The tyrant's petite group is squeamish again

Chapter 91 91 Bai Mo shrinks his neck, someone seems to be angry again
It was obviously a tense moment, but a few low female voices sounded from the crowd.

"Why do I feel that the posture of the two of them seems to be a bit so?"

"Yes, very much like those beautiful men with Long Yang in the picture book!"

"Tsk tsk, I don't know why they look good! No, I have to wipe my nosebleed with a handkerchief."

Everyone: "..." Just... the mood at the moment is quite complicated.

Si Yumin was held in Murong Xun's arms, his face became more and more gloomy, he only prayed for Murong Xun to answer the questions quickly!

However, as if against him, Murong Xun licked the ink slowly, smoothed the rice paper with a paperweight, and adjusted his posture before writing gracefully, stroke by stroke.

Si Yumin: "..."

After Murong Xun finished answering the questions, he handed over the answer sheets to Liu Xu and other examiners.

And the fake Murong Xun also handed the answer sheet to Liu Xu, thinking in his heart that Liu Xu was with him, and it was impossible for him to push him out, so he was complacent.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xu and the rest of the examiners compared his and Murong Xun's answer sheets, and immediately pointed at him and said, "What a fake, you actually cheated in the imperial examination! Someone, drag him down for me!"

The fake Murong Xun was confused, but Liu Xu had his mouth gagged when he wanted to say something.

After a farce came to an end, Murong Xun regained his identity as Yayuan, and then he let go of Si Yumin, bowed his hands respectfully and apologized, "This young master has suffered!"

Si Yumin smiled.

……

The night was dark, and occasionally there were a few crickets outside the house.

Pingle Courtyard.

Si Yumin reached out and stroked the gauze on Bai Mo's neck, a look of distress flashed in his eyes, "Does it not hurt? Were you not afraid that he would kill you by mistake?"

Bai Mo smiled helplessly: "I've said it all, my neck is just a skin trauma, it's just my grandmother and dad who are nervous. It doesn't hurt at all now, this bandaging is exaggerated!"

Si Yumin's eyes were dark.

"Why do you want to help Murong Xun? Do you know each other?" There was no doubt in his tone, obviously he was sure that she knew Murong Xun.

Bai Mo smiled and said: "This Murong Xun is a very talented person, we have helped him now, and if you take him under your command in the future, he can help you!"

Hee hee, now they have done Murong Xun a great favor, and it must be easy to win him over!

"Could it be a precognitive dream again?" Si Yumin asked.

Bai Mo nodded.

Si Yumin was silent.

In the past few months, the little girl has provided him with reliable information time and time again, and even his people could not find out those information at the beginning.

When she arrived in Qiuwei, she predicted the exam questions and the list of the top six.

All of this, she said was a prophetic dream.But he always felt that it was not that simple.

It's just that if the little girl doesn't say anything, he doesn't ask.

His bony fingers gently scratched her neck, and his voice was cold: "Next time, don't take risks for me!!"

Bai Mo shrank his neck, someone seemed to be angry again.

She said awkwardly, "I didn't take the initiative to take the risk, he caught me right away, and I was dumbfounded at the time."

Si Yumin looked indifferent: "Anyway, don't!"

Bai Mo had no choice but to appease him, "Oh, yes!"

The next day, when Bai Mo woke up to take a shower, the maid Yan Chun brought a freshly released Hanjing tabloid.

"Girl! Girl!" Yan Chun's voice was very excited, "Look, you are on Hanjing tabloids!"

Yan Chun said, showing her the Hanjing tabloid.

Her portrait actually took up half of the page!

The title is: The general's prostitute's daughter surprises the deer and the eagle at the feast.

Keywords in the main text The valuable Liuxian skirt, the amazing talent and chuiwan ball skills, the ingenious "Deer Ming"...

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And the baby doesn’t know, let’s say it again, there were newspapers in the Song Dynasty, both official and unofficial, the Song Dynasty was really a dynasty of gods, ah, there is no curfew, and the nightlife is more exciting than ours!ah ah

(End of this chapter)