Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The order of the assessment was not based on the code, it was disrupted. After Song Ci, three or four foreign students participated in the assessment, but the results were all regrettable.

Mo Fengying was fifth after Song Ci. She stepped forward, blindfolded, her expression remained the same, obviously she was extremely confident in the exam.

Twenty medicinal materials were presented to Mo Fengying in turn. Mo Fengying's performance was comparable to Song porcelain. Without hesitation, he accurately stated the name of each medicinal material, as well as their growth habits and functions.

The assessment lasted until ten o'clock and ended. During the entire test, only Song Ci and Mo Fengying spoke out the name of each medicinal material completely. Some of them performed well, and they could tell the names of 17 or 8 medicinal materials.

The results will not be announced until tomorrow morning. After the exam, all the candidates went downstairs. Many foreign students started to sigh when they got downstairs, and bid farewell to their companions who had been with them for a short time.

Song Ci stood behind, watching them exchange business cards with a smile, and made an appointment to meet again next time. He couldn't help but hooked his lips.

These people are the real healers. If they fail, they will fail. They can accept their failures, face their own shortcomings, and continue to absorb knowledge. They are much more open and upright than the ghosts of the Mo family.

When the exam was over, all the assistants walked out from the lounge next to him.

Song Fei looked in the crowd, but did not see Song Ci.

People?

She walked a few steps inside before she saw Song Ci. Song Ci was surrounded by the young people of the Mo family and asked questions. Song Fei approached and heard that they all praised Song Ci's outstanding performance tonight.

Hearing this, Song Fei's lips twitched.

Good job.

Song Fei shouted at Song Ci: "Song Fei." Calling his own name felt strange.

Song Ci was stunned, only to realize that Song Fei was calling himself. She hurriedly bid farewell to the Mo family peers, and walked towards Song Fei, "I should have passed the test." Song Ci sounded calm, but her eyes looked sore.

Song Fei raised her hand and rubbed it on her head, "Good job!"

The sisters took their companions back to the dormitory building and sat on the cable car. Song Ci said with emotion: "Tomorrow morning, in our dormitory building, it is estimated that there will be only two of us left."

"None else passed?"

"May be able to pass on the 12th." After the exam, Song Ci chatted with Uncle 12 and learned that the five generations of people in his uncle's family were Chinese medicine practitioners. He has been studying Chinese medicine with his father since he was a child and has some sense of smell. The basis of medicine.

Song Fei asked her, "What exactly did she take the test?"

Song Ci told Song Fei what happened in the examination room, and Song Fei's expression was also very solemn after listening. "Fortunately, it was not me who went to the competition. My performance may be similar to that of No. 1."

Song Ci held his forehead with his hand and sighed, "After all, I alone will bear everything."

When he arrived at the dormitory building, Song Ci found that many people were packing their luggage. It seemed that they had packed their things and were leaving at dawn tomorrow.

Seeing Sister Song Ci, they were very enthusiastic. "Teacher Song Fei!"

Song Fei stopped subconsciously, while Song Ci continued to move forward as if she was deaf. After two steps, she was held by Song Fei again, and Song Fei called her: "Song Fei, what do you call you."

Song Ci has forgotten that he is now taking the exam for Song Fei.

Realizing that someone was calling himself, Song Ci hurriedly stopped, with a cold face, and glanced at these people in the building with those natural aura eyes.

Finding that they were all packing things, Song Ci said, "I started packing before the results come out? Or wait for the results to be announced tomorrow morning."

Hearing Song Fei's words, everyone talked in a rush-

"Hey, for 20 medicinal materials, I might have answered two or three correctly, without packing up, waiting for the Mo family to catch us tomorrow?"

"I lost my face. God knows why I pulled out a stargrass, and I can see the stars in the sky after the **** stargrass..." Wang Zhigang felt that an old face was lost and couldn't help but use it. Covering his face with his palm, he facelessly faced Jiang Dong's father.

Others said: "I can't pass the test anyway, it's better to pack things up earlier."

"Teacher Song Fei, you are really amazing, you don't know. When you easily said the names of those medicinal materials, the eyes of those Mo people looked at you, that was quite surprised and admired. You really gave us this The foreign student's face rose!"

"Waiting out of this Mo family, as soon as I get to a place with internet access, I have to post this matter again."

Song Ci's performance in the exam hall was very good. She raised her face for foreign students and also slapped those Mo students in the face. Song Ci accepted the compliments from everyone, and her cheeks were red and her ears were hot.

The sisters went back to the room, Song Ci patted her cheek with cold water, sticking out her tongue embarrassedly, and said, "Listening to them, I feel like a big Chinese medicine doctor."

Song Fei: "You are a big brother."

Song Fei turned on her computer and she had a business to do on the Internet. Finding that there is no internet in the accommodation building, Song Fei said, "I'll go out and ask to see where there is internet."

"Oh."

After Song Ci took a bath, she saw Song Fei putting on her warm jacket. Song Fei said: "They said that Beishan has a good network signal. I'm going to stay there for an hour and deal with some things. How about you? Rest or go with me?"

