Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

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

Mo Fengying was fifth after Song Ci. She stepped forward and was blindfolded. Her expression did not change. She was obviously very confident in the exam.

Twenty medicinal materials were presented to Mo Fengying one after another. Mo Fengying's performance was comparable to that of Song Ci. Without much hesitation, she accurately stated the name of each medicinal material, as well as their growth habits and effects.

The assessment lasted until ten o'clock and ended at ten o'clock. During the entire examination, only Song Ci and Mo Fengying spoke out the names of each medicinal herb in full. Some of them performed well and could name seventeen or eight kinds of medicinal materials.

The results will not be announced until tomorrow morning. After the exam, all the candidates went downstairs in a hurry. After going downstairs, many foreign students began to sigh and say goodbye to their companions who had been with them for two or three days.

Song Ci stood behind, watching them exchange business cards with a smile and making an appointment to meet again next time. She couldn't help but curl her lips.

These people are the real doctors. If they fail, they fail. They can accept their failures calmly, face their own shortcomings, and continue to absorb knowledge. They are much more upright and upright than these ghosts from the Mo family.

When they found out that the exam was over, all the assistants walked out of the nearby lounge.

Song Fei looked among the crowd and didn't see Song Ci.

Where are people?

She took a few steps inside and saw Song Ci. Song Ci was surrounded by young people from the Mo family asking questions. Song Fei got closer and heard them all praising Song Ci for his outstanding performance tonight.

Hearing this, Song Fei couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips.

Bravo.

Song Fei called to Song Ci: "Song Fei." It felt quite strange to call her own name.

Song Ci was stunned for a moment before realizing that Song Fei was calling him. She quickly said goodbye to her peers from the Mo family and walked towards Song Fei, "I should have passed the test." Song Ci's tone sounded calm, but her eyes looked grim.

Song Fei raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Great job!"

The two sisters returned to the dormitory building with their companions and sat on the cable car. Song Ci sighed: "Tomorrow morning, we will probably be the only ones left in our dormitory building."

"No one else passed?"

"Perhaps No. 12 can pass." After the exam, Song Ci chatted with Uncle No. 12 for a few words and learned that the uncle's family had been practicing Chinese medicine for five generations. He had studied Chinese medicine with his father since he was a child and had some knowledge of smell and taste. The basis of medicine.

Song Fei asked her: "What exactly is the test?"

Song Ci told Song Fei what happened in the examination room. After listening to it, Song Fei's expression was also solemn. "Fortunately, I'm not participating in the competition. My performance may be similar to No. 1."

Song Ci held her forehead with her hands and sighed: "After all, I am the one who bears everything."

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

They were very enthusiastic when they saw the Song Ci sisters. "Teacher Song Fei!"

Song Fei subconsciously stopped, while Song Ci continued walking forward as if she was deaf. After taking two steps, she was pulled back by Song Fei, who called her: "Song Fei, I'm calling you."

Song Ci even forgot that he was now taking the exam in Song Fei's place.

Realizing that someone was calling her, Song Ci quickly stopped, put on a cold face, and glanced at the people in the building with her naturally aura-filled eyes.

Seeing that they were all packing their things, Song Ci said, "You're starting to pack your luggage before the results are out? Let's wait until the results are announced tomorrow morning."

After hearing Song Fei's words, everyone started talking about it——

"Hey, I may have answered two or three of the twenty medicinal materials correctly. Why don't you pack your bags and wait for the Mo family to drive us away tomorrow?"

"I'm so embarrassed. God knows why I pulled out a star grass, and after eating it, I can see the stars clearly in the sky." Wang Zhigang felt that his old face was completely humiliated, and he couldn't help but cover it with his palms. Face, no face to face Jiangdong's elders.

Some people also said: "Since I can't pass the test anyway, I might as well pack my things earlier."

"Teacher Song Fei, you are really powerful. You don't even know that when you said the names of those medicinal materials easily, the Mo family members looked at you with surprise and admiration. You really gave us these Foreign students are blushing!"

"As soon as I get out of Mo's house and get to a place with internet, I have to post about this."

Song Ci performed very well in the exam hall. She blushed for the foreign students and also slapped the Mo students in the face. Song Ci couldn't help but her cheeks turned red and her ears felt hot as she accepted the compliments from everyone.

