Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

The twists and turns that day caused by the "husband" mentioned by Lin Chao's friend seemed to be just a small ripple on the water caused by the breeze. Within a few days, calm was restored.

They both calmed themselves down and acted as if nothing had happened.

Lin Chao truly regards Zhu Lerong as a family member, and Zhu Lerong has "convinced" herself that she has no other thoughts about Lin Chao after spending many years together.

How could I have any other ideas?

Zhu Lerong thought: I am not the type of person who would take the initiative to like someone. Even if I get married in the future, it will definitely be my future wife who admires me first.

During the two years, they lived a quiet and leisurely life, occasionally having conflicts due to their different thoughts and behaviors, but they would be reconciled and resolved soon.

Sometimes, Zhu Lerong sat in the yard, feeling the warm sunshine and cool breeze, and time seemed to stand still.

He thought he had forgotten everything and had taken root here.

But when the new emperor ascended the throne and issued a general amnesty, as well as the news that the imperial examination would be held that year, Zhu Lerong knew: No, he had not forgotten.

Two years of quiet life did not erase his desire to avenge his mother and father. He was just waiting, waiting for an opportunity to succeed.

Coincidentally, when the results of the provincial examination were announced and the news that Meng Ziye, who had passed the examination and became a scholar not long ago, was on the list again spread back to the village, Zhu Lerong knew: the opportunity had come.

Tonglin Village is much busier than usual today.

Speaking of big news, the seventh prince's ascension to the throne a few days ago was truly big news.

But for the villagers who either spend their days farming or studying the daily necessities of life, this news would not attract their attention as much as if someone had lost two chicks.

Therefore, today’s excitement is naturally not the result of the villagers’ delayed reaction finally catching up with the pace of the people in the capital.

"Wow, did you hear that? The village chief's family has been setting off firecrackers for a long time today."

"Everyone can hear this. If it's your opinion, we should set off firecrackers. It's a great thing to bring honor to our family."

"Who says it's not true? It's true that a tiger mother will have a dog daughter. Sister Meng learned to read and became the head of our village. Ziye must have inherited her mother's knowledge to be so well-educated."

"It's not enough for this girl Ziyi to pass the examination for a scholar, she actually passed the examination for a juren, wow."

Someone made a sound that was not sure whether it was envy or jealousy, and his eyes were red with soreness.

Some people were very proud of themselves, as if they were the ones who passed the imperial examination.

"I've long seen that Ziyi is different from us. As the saying goes, a phoenix among men."

But it was soon dismantled.

"Really? Then why do I remember you clearly saying that the girl from the Meng family thinks she is superior because she has read a little bit of books. She is indeed different from ordinary people like you who are down-to-earth."

The man stammered, "Why, what's wrong? She is just different from us, I am not wrong. As for what I said before, I didn't say that, don't talk nonsense."

The person who spoke was so angry that his face turned red. He covered his face with his sleeves, turned and left the crowd, leaving everyone laughing.

Meng Ziye, the protagonist of everyone's discussion, passed behind them with his head slightly raised, looking a little proud, a little complacent, and indeed a little superior.

But now, in the eyes of everyone in Tonglin Village, what is this? This is Wenquxing, a juren girl, and an official.

Arrogant, as I should be.

Meng Ziye was surrounded by sounds of congratulations, but she was not surprised. She just nodded lightly without pausing for a moment, as if she felt that these things were not worth wasting her time.

But when she heard the voice calling her from behind, Meng Ziye stopped and even turned around eagerly to look at the other person.

She even straightened her newly made blue gown to make herself look more refined and more in line with the aesthetics of a young gentleman.