Xiao Yuqing's Pain (1)

Time elapsed.

Under everyone's scornful gazes, Zhong Ling'er stopped writing and calmly walked toward the middle-aged man on the tall platform. The entire venue quieted down with her action.

Long Yuan's brows furrowed, and he ordered a eunuch to accept her paper. The eunuch walked up as ordered and carefully held the paper, which was still wet with ink, as he walked to several old men.

In the venue, besides the Emperor and Noble Consort who dictated the whole competition, there was also the group of examiners formed by the Empires' imperial physicians. These imperial physicians' reputation spread far and wide, so there was nothing better than having them act as the examiners.

One of the old men accepted the paper and lightly skimmed it, but this glance alone caused astonishment to appear in his eyes.

"Quickly, come and take a look." The elderly man's expression was immensely shocked.