The Prime Minister's Wife Is The Richest Woman

From time to time, Ji Mingyan would come to add food to it, and all kinds of good medicinal materials would be stuffed into the horse’s mouth at no cost.

Just as the carriage was about to arrive outside the Examination Hall, Wu Wei’an, who had been fiddling all the time, finally got it done. He looked in the mirror with satisfaction, raised his head and asked: “What do you think, Yun Niang?”

Ji Yunxi retracted her gaze on the map, looked at him, and was speechless for a while.

However, her mentality was very strong so she returned to normal very quickly, and commented: “It’s good. It’s a pity that you are not an actor.”

Wu Wei’an said with a smile while tidying up the rouge and powder: “Thank you for your praise, Yun Niang.”

As soon as the voice fell, the carriage stopped.

Wu Weining raised his head just as he was about to get out of the carriage, but when he turned his head and saw his Eldest Brother’s new appearance, he almost let slip the book in his hand.

Alright. His Eldest Brother is about to start again.

With his eyes looking at his own nose, and his own nose pointing at his own heart, Wu Weining jumped out of the carriage first and saw the two older brothers of the Ji family, who had arrived long ago, coming this way.

Ji Mingshuang walked slowly in the back, while Ji Mingyan dashed in the front.

Ji Mingyan rushed directly into the carriage, reached out and lifted the curtain, then looked at Wu Wei’an inside.

Ji Mingyan held back the greeting he wanted to say. He stared at him with widened eyes and only said after a few seconds: “Brother-in-law! What’s wrong with you?! How did you become like this?! Are you sick??!!”

Ji Yunxi pursed her lips and covered her ears with her hands.

Wu Wei’an subconsciously looked at her behind him and raised his lips slightly. Then he turned his head and replied with an extremely weak look: “Sixth brother, I am fine.”

The tone was light and floating, as if in the next second, his soul would return to its root and float into heaven.

Ji Mingyan watched his Brother-in-law getting off the carriage slowly and looked at his grayish-blue face and also the greenish-blue under his eyes. He is very worried: “But you don’t look like you are fine. Where do you feel uncomfortable? Come on, let me check it for you.” As he spoke, he was about to check his Brother-in-law’s pulse.

Wu Wei’an dodged and waited for Ji Yunxi to get off the carriage. He stood timidly next to her and said softly: “Sixth brother, I am fine.”

When they were talking, Ji Mingshuang also arrived.

He looked at Wu Wei’an in surprise: “You… How did you become like this?”

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These days, Ji Mingshuang himself is also preparing for the Spring Imperial Examination. Unlike his Sixth Brother and Third Sister, he hasn’t seen his unpleasant future Brother-in-law for some time already. Unexpectedly, this Brother-in-law actually turns into this appearance that seems like he is about to die.

Ji Mingyan couldn’t figure it out even more. Clearly, when he saw his Brother-in-law yesterday, the other party was still fine. His face was ruddy and he was in good spirits.

How can he become like this after he has not seen him for just one night?

Wu Weining, one of the insiders, coughed and after he thought about it, he felt that it would be better for him to lower his head and continue reading his book.

Ji Yunxi, the second insider, glanced at the person by her side, then shook her head slightly and motioned to the maidservant behind her.

Wan Xiang and Baofu gave the prepared examination supplies to Ji Mingshuang, Wu Wei’an and Wu Weining respectively.

Inside are all fine brushes and inks, as well as towels and other daily necessities. There are not many things, just enough to fill a bamboo basket.

As a result, when Wu Wei’an took it, his whole body trembled, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

Baofu never concealed her expression, and there is an immediate expression of ‘What to do? The future husband of their Third Miss is a waste who can’t carry anything on his shoulders and can’t lift anything with his hands’ on her face.

Ji Mingshuang and Wu Weining, who are also carrying a bamboo basket in their hands, twitched the corners of their mouths.

Ji Mingyan looked worried and volunteered: “Brother-in-law, come here. Let Sixth Brother bring it for you.”

With that, without waiting for the consent of his Brother-in-law, he grabbed it on his own.