Song Ci checked the time, it was late, but she didn't worry about leaving Song Fei alone. Song Ci also put on the down jacket, took out his mobile phone, followed Song Fei down the stairs, and took the cable car to Beishan.

Beishan is where the family head Mo and Mo Fengying live.

The sisters found a small square and sat down on the stone bench. Song Fei turned on the computer and started her work. Song Ci asked her: "What are you doing?"

Song Fei: "I took a new job and built an APP for a venture capitalist's salary. The price is not low."

Song Ci didn't understand those, she turned on the phone. The night was very cold, and my breath was sprayed on the cold cell phone, and a layer of mist immediately rose.

Song Ci wiped the matte surface and found that the phone was turned on, so she quickly played a video to Han Zhan.

Song Ci is not at home and Han Zhan leads a very regular life, falling asleep before ten o'clock every night. Han Zhan was asleep, and received Song Ci's call. He quickly got up, leaning on the head of the bed, and looking at Song Ci's face through the phone.

Finding that Song Ci was not smiling, Han Zhan felt strange, "Cibao, is it in a bad mood or was wronged in Mo's house? Why didn't you laugh when you saw me?"

Song Ci has played Song Fei for the past two days and is used to putting away his smile. Hearing this, she smiled busy and yelled through the phone: "Brother Han Zhan~"

Han Zhan's heart trembled, almost thinking that Song Ci had a convulsion. "What do you do?" Han Zhan held back a smile, got up and picked up the tea cup, and poured himself a cup of warm water.

When Han Zhan drank water, the phone was placed on the potted plant on the table and pointed at himself. When he drank water, his Adam's apple was trembling up and down, which was very sexy.

Song Ci silently moved his eyes away, unable to stand the stimulation.

Han Zhan drank the water and didn't put down the thermos cup, so he stroked the cup with both hands bored, chatting with Song Ci. "How is it, are you happy with the Mo?"

Song Ci was worried that the wall might have ears, so she didn't elaborate on the details with Han Zhan. She said, "We are typing and chatting."

Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and agreed.

After hanging up the video call, Song Ci edited what happened these days and sent it to Han Zhan, and also sent the video recorded by Song Fei to Han Zhan.

When Han Zhan learned that Song Ci had participated in the assessment in place of Song Fei, he felt ridiculous.

I didn't see that his porcelain treasure was not only a master violinist, but also a big Chinese medicine doctor.

After Han Zhan watched the video, he dialed Song Ci's video again.

Song Ci connected to the video and heard Han Zhan praise herself, "Married into my Han family, and eaten rice from the Han family for three or four years. Your mouth is more and more bragging."

Song Ci snickered while covering her mouth.

She missed her daughters a bit.

"Where is Miao Miao Junjun?"

"Sleep."

"Then don't look at them, so as not to wake them up." Song Ci missed her heart when she couldn't see her daughters.

Han Zhan told her, "Don't mention the two skin monkeys. They fought today. Don't look at Han Jun's skinny, they actually bit Han Miao on the ground. Miao Miao still has a tooth mark on her face."

Song Ci was taken aback, "Why did you fight?"

"Miaomiao has a cheap hand, Junjun finally finished the brachiosaurus puzzle, and was disrupted by Miaomiao. Junjun couldn't help but bit her sister." Han Zhan returned home and watched the children fight In retrospect, I think the monitoring screen is quite funny.

Knowing that it was Miaomiao who was beaten by her own hands, Song Ci was also a little helpless. "Do you bite badly?"

"It will be fine in two days."

Han Zhan told Song Ci more interesting facts about Han Miao and Han Jun. They were dry and drank another sip of water. After talking about the children, Song Ci then told Han Zhan about Nangongxian and the ancestors of the Mo family.

Hearing the story of Nangongxian and Mo Liansheng, Han Zhan turned on the computer and inquired about Nangongxian. After discovering some interesting things, Han Zhan edited those documents into documents.

He told Song Ci: "I have compiled a piece of information related to Nangongxian here, and I found some interesting things. I sent it to your mailbox, you download it to your phone first, and then you will read it when you return to the dormitory."

Song Ci: "Okay."

As soon as Song Ci received the mailbox, he heard Song Fei say: "It's done, go back."

Song Ci asked her, "Don't you talk to Brother Jiang for a while?"

Song Fei said: "He must be working overtime in the bureau." Yan Jiang's insomnia is still not cured. Song Fei is not at home, and Yan Jiang usually doesn't go home. He habitually stays in the bureau and works overtime. Something to do.

During the day when there are many people, Yan Jiang will find someone to squint for a while.

Song Ci also knew about Yan Jiang's illness. She said anxiously: "If this continues, Yan Jiang's body will be overwhelmed."

"No way, his grandmother's death left a deep shadow in his heart, which can't be erased." The influence of the native family on a child is a lifetime.

Song Fei turned off the computer and walked with Song Ci to the cableway entrance with his notes, but ran into two people halfway through.

