The gong rang and the race officially started.

The two people in the group need to stand in the left and right queues, line up in order, and accept the master's question.

Before parting, Gu Nuoer gently held Ye Siming's slender knuckles with her small hands.

"Brother Siming, it doesn't matter if your answer is wrong, it's over after a while, you go and wait for me under the tree over there!"

Yesiming lowered his head, looked at the big round black eyes of the little guy, and nodded lightly.

"Good."

The two line up in their respective teams.

The masters asked very quickly, because there were not many questions for each group, there were five in total.

When it was the turn of the person in front of Gu Nuoer, she listened quietly.

It's nothing more than "what book do you like to read", "favorite poem" or "favorite color".

The person in front is probably a temporary acquaintance with the team members, and can't answer a few questions.

In the end, I had to leave in chagrin.

Gu Nuoer watched him and his team members moan together.

"Princess, it's your turn." The Master's call made the little man look away.

Gu Nuoer obediently shouted, "Hello, Master."

The master is smiling, and his gray beard is slightly warped.

"Your Highness, the question is about to begin."

The master looked at the question written on the top, and suddenly his face stiffened, hesitant.

Gu Nuoer is puzzled: "Mr. Master, what's the matter?"

The master raised his head, and was a little confused: "I am afraid that this question involves a little bit of internal privacy. If the princess does not want to answer, it is understandable."

The little guy blinked his round eyes: "Tell me first."

"Have you ever had a moment of adversity with each other?"

Gu Nuoer frowned and smiled: "What kind of secret is this? Brother Siming diligently protects me, of course!"

Master nodded.

He secretly thought, fortunately, the little princess treats people kindly.

If you encounter an unreasonable one, I am afraid you will be unhappy!

Next question.

The Master asked again: "What kind of characters does he usually practice?"

Gu Nuo'er froze for a moment.

In her mind, she didn't seem to have seen Brother Siming practicing copybooks much.

The little guy reached out and scratched his face.

She thought for a moment, before hesitatingly said: "It should be my name~"

Before, she once went to Baifu to play.

Brother Siming was not in the house, Gu Nuoer entered his house.

On the desk, I found him practicing handwriting with his name.

At that time, the calligraphy that was written on the whole sheet of rice paper also gradually changed from unrestrained and wild cursive.

Now his handwriting is strong and unyielding.

It's just that Gu Nuoer doesn't know if he still practices calligraphy with his own name.

Master was not surprised to hear this answer.

After all, Yongye Hou was ordered to take care of the princess.

It is reasonable to know the name of Her Royal Highness.

The next few questions were all about what books they read and what poems they read.

But when it was the last question, the master asked, "Who does the other party like the most?"

Gu Nuo'er's little eyebrows wrinkled completely.

The round little white face is full of hard thinking.

Who does Brother Siming like…

Uncle Bai? Aunt Bai?

Or little fox mud?

Why does she feel that Ye Siming doesn't like anyone!

And over there, Ye Siming is also facing this problem.

He thought about it.

There are too many people who like little things.

In addition to the parents, and all the concubines in the harem.

There is also the eldest prince who ranks as the twenty-eighth prince, all of whom are her good brothers.