The examination hall doors were open, with soldiers still on duty outside.
Zhou Jihai, appearing mature beyond his years, walked among the crowd, yet only regained his childlike demeanor upon reaching Li Xuan's side.
"Brother, how did the exam go?" he asked eagerly.
Li Xuan replied casually, "It was alright. How about you, Jihai?"
Zhou Jihai seemed quite confident and also said, "It was alright."
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That evening, Li Xuan returned to Green Willow Pavilion, and upon seeing Rose, who was dressed in a "style reminiscent of the Inca Princess," he felt his scalp tingle slightly.
The petite maid in purple had a small circle of peacock feathers in her black hair, looking from a distance like a crown of feathers.
Li Xuan couldn't help but purse his lips and lowered his head. Although he was cautious at heart, Rose's appearance was still quite amusing.
"Don't laugh, sir!" Rose ran up, playfully patting Li Xuan's arm, then pouted and said, "I'm so worried."