It was Mo Xunxin and his wife Mo Yang, the head of the Mo family.

Song Ci subconsciously changed Song Fei's expression, stood in front of Song Fei, and greeted the Mo family couple. "Patriarch Mo, Madam Mo, it's so late, haven't you rested yet?"

"It's Song Fei and Song Ci." Mo Suixin saw that Song Ci's expression was kind and loving. He said, "I just went to my father to sit for a while and talked about some things before coming back. I heard you were in the examination room today. You performed very well, Song Fei, I am very optimistic about you. When you enter the top three, I will give you a big gift!"

Song Ci asked boldly: "What a gift? Can you give me a Fengchun Wan?"

Mo Suixin was stunned, and then laughed, "You really are a lion's mouth." However, it was Song Ci's lion's mouth that revealed the frivolousness that fits her age.

Mo Suixin didn't track down how Song Ci knew about Fengchun Wan. He smiled and pointed at Song Ci's face and promised: "If you can get the first place, I will give you a Fengchun Wan!"

Song Ci curled his lips arrogantly, "I will try my best to defeat Ling Qianjin and get the first place."

"Well, young man, I like your temper!"

But Madam Mo noticed that Song Ci’s assistant was holding the laptop, and she suddenly realized, “You haven’t slept so late. Is there no internet in Dongshan?”

Song Fei nodded, "No."

Madam Mo leaned over and said to Mo Suixin, "XiXi, the test answer will be announced tomorrow morning. The dormitory on Dongshan will be empty. I think it is better to let Song Fei and the rest of the candidates move. Come to Beishan. There is an internet here. Nowadays young people don't have an internet, but it is very boring."

"Okay, just do it." Mo Suixin obviously spoiled his wife, and without thinking about it, he agreed.

Song Ci and Song Fei are both happy, "Thank you Mrs. Mo."

After a brief chat, Song Ci and Song Fei bid farewell to Mo Suixin and his wife. Sitting on the cable car, Song Fei asked Song Ci: "Did you deliberately mention Fengchun Wan in front of Mo Suixin, do you want to clear the suspicion?"

Song Ci nodded, "Well, there probably isn't a medicine person who would take the initiative to ask for something like Fengchun pills from the Mo family." As medicine people, they are willing to destroy all the Fengchun pills, so why are they worried? What about that kind of thing?

Song Fei nodded, "That's it."

Song Fei looked at Song Ci's profile and couldn't help feeling a little bit. During the eight years she was asleep, Song Ci really grew up. When she was a child, Song Ci was a heartless guy, and now she has become quite deep.

Thinking of this, Song Fei felt a little distressed about Song Ci. She raised her hand and patted Song Ci's head gently, full of love.

Song Ci looked at her suspiciously, and couldn't help asking, "Suddenly so gentle?"

Song Fei: "I just feel that I want to hurt you."

Song Ci smiled with her lips folded.

There was a cold wind for an hour outside, and both of them were extremely cold. After returning to the house, they used a pot of hot water to soak their feet and lie down directly.

Song Ci opened the email previously sent to her by Han Zhan and found that all he had compiled was some information about Nangongxian, as well as later archaeologists' research documents on Nangongxian.

According to the literature, Nangongxian is extremely beautiful, if it is not because he is too brave and good at fighting, he is a capable warrior, and is more suitable to be placed at the border to defend his family and the country. When the emperor wants to take her as the queen.

According to the records of wild history, the prince admired Nangongxian very much, but at the time the country was turbulent, Nangongxian could only put his personal love aside. It was also analyzed that the emperor did not stand for the rest of his life because he had a Nangong general in his heart.

Nangongxian is very good at shooting. He once killed two birds with one stone in the royal hunting ground and won the championship.

The literature records many things related to Nangongxian. The true or false is unknown, but at the end of the email, there is a restored picture of an ancient painting. The picture was discovered by archaeologists from the funeral of the emperor six hundred years ago. The person in the picture is the Nangong fairy painted by the emperor himself.

The person in the painting does not wear armor, but wears a light purple dress with a bow and arrow on his shoulders. That picture was restored by experts and turned into a high-definition picture, which is actually similar to Song Ci!

Han Zhan left a message in the file jokingly: Is it possible that the porcelain treasure is the reincarnation of Nangongxian?

Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry. If she was the reincarnation of Nangongxian, then Han Zhan was the emperor who had eaten her heart and reborn! Maybe she can be reborn in the last life, it means that the power of prayer to the sweetheart of the emperor before his death has been fulfilled!

After all, the emperor did not have an immediate queen until he died, and there was no prince under his knees when he died. The princes were all adopted!

Early the next morning, Song Ci woke up and heard the noise downstairs.

Song Fei lifted the bed to get up, quickly changed his clothes, and went out to find out. After a while, Song Fei came back. She told Song Ci: "The results of the exam were announced. As you might expect, 30 foreign students were eliminated, 28 students were eliminated, and the other two Mo students were eliminated. Among our group Except for you, only number 12 is left."