Chapter 17: A Journey to the Library Pavilion
The soldiers in front of the Scripture Pavilion were stunned for a moment when they saw it, and then took the initiative to let them go. The soldiers in the general's mansion are still quite sincere, and they don't hide their surprise when they see her, even if she has never been here before, there is no need to be so obvious.
She walked in, the three floors were full of scriptures, she seemed to have returned to the days of self-study in the library, looking at the guide, the third floor was pharmacology, she quickly ran up the stairs, and shook twice in front of the bookshelf, not unimpressed.
Especially for a person like her, who has studied medicine for many years, and her heart itches when she sees all kinds of novel books.
She thought, how can I get these removed? She can't seem to stay here all day.
"Xi Nian, do you have a way to move them all?"
"It's not impossible." Typical sell-off tone.
"So what?"
Ye Qingli asked bluntly.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and a tall man appeared in front of him, with bronze skin, smooth facial lines, unable to find a single flaw, his pupils were reddish gold, and there was light circulating in them. Ye Qingli's eyes narrowed and widened again. "Are you...... Western years? ”
He seemed surprised by her look: "Hmm."
This kind of beauty has never been seen even in a previous life. She lamented that although she was reluctant to admit it, it was true.
He took off the ring on his index finger and slowly put it on her hand, the golden vine-shaped ring, suddenly tightened, and put it firmly on her hand.
His voice was low: "This is my devouring space, put what you want, it's not a problem."
Ye Qingli pointed to the rows of books and was surprised: "...... So much, too, no problem? ”
He nodded.
She felt like she needed to digest it.
"So, how much can it be?" It's best to ask clearly.
"It's still okay to put the entire Wuling country in. It's a virtual space-time, so the space is created, and you can think of it as a warehouse. Rotate it and the space will open. ”
His deep voice rang out, and she nodded, seeing Xi Nian's soul gathering slowly dissipate.
One does not do two endlessly, one word, pretend! Next, Ye Qingli devoted himself to the process of crazy book loading. In a short period of time, dozens of rows of bookshelves were swept away and empty.
She smiled unkindly and contentedly.