The next class in the Dan pharmacy class is the medicine class, and the medicine class in the second year is very lively. Mo Yao, Nangong Yurou, and Dou Ruhua all came to join in the fun, and Mingyue found that there were many new female disciples, and even Jiang Yiyi came to class.

Jiang Yiyi still looked arrogant with no one in her eyes, and seeing Mingyue was like seeing air, Mingyue had no friendship with her, so she naturally didn't take her to heart. Jiang Yiyi is extremely attentive to Murong Yiwen's class, and the reason for this is said to be because Murong Yiwen is the new medical teacher in his second year.

Murong Yiwen is tall, handsome, fair-skinned, and always gives people the appearance of a gentle and elegant son, and is said to be the dream lover of many young girls.

This medicine class, like the previous ones, is also a wild collection of herbs, which belongs to the outdoor teaching mode. The assistant teacher came over and brought the disciples of the academy to the herbal medicine cultivation base of the Shushan Immortal Gate.

The herb cultivation base covers a large area, spread over several hills, and all kinds of rare medicinal species can be found here. Most of the common medicinal materials used in the Yaomen and Danmen basically come from here. Mingyue even saw immortal-level medicinal materials such as thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng here.

This class requires the disciples of the academy to collect medicinal herbs ranging from one hundred to three hundred years. After the teaching assistant explained the basics of collection, the characteristics of herbs, and their efficacy, the disciples began to collect herbs as required. Mingyue noticed that many female disciples were wearing delicate makeup, their hair was combed and shiny, and the fragrance on their bodies was gusting, so that Mingyue and Nangong Yurou kept sneezing, and Mingyue had to pull Nangong Yurou to avoid collecting herbs from a farther place.

"Alas, these women are crazy." Nangong Yurou sighed: "It's a pity that the falling flowers are intentionally ruthless." ”

"Look at that Jiang Yiyi, every time I see Murong Yiwen, I look like a spring heart." Nangong Yurou pointed to Jiang Yiyi, who was constantly looking forward to it, and whispered: "Look at her snarky and mean appearance, it is estimated that Senior Brother Murong doesn't look down on this person." ”

Mingyue carefully observed Jiang Yiyi's appearance, and found that her chin was pointed and her two thin lips were indeed a bit like Nangong Yurou said, so she couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Hurry up and pick herbs, big sister, be careful that the number is not enough to be punished." ”

The two of them chatted while picking herbs, and they didn't feel that tired.

Nangong Yurou smiled evilly, and teased in the tone of Senior Brother Murong Yiwen: "Senior Sister Mingyue, this herb is picked like this. It doesn't hurt the herbs and it doesn't hurt your hands. ”

"See if I don't tear your mouth apart." Mingyue pounced on her teeth and claws, hugged Nangong Yurou, and tickled her armpits.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't, I won't dare to Mingyue in the future." Nangong Yurou gasped and smiled, almost lying on the ground.

Not to be outdone, Mingyue learned from Nangong Yurou and said in a soft voice: "Senior Brother Qiao, is this sword style like this?" Can you teach me? After speaking, she looked at Nangong Yurou and looked like a little fan girl.

"You, you dead girl, see if I don't tear your mouth apart." Nangong Yurou ran over and twisted Mingyue's mouth in a huff.

In the distance, a person walked towards them, dressed in white, with a tall posture, looking handsome and chic, which attracted the exclamations of countless girls. The two suddenly paused, exchanged glances with each other, and Mingyue's pretty face suddenly collapsed.

"Haha, Senior Brother Murong is here again. Sister Mingyue, you can ask for more blessings. Nangong Yurou pointed at Murong Yiwen who came over, and hid to the side with a "whoosh".

Mingyue lowered her head and pretended not to see Murong Yiwen coming over. She heard many women screaming with excitement when they saw Murong Yiwen.

"God, that's so handsome." A girl shouted with pink stars in her eyes: "Xiaoyu, help me take a look, are my eyebrows painted beautifully?" ”

"Hurry up and help me tidy up my skirt, I want to show it to Senior Brother Murong in the most beautiful posture." A girl threw away the herbs, quickly stood up and tidied up her clothes, and deliberately took a few steps forward, just blocking Murong Yiwen's way.

Jiang Yiyi deliberately rubbed to the intersection close to Murong Yiwen's arrival, and looked at the direction where Murong Yiwen came while picking herbs.

Mingyue lowered her body as low as possible, hid in a corner where the herbs were luxuriant, and squatted, shrinking herself into a lush herb, for fear of being seen by Murong Yiwen.

Mingyue looked at Nangong Yurou, Yurou grimaced at her, and disappeared in a flash, Mingyue hated her teeth so much.

Murong Yiwen walked straight in the direction where Mingyue was hiding without squinting, and he didn't look at the female disciples who were looking at him at all, let alone Jiang Yiyi, but walked straight to Mingyue's side.

Murong Yiwen's pleasant voice sounded behind Mingyue: "Senior Sister Mingyue, hurry up to the side to pick medicine, it's too hot in the grass, be careful of heat stroke." ”

Mingyue turned around helplessly, bowed deeply to Murong Yiwen and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Murong." ”

Murong Yiwen carefully looked at the girl in front of her, the girl was petite and slender, although she was still young, she was convex and concave, her facial features were delicate and beautiful, lined with crystal white skin, moonlit gowns, among the flowers and grasses, she was even more immortal, pure and sweet, as if the fairy who came out of the painting, the flowers were eclipsed, she was so young and so good, she didn't know how dazzling she would become when she grew up.