The two sisters returned to the room. Song Ci patted her face with cold water, stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, and said, "Listening to their praise, I feel like I am a master of traditional Chinese medicine."

Song Fei: "You are the boss."

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

"oh."

After Song Ci took a shower, she saw Song Fei putting on a warm coat. Song Fei said: "They said the network signal over Beishan is good. I'm going to stay there for an hour to deal with some things. What about you? Are you going to rest or come with me?"

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

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

The two sisters found a small square and sat down on a 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 helped a venture capital company build an APP. The price is not low."

Song Ci didn't understand that, so she turned on her phone. The night was very cold, and my breath sprayed on the cold mobile phone, and a layer of mist immediately formed.

Song Ci wiped the matte face and found that her phone was on. She quickly made a video call to Han Zhan.

Song Ci was not at home, and Han Zhan lived a very regular life, falling asleep before ten o'clock every night. Han Zhan was asleep when he received a call from Song Ci. He quickly got up, leaned against the bed and looked at Song Ci's face through the phone.

Finding that Song Ci was not smiling, Han Zhan felt strange, "Ci Bao, are you in a bad mood or have you been wronged in the Mo family? Why don't you smile when you see me?"

Song Ci has been playing Song Fei for the past two days and has become accustomed to putting away her smile. Hearing this, she smiled sweetly and called through her mobile phone: "Brother Han Zhan~"

Han Zhan's heart trembled, and he almost thought Song Ci had a seizure. "What to do?" Han Zhan held back his laughter, stood up, picked up the tea cup, and poured himself a cup of warm water.

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

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

Han Zhan drank the water without putting down the thermos cup. He stroked the cup with both hands boredly and chatted with Song Ci. "How's it going? Are you happy in the Mo clan?"

Song Ci was worried that the walls had ears, so she didn't tell Han Zhan the details. She said, "Let's chat while typing."

Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and agreed.

After hanging up the video call, Song Ci edited the events of the past few days into text and sent it to Han Zhan. He also sent the video recorded by Song Fei to Han Zhan.

Han Zhan was dumbfounded when he learned that Song Ci had taken the assessment instead of Song Fei.

Unexpectedly, his porcelain treasure is not only a master of violin, but also a master of traditional Chinese medicine.

After watching the video, Han Zhan called Song Ci's video again.

Song Ci connected to the video and heard Han Zhan praising herself, "Marrying into my Han family and eating the Han family's rice for three or four years, you are getting better and better at bragging."

Song Ci covered her mouth and snickered.

She missed her daughters a little.

"Where's Miaomiao Junjun?"

"Sleep."

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

Han Zhan told her: "Don't mention those two skinny monkeys. They had a fight today. Even though Han Jun was so thin, he pressed Han Miao to the ground and bit him. There is still a tooth mark on Miaomiao's face."

Song Ci was taken aback, "Why did they start fighting?"

"Miaomiao is very handy. Junjun finally put together the Brachiosaurus puzzle, but Miaomiao disrupted it. Junjun couldn't hold it back and bit her sister." After Han Zhan returned home, he watched the children fight. The surveillance footage was quite funny in retrospect.

Song Ci also felt helpless when she learned that Miaomiao was beaten because of her poor hands. "Is the bite serious?"

"It'll be fine in two days."

Han Zhan told Song Ci more interesting stories about Han Miao and Han Jun. His mouth became dry and he took another sip of water. After talking to the children, Song Ci told Han Zhan the things about Nangong Xian and the ancestors of the Mo family.

After hearing the story of Nangongxian and Mo Liansheng, Han Zhan turned on his computer and looked up Nangongxian. After discovering something interesting, Han Zhan edited the literature into a document.

He said to Song Ci: "I have compiled a piece of information related to Nangong Xian here, and I found some interesting things. I will send it to your email. You can download it to your phone first and then read it when you get back to the dormitory."

Song Ci: "Okay."

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

Song Ci asked her: "Why don't you chat with 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 is used to staying in the bureau and working overtime. Something to do.

There are many people during the day, so Yan Jiang will find a place with many people to relax for a while.

Song Ci also knew about Yan Jiang's illness. She said worriedly: "If this continues, Yan Jiang's body will be unable to bear it."

"There is no way. His grandmother's death left such a deep shadow in his heart that it cannot be erased." The influence of the original family on a child lasts a lifetime.

Song Fei turned off the computer and walked with Song Ci towards the cable car entrance with her notes in her arms, but bumped into two people halfway.

