Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

The competition venue is located in Taolitai of Songshan Academy, which is a circular three-story building with an area of ​​nearly 10,000 square meters, which is very spacious.

The venue was filled with students from various colleges. Those sitting at the back could only see a few sesame seeds in front of them, but they were still excited and enthusiastic.

Two competitions had just concluded: the Interpretation of Classics and the History of History. Qu Haoyue took first and third place respectively.

He looked around but still couldn't find his beloved. His head drooped silently again, his mood even more desolate than the bleak autumn wind.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Look! Prince Qin and his wife are here!"

Qu Haoyue suddenly raised his head and looked towards the entrance. Two figures were walking slowly towards them hand in hand from a distance.

The scene was boiling for a moment but suddenly stopped because they saw a beautiful view that they would never forget.

Blue dresses rippled through the crowd like rolling waves. A few butterflies flitted lightly in the sunlight, their graceful figures like willows swaying in the spring breeze, graceful and charming.

Even though she was wearing a veil, it did not affect everyone's assessment of the Crown Prince's Consort's beauty.

Countless pairs of eyes were glued to Ruan Chuyin with intense passion. The presence of the once most talented scholar in Songshan was automatically reduced to the lowest level at this moment. Only his mentor, Cai Daru, remembered to call out, "Guanzhi, it's been a long time since we last saw you at the academy. Come and sit here."

Cai Lei excitedly waved to Ruan Chuyin and shouted to her father, "Dad, we have plenty of room here!"

Are there enough seats? Wang Yumei glanced around suspiciously. The seats were already full, and she immediately felt a pang of dismay.

But just as he raised his eyebrows, the crowd quickly began to move. The creaking sounds of people shuffling and shifting echoed one after another, and they managed to clear a considerable space in the already crowded space.

Wang Yumei rubbed her eyes in disbelief and shouted excitedly, "Yes! We have plenty of space here!"

"Stop messing around!" Cai Zhiyuan gave them a stern warning look. Ruan Chuyin was not only the Crown Prince's Consort now, but also the Crown Princess! How could she sit with all those people?

"Teacher, it's okay. Hatsune and I will sit there." Qin Guanzhi recognized the three golden flowers and accepted their invitation with a faint smile.

Ruan Chuyin excitedly cast an extremely gratified look at her husband, and gently stroked the palm of his big hand with her fingertips twice, almost igniting his restless heart on the spot.

Just as the two of them sat down, a very infectious voice came from the second floor.

"How about Prince Qin and his wife come sit here with me?"

The voice sounded familiar. Ruan Chuyin looked up. Who else could that dark figure be but Lu Yinnian, the crown prince of Beiyue Kingdom?

Today, he was still dressed in a dark brocade robe, embroidered with slender orchid leaves in a bright black thread. Under the faint golden glow, they shone like obsidian, exuding an air of nobility. His long, half-tied hair was held in the middle by a white jade crown. This crown, shaped like petals, was adorned with elegant imperial green hairpins on either side.

There was another person standing behind him. His face could not be seen clearly in the dark, but he was very tall, probably half a finger taller than Lu Yinnian.

Qin Guanzhi had met Prince Beiyue at a palace banquet three years ago. Now that he had been personally invited, he was afraid it would be difficult to refuse such an honor, so he turned his attention to his beloved wife.

Ruan Chuyin understood immediately and gently squeezed his fingers. Qin Guanzhi then pulled her towards Lu Yinnian and bowed slightly, saying, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."

The three golden flowers looked at their friend disappointedly as he walked upstairs, and their impression of Lu Yinnian instantly deteriorated by three points.

The students who had finally made room were furious but dared not speak, their teeth itching with rage. Just as the beauty was about to take her seat, someone suddenly appeared, acting like a Cheng Yaojin, and even the movement of moving the table and chairs back became ferocious.

"Be gentle! Don't you see what day it is? You're being so reckless!" Cai Zhiyuan glared at the group of students, his eyes filled with a warning. With so many people here today, the academy's reputation is paramount. How could they be so presumptuous?