Murong Yiwen sighed in his heart: "It really deserves to be a stunning beauty that is rare in a thousand years." ”

He looked at her as if admiring a beautiful painting. She only felt that the girl in front of her was shy, and she was indescribably delicate and moving.

For a moment, he felt his heart stir and a sweet and sour feeling, for the first time in more than 20 years, he had this kind of heart-pounding feeling, and he knew that it was the taste of love.

Murong Yiwen took a step forward and walked in front of Mingyue, smiling brighter and brighter: "Senior Sister Mingyue, is there anything else you don't understand about this kind of herbal knowledge?" ”

"No, thank you, Senior Brother Murong." Mingyue lowered her head slightly, Murong Yiwen stood very close to her, she felt a little nervous, and couldn't help but take a step back.

Murong Yiwen said softly: "Mingyue, come here, I'll take you to see the Yao Grass that is more than five hundred years old." Not everyone has the opportunity to see high-end fairy grass. ”

Mingyue thought for a while and asked, "Senior Brother Murong, the other disciples haven't gotten there, so I'm going, isn't it good?" ”

Murong Yiwen said confidently: "It's okay, Senior Sister Mingyue is proficient in medical skills, and she is so different, it is also appropriate for the medical sect to pay attention to it and give special guidance." ”

Mingyue was extremely reluctant to go, but he was a teacher, and he was a disciple of the academy, so he might enter the medicine gate in the future, and when he was dealing with him, it didn't seem good to refuse directly. She had no choice but to slowly swallow and follow him, endure the envious and jealous eyes of countless girls, and walk towards another herb garden where no one was around.

She saw Jiang Yiyi staring at this side tightly, her eyes full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Mingyue peeked around as she walked, and kept slandering in her heart, why didn't Nangong Yurou come to the rescue? This dead girl, she will definitely stop helping her in the next written test.

Mingyue followed Murong Yiwen and finally arrived at the medicine field. Murong Yiwen stood on the edge of the medicine field with his hands behind his back, telling Mingyue about the various medicinal herbs and their characteristics that had been more than five hundred years old. When Mingyue heard this, she felt that Murong Yiwen was still quite talented and learned, and all kinds of pharmaceutical knowledge were at his fingertips, such as a few treasures, and he really deserved to be the first disciple of the inner sect of the medicine sect, and he couldn't help but be full of admiration for him, and he also felt a lot more pleasing to the eye when he looked at Murong Yiwen.

Murong Yiwen was in a happy mood when he saw Mingyue showing an admiring expression, so he naturally took Mingyue's hand and said, "Senior Sister Mingyue, let's go over there and have a look, the herb varieties over there are even rarer." ”

Mingyue was held by him, her body stiffened for no reason, she struggled but did not withdraw her hand. Mingyue looked at the hands held by the two in embarrassment, and then looked at Murong Yiwen in embarrassment.

Murong Yiwen looked at her with his signature gentle smile, and a pair of big hands held her small hands tightly, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this.

The air froze a little, and the awkward atmosphere crept in, and Mingyue felt that the hand he was holding became extremely stiff.

"Mingyue, Mingyue, where are you?" Nangong Yurou rushed over, her pretty face was flushed, and Mingyue was suddenly happy in her heart.

"Mingyue, you're here, I'm so uncomfortable, ouch!" As soon as Nangong Yurou ran in front of Mingyue, she rolled her eyes and fainted on Mingyue.

Mingyue took the opportunity to pull out the hand that was held by Murong Yiwen, hugged Nangong Yurou, and pretended to be very anxious and shouted: "Yurou, Yurou, what's wrong with you?" ”

Murong Yiwen came over to help Nangong Yurou, and when he saw Nangong Yurou's eyelashes incitement, he knew that this guy was making trouble again.

"Senior Brother Murong, look." Mingyue pretended to check Yurou's pulse, stroked her chest and pinched Nangong Yurou to wake her up, and said helplessly: "Yurou seems to be suffering from a little heat stroke, I'll help her go to the side to rest first." As he spoke, he picked up Yurou, who was pretending to be dizzy, and slowly walked back to the place where there were many disciples, and found a flat place to sit down.

Murong Yiwen's words choked in his throat, looking at the distant shadow, his heart was sweet and melancholy. Nangong Yurou has used this trick many times, even if he is a fool, he understands the meaning. Every time he approached Mingyue, Nangong Yurou would run over to make trouble, and he seized every opportunity to get close to Mingyue, and a clear-eyed person could see his mind at a glance. However, Senior Sister Mingyue has always been like a detached person from him, looking ignorant and ignorant.

Senior Sister Mingyue should be fourteen years old this year, right? A woman of this age can already marry a woman, and it's not too late to pursue her yourself, right? It's normal for girls to be shy, so be sure to find an opportunity to bring it up. For the first time, his heart was filled with sweet bitterness.

With Murong Yiwen's medical attainments, he didn't actually have to teach in the second year, and Murong Yiwen applied to teach in the second year because of Mingyue.

The first time he came to teach, it caused the female disciples in the medical class to scream, and some of the female disciples even fainted with happiness. However, Murong Yiwen only had Mingyue in his eyes.

What Mingyue didn't know was that Murong Yiwen came to teach in the second-level class entirely for her.

In fact, when Murong Yiwen saw Mingyue for the first time, he just thought that she was pure and beautiful, simple and natural, and he was not tempted by her. It's just that I met by chance in the academy once, and suddenly my heart was pounding, and I never forgot her again.