Those were Mo Suixin, the head of the Mo family, and Mo Yang, his wife.

Song Ci subconsciously put on Song Fei's expression, stood in front of Song Fei, and greeted the Mo couple. "Master Mo, Mrs. Mo, it's so late and you haven't rested yet?"

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

Song Ci boldly asked: "How big a gift is it? Can you give me a Fengchun Pill?"

Mo Suixin was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "You are really a lion." However, it was Song Ci's lion's mouth that revealed the frivolity befitting her age.

Mo Suixin did not find out how Song Ci knew about Fengchun Pills. He pointed at Song Ci's face with a smile and promised: "If you can get the first place, I will give you a Fengchun Pill!"

Song Ci raised the corners of her lips coldly and arrogantly, "I will try my best to defeat Ling Qianjin and get first place."

"Okay, okay, young man, I like your temper!"

However, Mrs. Mo noticed Song Ci's assistant holding a laptop. She suddenly realized and said, "You guys are still up so late. Is there no internet in Dongshan?"

Song Fei nodded, "No."

Mrs. Mo turned to Mo Suixin and said, "Suixin, the exam answers will be announced tomorrow morning. I'm afraid the dormitory building over at Dongshan will be empty. I think it's better to let Song Fei and the remaining candidates move out." Come to Beishan. There is Internet here, but young people nowadays don’t have Internet, but they are very bored.”

"Okay, let's do it." Mo Suixin obviously loved his wife very much and agreed without thinking about it.

Song Ci and Song Fei were both overjoyed, "Thank you, Mrs. Mo."

After a brief chat, Song Ci and Song Fei said goodbye 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 to clear up suspicion?"

Song Ci nodded, "Well, probably no medicine man would take the initiative to ask for something like Fengchun Pills from the Mo family." As medicine men, they wanted to destroy all Fengchun Pills before they would be willing to do so, so why would they care about it? What about that kind of thing?

Song Fei nodded, "That's right."

Song Fei looked at Song Ci's side face and couldn't help feeling a little emotional. During the eight years she slept, Song Ci really grew up. Song Ci was obviously a heartless guy when he was a child, but now he has become quite sophisticated.

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

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

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

Song Ci curled her lips and smiled.

The cold wind had been blowing outside for an hour, and both of them were extremely cold. After returning to the house, they filled a basin with hot water to warm their feet, and then lay down directly.

Song Ci opened the email that Han Zhan had sent her earlier and found that he had compiled some information about Nangong Xian and the research documents on Nangong Xian by later archaeologists.

According to the literature, Nangongxian was extremely beautiful. If not for being so brave and good at fighting, she was a capable warrior and would have been more suitable to be placed at the border to defend her family and country. The emperor wanted to accept her as his queen.

According to unofficial records, the prince admired Nangongxian very much, but the country was in turmoil at that time, so Nangongxian could only put his personal love aside. Analysts also said that the reason why the emperor never established a queen in his life was because he had General Nangong in his heart.

Nangongxian was very good at shooting. He once won the championship in the royal hunting ground by killing two birds with one stone.

There are many things related to Nangongxian recorded in the literature. The authenticity is unknown, but at the end of the email, there is a restored picture of an ancient painting. That picture was discovered by archaeologists from the burial objects of the Emperor that were published six hundred years ago. The person in the picture is Nangong Xian, who was painted by the Emperor himself.

The person in the painting is not wearing armor, but is wearing a light purple skirt, with a bow and arrow on his shoulder. That picture was restored into a high-definition picture by experts, and it was 60-70% similar to Song Ci!

Han Zhan left a message in the document jokingly saying: Could it be that the porcelain treasure is the reincarnation of Nangong Xian?

Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry. If she was the reincarnation of Nangong Xian, then Han Zhan would be the emperor who ate her heart and regained his life! Maybe she was reborn in her previous life because the emperor's prayer to his sweetheart before his death came true!

After all, the emperor did not establish a queen until his death. There was no prince at his knees when he died, and the princes were all adopted!

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

Song Fei opened the bed and got up, quickly changed her clothes, and went out to find out. After a while, Song Fei came back and told Song Ci: "The exam results were announced. As you expected, 28 of the thirty foreign students were eliminated, and the other two Mo students were also eliminated. Among our batch , except for you, only number 12 remains."