Mingde Women's Hospital, Yuan Chuyao has never been here once in her two lives.

To put it simply, she hadn't been to any of the colleges.

Walking on the path of the women's courtyard full of youth, she suddenly felt that she still had too little knowledge.

You can't go to school, but you still have to walk around.

The architecture alone is worth seeing.

Different from the traditional buildings, the style here is brighter, less heavy, and novel.

Often strange things will give people strange feelings.

The building in the women's courtyard is not like this, but looks inexplicably relaxed and comfortable, and it is just right.

Then there is the clothing in the women's courtyard, light but not vulgar, like a light that can be carried at any time to carry a gun, easy to cut, and fine materials.

Dark green as the base, silver dark lines, pure black belt.

The little girls walked with the wind, sassy and heroic.

This is not the side of the family education, Yuan Chuyao not only received the education of the traditional family nobles of her grandmother and grandmother, but also the fierce side of the military general's family, walking in the women's courtyard, it is a unique scenery.

"It's such a fun place, and I want to come to school when I see it. Yuan Chuyao raised his head slightly and looked at the military flag that belonged to Southern Xia, the influence of Emperor Taizong was really everywhere.

The military flag hanging in the academy is a scenery that has never been seen in other dynasties.

Perhaps, going to school at the academy is not just about gilding.

It seems that she took it for granted.

Princess Qingyue smiled mysteriously: "If you come to class, you may be able to discover the wonders of this place, it is really unforgettable, and you want to die." ”

When she first arrived, she really lingered, as she knew more and more words, the things she learned gradually deepened, and the schoolwork was so heavy that she wanted to die, die and live.

Yuan Chuyao was thoughtful and didn't respond, it was impossible to be here all the time, but he could still come occasionally to listen.

Auditing is not a formal student, and not everyone can come.

Yuan Chuyao plans to watch the game of Haoran Academy before making a decision, and it is said that Haoran Academy can also listen to it.

Next, after Princess Qingyue introduced many good places to Yuan Chuyao, Yuan Chuyao really realized what it means to linger.

It is not only to teach piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also to teach swimming, and there are also rules for exercising, and shooting is also a compulsory project.

After talking for a long time, Princess Qingyue's mouth was a little dry, and she proposed, "Do you want to come to my residence to have a look?"

Yuan Chuyao nodded: "Okay." ”

I thought I would see a small but exquisite residence, but when she saw a single small room, there was no tea room in the air, and it was not even as big as her study, she was completely stunned.

"It's really small. She couldn't help but complain.

Princess Qingyue was waiting for this: "When I first came, I thought that you Nanxia deliberately neglected me, until the doctor told me that this place is used for me to live temporarily, and another house for me to live in outside, if you don't like it, you can pick one, I don't think it should be intentional." ”

She later found out that she had set a precedent for having a single room, and she was given special treatment.

Some others are for three people and some are for two people.

Most of the time she still lives in the house arranged for her, and after having friends, she learns to tidy up the house by herself after being mentioned by friends, and the things that were originally piled up gradually decreased, and the single room gradually becomes tidy and bright.

Otherwise, she couldn't see the crowded scene at the beginning, and it was only when she came here that she realized that there were many things that a person could not use.

There are uniforms in the college, if you don't go out, four sets of identical uniforms are worn back and forth, and you don't need to worry about whether it looks good or not, because everyone is the same.

Yuan Chuyao walked back and forth, although the room was a little small, but there were a lot of furnishings, but she had never seen it.

She pointed to the shelves, "What are these?"

Princess Qingyue looked at the pocket-sized cow, "That is a wooden ox flowing horse, it is said that it is made according to the normal size, which can hold about 400 catties of grain, which can be used to transport things." ”

Next, she explained many things to Yuan Chuyao, most of which were recorded in the books that Yuan Chuyao had read.

"The women's hospital still teaches these things?" Yuan Chuyao expressed surprise.

Princess Qingyue shook her head: "This is not something taught here in the Women's Academy, it is a small object that I brought over to Haoran Academy, I think it is interesting, and I often go over to observe their classes." ”

In addition to these things, there were many things that she couldn't even read, and things she had never seen before.

Originally, she came to pass the time and wait for the time to go home, but she didn't expect it to be so interesting here, and she didn't want to go back too early.

Thinking of going back, she subconsciously remembered the news she sent, and couldn't help sighing, "My mother's child is gone." ”

The topic changed too quickly, Yuan Chuyao was still holding a thing in his hand to watch, he paused when he heard the words, carefully put the things away, and then sighed lightly: "Is your mother okay?"

Whether it is giving birth to a child or having a child gone, it is a big harm to women.

Not only physically, but also mentally.

Princess Qingyue sneered: "She also wrote back to reprimand me angrily, saying that I was alarmist, biased, and even afraid that someone would harm my brother, so she took people back in advance." ”

Yuan Chuyao patted her on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

"But there are good things, Mo Wudaunt died. "After so long, Princess Qingyue's mood has long been adjusted, and when it comes to good things, her tone is obviously much more excited.

Yuan Chuyao was surprised, "I don't know if it's your good brother's hand, or Xu Lian's hand." ”

In the past and present life, some things have the same result, and the process may still be different.

Princess Qingyue thought for a moment, "It should be Xu Lianshu, it is said that there is black blood at the scene." ”

Black blood, easily reminiscent of poison.

"However, there were no people at the scene, no body of Mo Wuxing. Princess Qingyue pursed her lips, there is no corpse, in the end it is still a hidden worry, who knows if it will suddenly come back to life.

"Then how are you sure he's dead?" Yuan Chuyao felt that if Xu Lianshu made a move, his grinding and chirping temperament would probably be kept for a while and then killed.

Especially she always felt that between Xu Lianshu and Mo Wuxing, there were still suspicious points that could not be clarified, Xu Lianshu had escaped for many years, and he must have expected the person who was chasing him, plus his master died suddenly, although only Xu Lianshu was present at the scene, some people thought he was a murderer, and some people would definitely think that he was not a murderer.

Although Xu Lianshu is the son of a wicked man, his master's affection must still be able to sway some people.

If he wants to find out who the murderer is, he must go back.

Whether it's learning something from someone else, or going back to the scene and asking someone some questions.