"Speaking of which, are you sure? Do you really want to enter Qingyun Academy to be a student there?"

The person who spoke should be a teenager, and his tone sounded very casual, but for some reason, the originally plain voice added a bit of envy and helplessness to the place.

"Yes, although when I came out of the house, they just told me that I must be admitted to the Wufeng Academy, but listening to what you said about that academy so well, if I can become a student there, it should be easier to become a disciple of the Wufeng Academy. ”

It was a young girl who responded, although she couldn't see her face at this time, but just listening to this voice, it was not difficult to imagine that the person who spoke was free and easy by nature, not at all like those young ladies of rich and noble families, who were born with a squeamishness.

"There is only more than a month left before the entrance exam, I'm afraid the academy won't be able to teach you much, but with the identity of a student of Qingyun Academy, even if you can't enter Wufeng Academy, it will be much easier for you to live as a little girl in Xuanyang City, at least others don't dare to bully you easily, but then again, it's always good to read more books, there is a golden house in the book, if you become a student of Qingyun Academy, where can you not earn more money in the future?"

"Brother Xiao Xuan, you really like money. ”

"Because I'm really poor! And money is really a good thing, although it's not omnipotent, but you can't do it without money, don't mention it far away, look at our boss Hu, when you first lived in the inn, if the room fee was less, I'm afraid he wouldn't let you live in." ”

Separated by a door, the boy and the girl had such a conversation after the rain on a spring night, and what they said was no longer too clear, and seemed to be a little far away.

Ye Qingxue sat quietly in the dark, thinking back to the utilitarian and uninhibited words of the young man before, and she felt a little unhappy in her heart.

Although she knew that the young man who was called Xiao Xuan should be the one who saved her life, she couldn't hide the dislike in her heart.

The academy, which is a place to study, how did it become a tool to make money in your mouth?

Ye Qingxue was not a student of any academy in the Great Xia Dynasty, and she had never even officially entered an academy, but the person who taught her cultivation liked to read the most. In addition to cultivating, what that person did the most was to bury himself in the mountains and seas of books, and often read it for a long, long time.

That person was her teacher, the only person she truly respected from the bottom of her heart.

Everything related to Shizun was already a memory from a long time ago, and the shadow that was originally within reach of her gradually became an unattainable mountain in her memory, as sacred as it was.

Since it is Shizun's favorite thing to do, then reading, one of the most ordinary things in the world, will naturally have a bit of a sacred flavor.

As soon as I thought of this, some ripples rippled in my heart, which had not been calm for a long time.

She was a little angry, completely forgetting that saving her life was the rarest blessing in the world.

As soon as she got angry, she couldn't stay in bed quietly, but just lifted the quilt and was about to get up and get out of bed.

It turns out that his injuries are so serious?

She leaned against the head of the bed with some difficulty, feeling that her qi was becoming a little messy, and even inhaling the cool air would increase the pain in her lungs.

Ye Qingxue suddenly felt very lonely.

She had never seriously thought about loneliness, for she had never been so badly injured in all those years, and had she ever been so quietly lying on the bed as she might be tonight. After leaving Shizun, she was alone, but in the countless lonely nights in the past, she always had a way to dispel this feeling.

Practice, meditate, practice swords, and kill.

However, she is now so badly injured that it seems that even breathing has become a burden. At such a time, she finally had to realize with great clarity that she was really just a person.

She reached out again, shook it lightly in the void, and realized that there was nothing there.

No one is there.

For a moment, she wished there was someone standing there, whoever she knew, who she knew and who she didn't.

Then the boy pushed the door open and entered, stepping on a glimmer of moonlight.

Ye Qingxue was stunned.

The young man held a steaming bowl of soup in his hand, smelling the faint smell of medicine, which she knew must be some very precious medicine, the young man was wearing a very ordinary shirt, and the shoes on his feet were very old, and the young man's hair was a little messy, and even there was some gray stuff stuck to his face.

Her gaze and the boy's gaze met in the dark room.

In his eyes, he saw something different from anyone before, Ye Qingxue felt a little confused at a certain moment, why did she actually feel that there was some familiar aura in those eyes?

Mu Xiaoyu emerged from behind Xiao Xuan, showed an innocent smile at Ye Qingxue, and went straight into the house to light the oil lamp, and Xiao Xuan didn't seem to notice the inexplicable emotions on the girl's face when she looked at her, but walked forward with a smile, handed over the medicine bowl, and said with a smile: "This is a medicinal soup made of dried powder of snow lotus, drink it, your injury will heal faster." ”

However, she didn't answer, just looked at Xiao Xuan motionless with a calm face.

After the initial melancholy disappeared, she became the usual Ye Qingxue again.

Ye Qingxue, who never believed in anyone.

She didn't even think about why a person who had already saved herself once would choose to do something in the medicine bowl at this time, she just instinctively did it.

Xiao Xuan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but he was not angry, as if he had expected such a reaction from the other party, but raised his hand to call Mu Xiaoyu, handed the medicine bowl to the pair of small hands, and pretended to say: "The task of feeding this beautiful sister medicine will be handed over to you." ”

Mu Xiaoyu snorted and asked, "What about you?"

"I, chop wood, don't chop wood for a day, my hands are very itchy, there are a lot of guests in the inn these days, and the firewood is several times more than usual, oh yes, early tomorrow morning, I will send you to the academy. ”

After saying these words, Xiao Xuan walked away cleanly, seemingly not worried about the next problem.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with the following, and even the girl in charge of feeding the medicine didn't say much. Ye Qingxue looked at Mu Xiaoyu's big black eyes and was silent for a long time, and finally reached out to take the medicine bowl and drank all the medicine soup in just one sip.

The medicinal soup is not bitter, but has a faint sweetness.

Mu Xiaoyu watched her finish these things, nodded with a satisfied smile, put away the medicine bowl and turned away very cleanly.

This time, Ye Qingxue was really stunned.

Whether it was the poor sour boy or the cute girl with braids, no one asked about their identity, not even a superfluous scene.

Who are you?

Where are you from?

Why did you get hurt?

There is no such problem.

She didn't want to say some words of concern from these strangers, but she was a little unaccustomed to these things that didn't go according to common sense.

They don't seem to be ordinary people?

The girl in the leather jacket, of course, her identity as a cultivator can't hide Ye Qingxue's eyes, but who is that young man? No matter from which point of view, they are a very strange pair.

She looked at the flickering lights at the end of the bed, turned her face sideways, and noticed that there was a large porcelain bowl in her hand. Inside the bowl are two white-flour steamed buns, and next to the big bowl there is a smaller bowl with some water in it.

After being cold for so many years, Ye Qingxue felt a different kind of warmth.

She didn't think she'd ever feel this way again.