctor to see Duan Yingying.
Yin Wanyang was not worried, "The imperial doctor in the Prince's Mansion treats His Royal Highness, how can he give her a mere daughter of Taishiling to use at will?"
"Miss Yin, please ask your maid to inform the Duan family, please ask my family to pick me up. Or ask your maid to take me back to the house." Duan Yingying begged, and these words were uttered with all her strength of.
When you come to the Prince's Mansion today, everyone can't bring maids and servants with you.
Song Zhao shook his feather fan, with cat-eyed smiles, and said casually, "Ms. Duan fell into a strange illness in the Prince's Mansion, and I don't know how it will react when it reaches the ears of His Highness the Prince?"
Yin Wanyang thought in his heart.
She managed to get His Highness the Crown Prince's permission, and held a betting meeting in the Prince's Mansion. If something happened to Duan Yingying here, would His Highness the Crown Prince be angry with her?
Duan Yingying must not be allowed to have any relationship with the Prince's Mansion or her.
Yin Wanyang had a very unlucky expression, "Let's go outside and find a few people to send off Miss Duan."
Song Zhao took a sip of tea and kindly reminded, "Remember to find your wife, otherwise if the man offends Miss Duan, wouldn't he have to marry Miss Duan?"
Song Zhao said that on purpose.
In the gazebo not far away, there are a few foreigners who came with my sister.
One of the outsiders is a well-known playboy. His family background is inferior to that of the Duan family, and no noble daughter is willing to marry him.
Hearing Song Zhao's words, he rolled his eyes, and walked forward with righteous words, "Miss Duan is in serious condition, she must be treated immediately, so she should come down and send her off."
As long as he walks around with Duan Yingying in his arms, he can take advantage of the opportunity to get engaged to Duan Yingying, and get a noble daughter-in-law for nothing, why not?
"No, I can't..." Duan Yingying obviously realized this, she shook her head in horror, and stretched out her hand to grab Xia Qingyao's hand, "Qingyao, Qingyao, please help me send the message, you help me..."
Xia Qingyao was in a dilemma.
She didn't want to leave the Prince's Mansion, and if she left, she wouldn't be able to blend in at all.
Duan Yingying is just an ordinary lady, so it doesn't matter if she abandons her.
Thinking of this, Xia Qingyao let go of her and stood far away.
Duan Yingying couldn't believe it, she devoted herself to Xia Qingyao, but Xia Qingyao actually watched her fall into desperation.
He opened his mouth and wanted to scold, but he didn't have the strength, and was finally carried away by the outsider.
Song Zhao smiled slightly.
This is called, using the way of the person to treat the body of the person.