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The moon phase is actually a delicate daughter!

Among the ten sons, the handsome young man who followed Yue Sanren all day long, with a thin figure and never left an inch, was actually a woman disguised as a man to enter the Bodhi Academy! And none of these comrades and siblings who got along with her day and night found out.

Jiang Manlou looked at the petite figure that was fading away, and his face was full of incredulity.

He looked at Li Xingyun in surprise, thinking that it was normal for this nerd to not be able to see the clue with his eyesight, but he had already cultivated a pair of discerning eyes that could recognize real gold and jade in the flowers, and sometimes he didn't even need to judge with his eyes, he only needed his nose to sniff out the difference from the flowers all over the mountains.

How long ago was this when he was so proud of his prowess in the moon phase?

Jiang Manlou couldn't help but start to doubt himself.

Compared with Jiang Manlou's doubts, Li Xingyun's expressions and performance after learning about his daughter during the moon phase period were obviously much calmer.

This peace does not mean that there is not the slightest ebb and flow in the heart.

For example, Chongyang, who was silent under the black robe, had a slight ripple in his heart.

For a long time, everyone gets along with each other day and night, and it is inevitable that there will be some inadvertent embarrassing past that will be recalled in memory, especially when I think that the moon phase is actually my daughter's body, Chongyang's cold cheeks under the black robe feel a little hot.

Fortunately, he had a wide coat and hat, and neither Li Xingyun nor Jiang Manlou could see his expression at this moment, otherwise Jiang Manlou's chattering guy would definitely be enough to make fun of him.

Compared with the slight waves in Chongyang's heart, the calm of scholar Li Xingyun comes from a heartfelt gratitude for those two backs. This kind of thanksgiving is called honesty, and although it is a parting, it is not too late.

……

Whether it's ten miles or a hundred miles, just like the three people of the month said, there is never a banquet in the world that never disperses, to put it bluntly, it's just the difference between morning and evening.

Seeing the figures of the Yue brothers and sisters disappearing from sight, Jiang Manlou, Li Xingyun and the others returned to the academy without saying a word, and returned to the Bodhi Academy, which became calm and even lonely with the arrival of spring.

The academy is still full of books, and the fragrance of books is permeated.

The academy is still bright and bright, and the peach blossoms are flying.

The academy is still a young student...... However, the vitality and breath of the academy no longer seem to be related to them.

In the days when Luo Changfeng fainted, in the days when Xue'er was recuperating, in the days when there was no Ling'er, no separation, no Yue brothers and Jun Zeyu.

Li Xingyun practiced as always.

Jiang Manlou, as always, waited in the purple bamboo forest outside the Forgetful River, waiting for his comrades lying in the icy and snowy world to wake up.

Until one day, Nancy Han left.

Until one day, Shen Tianxin left.

Until Chongyang silently came to the lake behind the purple bamboo forest to say goodbye to the night......

So once in the prime of life, he was known as the best ten sons among the freshmen of the academy, but in this spring season, there are only two left.

Jiang Manlou and Li Xingyun.

They are like the left-behind people of the ten sons, staying in the memories of the past, waiting for the waiting people to wake up, waiting for the waiting people to return!

……

Spring is slipping away, spring is flying.

When the east wind entered the academy, the wind was very warm with a hint of sunshine, which made people sleepy.

On a warm, quiet and peaceful night, the spring breeze blew and the spring rain fell into the academy and into the dreams of the sleepers.

The continuous rain lines in the dream gathered at some point and became raindrops the size of beans and flew down from the corners of the eaves, causing a spring thunder and waking up the dreamers in the Bodhi Garden.

With a tired look and hazy eyes, the sleeper looked up at the dim sky outside the window and was slightly stunned.

After the rain, the sky was clear, and there was a sound of frogs outside the window.

The sound of frogs is in your ears.

The sleeper suddenly remembered the grassy pond outside the window.

The grass pond is full of frogs, and it turns out that it is summer.

Cher wakes up!

Xue'er, who cut half of her heart to save Luo Changfeng, finally woke up after sleeping for three months under the careful conditioning of Dean Zhuang.

Cher dragged her groggy head and lifted the futon.

There was a faint sharp pain in his chest.

Her cheeks, which were pale and painfully illuminated by the lamp, were covered with crystal jade beads, which were cold sweats from pain.

Her little hands gripped the futon tightly, and she bit the corners of her lip in agony.

Cher no longer dared to act easily.

After a long time, she tried to open her eyes gently, and her tightly knit brow gradually unfolded.

Her gaze fell on the pillow on the edge of the bed.

There, there was a stack of letters.

It was Dean Zhuang's letter stacked next to her pillow in the past three months.

That's Xue'er's family letter! A family letter from the Dayan Empire!

What made Xue'er a little puzzled was that the name on the book was not her father Yan Bailou, nor was it Yan Nanfei, the Nine Emperor Brother who loved her the most.

The letter was signed by Yan Beichuan.

Cher held the letter in her hand and muttered the three words in her mouth.

……

The Great Yan Empire has nine sons and one daughter under the knee of the Emperor Yan Bailou, Yan Ningxue is the youngest princess, and this Yan Beichuan is the oldest prince among the many brothers.

Yan Beichuan is the eldest son of the justifiable Great Yan Emperor.

In the eyes of hundreds of people in the Great Yan Empire, in the eyes of the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty of the Great Yan Empire, and in the eyes of the relatives of the royal family surnamed Yan, this eldest son of the Great Yan Emperor is the best candidate to succeed to the supreme position of the Great Yan Empire sooner or later.

In other words, Yan Beichuan is the prince of the Great Yan Empire!

It's just that Yan Beichuan, the eldest son of the emperor of the Great Yan Empire, who has been repairing countless books to the academy for three consecutive months to comfort Xue'er's injury, is now not in the Bailoumen, the capital of the Great Yan Empire, or even in the vast and boundless territory of the Great Yan Empire.

Yan Beichuan walked out of the vast territory ruled by the Great Yan Empire, and leisurely and contentedly strolled through the bustling streets of the capital of Dongshengzhou, the neighboring seven states of the Great Yan Empire, in search of a pearl.

After secretly mobilizing Yan Lingwei to secretly explore, it was only after several months of secret investigation that he obtained a bead with some clues, a very precious and rare Creation Mixed Yuan Bead.

It is said that this bead comes from a picture, a picture called the Creation and Transformation Mixed Yuan.

Yan Beichuan knew that the Creation and Transformation Mixed Yuan Diagram was an incomplete diagram.

A picture that is broken into seven parts, the same as the picture of the mountains and rivers of Sheji, which appeared three years ago.

Yan Beichuan, who disguised himself as a foreigner from Dongshengzhou, took two Yan Lingwei with him and came to a treasure attic.

He was stopped in front of the attic, and was abruptly and unsuspectingly stopped by a scholar with a blown-up complexion and a delicate air hidden between his eyebrows.

He knew at a glance that this was a young woman who disguised herself as a man and was of noble origin.

In this capital of Dongsheng Prefecture, there are not many young women who can have such a temperament, and the pearl of the Wanyan family in Dongsheng Prefecture is definitely one of them.

He had already guessed who it was.

He was slightly surprised.

Did you leak your whereabouts?

He glanced indifferently at the two Yan Lingwei beside him.

"Hearing that the eldest son of the emperor passed through my realm, Wushuang specially prepared some thin wine to greet him, and I hope that the imperial brother of Beichuan can move a little and let Wushuang fulfill the friendship of the landlord. ”