“…… If I hadn't gone to take the township test, I'm afraid I wouldn't have escaped the poisonous hands of the horse bandits......" In Yexue's watery eyes, in addition to the sadness that could not be dissolved, there was also a trace of hatred, a trace of hatred for the horse bandits.

Yexue pointed to Luomei and Zhou who were standing under the corridor waiting for orders, and said, "The news of my mother's illness came that day, and I met them on the way back in a hurry......

The man didn't flick his tears, and seeing that the corners of his eyes were wet like this, Han Ming immediately handed over the handkerchief.

Ye Xue didn't take the handkerchief he handed him, but wiped his eyes with the corners of his clothes, and his eyes were red like rabbits, which made Wei Ya a little uncomfortable.

Wei Ya is a few years younger than Ye Xue, but she has always been a character who has been bullied and oppressed by Ye Xue, and such a sad Ye Xue is something Wei Ya has never seen.

Wei Ya clenched his fists, his eyes full of anger at the horse bandits.

Han Ming took back the handkerchief, and when he saw that Ye Xue was choked up, he added tea and put it in Ye Xue's hand.

In Han Ming's heart, he was admitted to Fangxue at the age of fourteen, and he was a smart, talented, and genius boy full of wisdom.

For the genius night snow, Han Ming was not jealous, but he was envious.

But at this moment, that trace of envy was drowned in Ye Xue's eyes with sadness and hatred.

The genius in the world knows the brilliance on the surface and the sadness behind him, but no one can see it......

No matter how much talent and wisdom you have, how much you are praised by the world, it is just a lonely soul.

Thinking like this, Han Ming's eyes when he looked at Ye Xue, compared to before, because of Ye Xue's maturity, he regarded Ye Xue as an equal of people of the same age, and he felt a little more in his heart, like an elder brother loves his younger brother......

*****

"Thank you!" With glittering tears in her eyes, Ye Xue choked up and took the teacup handed by Han Ming.

Raising the teacup, Yexue lowered her head and drank tea. Where it was hidden by the sleeves of her wide undershirt, no one saw the smile on her lips.

Feng Jinyu's gaze swept over Ye Xue's fingers, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the person on the other side of the corridor, and said, "If you can let two first-class masters follow you with all your heart, presumably Brother Feng must have a great favor for them......"

Yexue put down the teacup, looked up, and said, "It's nothing, it's just that they are injured, and I'm just raising my hands...... It's nothing, it's just that they have to repay the favor......" Yexue said in a few vague words, "I can't get rid of them...... Speaking of which, they have no relatives, they are not my servants, the three of us...... It's just that they depend on each other between this great heaven and earth......"

Yexue said and sighed. Seeing this, Han Ming and Wei Ya didn't want to talk about these things that made Ye Xue feel distressed, so they immediately turned the topic to another issue.

Wei Ya asked Feng Jinyu bluntly: "Brother Feng, although the alley where Brother Feng Ye lives is good, it is ...... according to your identity."

Fengcheng is so prosperous. Yexue's house was purchased, almost 10,000 taels, and this kind of price was quite high for Han Ming and Wei Ya. But for Feng Jinyu, living here is not an ordinary grievance against him.

Feng Jinyu listened to Wei Ya's words and said with a smile: "How can I have any identity...... It's just that I was born in the Feng family, in fact, I'm just like you, just a small person......"

As soon as he heard Feng Jinyu's words, Wei Ya didn't ask, but his worship of Feng Jinyu went to the next level.