Madam Lu was startled by the intense look Zhou Xuennian gave her.
"Husband, why are you looking at me like that?" It was unsettling.
Madam Lu dodged Zhou Xuennian's fervent gaze, feeling a sense of unease.
However, Zhou Xuennian suddenly took her hand in his and said urgently, "Zhen Zhu, whether or not I can pass the examination and become a scholar this time depends entirely on you."
Madam Lu was taken aback and tried to pull her hand back, but part of her was reluctant to do so; she allowed him to hold it half-heartedly and scolded, "How can it all depend on me to pass the examination for a scholar when I can't take it for you?"
She looked down at her husband's hand, which was long and handsome, fitting for a man who wrote for a living.