Tong Guifei wants to rely on Yongle's favor to push the hundred Li Yongshu that Mao has not grown Qi to the position of Prince. It is a dream at all!

Put down the tea cup, the prince Bai Li Yongning took a glance at Yongle without trace, and continued to be arrogant, but never let down his kindness Oh.

Baili Yongning and Baili Yongle between this undercurrent turbulent, even if Mu Yun Jian has noticed, and she also has little to do with.

No matter which one of them, she is their royal uncle's milk, not biting her!

The seventh question, the eighth question, the Mu Yun is wins continuously, this simply lets everybody some not believe!!

But this time even No. 90 couldn't find any words. After all, both of them were so far away. Unless Mu Yunji was a thousand li eye or had deep internal power, he could see the answer on his desk.

But these obviously Mu Yun are not!

What's more, even though their seats are so far apart, the answer on the 90th is still covered in an envelope.

Mu Yun if you can plagiarize in this way, it is really a ghost!!

Since it is not plagiarism, it is difficult to do these questions Mu Yun can not do it? Don't say that No. 90 does not believe, that is, the people who eat melons do not believe it!

"Well, it's just luck." No. 90 hum a, see Mu Yun's eyes full of disdain, "there are two questions, have the ability to continue to cover."

Again 90 look, Mu Yun, these two questions can do right is to play guess, guess right!

It has nothing to do with strength, it's just luck!

Mu Yun heard the meaning of 90, but then what? He picked his eyebrows and threw him a corner of the eye. "Even if it's right, how about it? Don't you know that sometimes luck is a kind of strength!"

Luck is also a kind of strength??

Pooh!

No. 90 has never heard of this bandit theory in his life.

"The ninth question, the sound of rain and rain at night in the spring dawn by Mu Yuxi, what is the next sentence?"

"One:

" two: how many flowers fall. "

"Three"

Mu Yundi rubs his eyebrows. I don't know what to say. "Chunxiao" is actually made by Mu Yundi. It's really I don't know how Meng Haoran feels.

He picked up the pen, drew a circle on it, and handed the letter paper to the students of the Imperial College.

This topic, of course, there is no dispute, Mu Yuxi's poetry, the same family sisters who do not know the truth.

If you change to the former Mu Yun, the real poem is not known at all!

After all, a partial courtyard and Mu house are two worlds.

Mu Yuxi took a look at Mu Yun, and saw that she was not planning to bird her appearance. He felt a faint sigh of relief in his heart.

"Well, shit luck." No. 90 really felt that Mu Yunxi was lucky. He copied the four questions in front of him, and the remaining six questions were made by Mu Yuxi.

It seems that the victory or defeat between them is in the last question!

If Mu Yun is right again, isn't Zhao Wen of the same grade with the straw bag?! How can this work!

Therefore, this last question, not only he was nervous, but also the melon eating people were very concerned.

"Miss, you can do it." The nurse clenched her fist.

Ye Qing looked at her firm expression. It was a black line in her head. Although she didn't want to admit it, Mu Yun, who was also a straw bag, was able to walk here in the competition. She was really surprised.

Where is the self-confidence of Muyun's nurse? Do you believe that Muyun will win in the end?

This confidence should not be too juicy!

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