As soon as the words fell, these young people instantly became cautious and did not dare to complain at all, for fear that the dean would be unhappy and double the difficulty of the window course for next month.

I remember one day last winter when a fierce wind and torrential rain blew, and nearly thirty students were late for class. This angered him so much that he tripled the difficulty of the window class. Of the 540 students in the academy, only 120 barely passed. Furthermore, he responsibly mailed each student's parents a glowing red report card. From then on, unless sick, no student dared to be late, rain or shine.

Qu Haoyue's gaze followed his beloved, and he felt a strange mixture of joy and sadness. He was happy because his beloved had him in her heart, having kept her promise. He was sad because she had brought Qin Guanzhi with her, making him feel even more hopeless.

With the host's loud shout, the third round of competition officially began.

This round of test is arithmetic.

There are eight questions in total, one from each of the eight major academies, and all must be answered within half an incense stick.

As the blank test papers were handed to the eight students, everyone present became nervous, especially the teachers and students of Songshan Academy. Because there were only four rounds in this competition, this one was crucial.

In the Lanyue Pavilion, four pairs of eyes showed different colors.

Qin Guanzhi stared at the silver-haired man beside Lu Yinnian and fell into a brief contemplation.

His appearance was dazzling. He wore a rare, purplish-purple robe, with silver thread trimming the lapels and cuffs. The sea of ​​clouds pattern on the robe was vast and majestic, making him look very dignified and unfathomable.

After coming back to his senses, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he smiled faintly and said, "Master Zhou, I have long admired you."

Ruan Chuyin was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized who Qin Guanzhi was talking about. She remembered that at the palace banquet, Sun Wanning had said that her mentor was Zhou Ziyi, the Imperial Preceptor of Beiyue.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt as if a banished immortal had descended to earth in front of me. Before I could see his face clearly, I nervously looked away.

There is a kind of person whose charming charm, like the rosy clouds and jade reflection, cannot be concealed even if they cover their face and only show one finger, or just stand there.

Now, as she greeted him along with her husband, she looked up at him openly.

When their eyes met, everything fell silent.

Beautiful silver hair cascaded down his shoulders, curled slightly at the ends, exuding a gentle aura. In the sunlight, each strand shone with a faint, clear glow, like a galaxy reflected in it, dazzling enough to eclipse everything around him. He was remarkably tall, indeed half an inch taller than Lu Yinnian, and by eyeballs, he must have been no less than 1.9 meters. Judging from his posture alone, his imposing demeanor surpassed that of most men, not to mention his peerless beauty.

Ruan Chuyin didn't know how to describe this beauty. Of all the men she'd ever seen, the most handsome were Wei Shizhang and Lu Yinnian. But this Beiyue Imperial Master was twice as beautiful as them. She feared she would never see a more beautiful man in her lifetime. Perhaps this was simply God's favor. Even if such a beauty were transformed into a woman, she would still feel inferior.

Zhou Ziyi raised his chin slightly and replied with a faint smile, "I have long admired the name of Prince Qin. And also - the Crown Princess. I have heard Your Highness mention your amazing performance at the palace banquet many times before. It's a pity that I was delayed that time and was unable to see the Crown Princess's grace. What a pity."

His eyes shone with a thousand charms, a smile that could captivate a city, another that could captivate an entire nation. Ruan Chuyin felt as if the sky were falling as a peerlessly handsome man greeted her politely. She was obsessed with looks, a serious one. Zhou Ziyi's allure was so immense that her silence only made the Imperial Master's lips curl even higher.

Qin Guanzhi's slender fingertips poked her little hand hard, and Ruan Chuyin immediately came back to her senses. She said modestly, "Master, you are too kind."

Lu Yinnian looked at those lively and beautiful eyes and suggested itchingly, "This is the second time I've met the Crown Princess. It would be too awkward to wear the veil again. Why not take it off?"