Bamboo horse is king

Chapter 363 Preoccupied
Shen Jue'er explained with a smile, "Comprehensive talent! Martial strength, bones, blood, and intelligence!"

"Oh!" Luo Yifan suddenly realized again, "In terms of intelligence, I still have it!"

Shen Jue'er couldn't laugh or cry.

Rui'er turned her head away, her arrogant appearance seemed to dislike Luo Yifan.

After the talent test, Shen Jue'er and the others were led by Xiaotong to another place.

According to their own specialties, take the entrance examination.

Luo Yifan is naturally a medical student, he was very interested in hearing from Shen Jueer that he could learn about alchemy in Qingyun Academy.

Shen Jue'er also wants to study medicine with Luo Yifan, wants to get in touch with alchemy, and asks about Xisui Pill by the way.

Her power comes from her soul and is limited by her physique. Only with a strong physique can her strength be strong.

I heard that Xisui Pill can wash the tendons and cut the marrow, temper the muscles and bones, she wants to try it.

It's a pity that her medical background is too poor, she can easily fail the exam, so she can only settle for the next best thing, and follow Ye Ling and Ye Su to practice martial arts and get in touch with profound arts.

During the exam, Ye Ling and Ye Su got Shen Jue'er's secret help and passed the exam with absolute good grades.

Shen Jueer performed mediocrely and barely passed the exam.

Luo Yifan, relying on his ability, also passed the exam.

But there was a small episode, which made Luo Yifan a little unhappy.

The four of them took the passing cards, and they can officially enter the school three days later.

It was already afternoon when we returned to Fengqi Tea House.

Knowing that they passed the exam, Ling Ruoshui and De Fei specially went to the kitchen to cook a table of delicious food in the evening to celebrate them.

For joy, everyone drank a little wine.

Shen Jue'er wanted to take care of Rui'er, so she went back to the house early.

Ling Ruoshui and Qingzhu cleaned up the dishes and worked hard in the kitchen for a long time.

Mu Yechen was wandering outside the kitchen, to be precise, since he came to Shengjing, he was always wandering not far from Ling Ruoshui during this time.

He wants to muster up the courage to tell her that he likes her, but the longer he delays, the less courage he has, and he also worries that if she refuses, will he still be able to get along like this in the future?

Ling Ruoshui came out of the kitchen, met Mu Yechen face to face, and was stunned for a while, wondering if he should say hello, but Mu Yechen suddenly turned around and left, a bit like running away.

Ling Ruoshui was puzzled.

At this time, Luo Yifan also came to him.

Ling Ruoshui stepped forward with a smile.

Luo Yifan held her hand, smiled gently, because he was a little tipsy from drinking some wine, his eyes seemed to be clouded, "Would you like to sit in the backyard?"

"Yeah." Ling Ruoshui smiled softly and lowered her head.

Luo Yifan led her to the backyard.

The backyard of Fengqi Tea House has been transformed into a small garden with many flowers and plants planted, but it is winter now, so naturally there is no too beautiful scenery.

There are stone tables and chairs not far away, but Luo Yifan sits on the steps with Ling Ruoshui in his arms.

It was cold at night, Luo Yifan took off his outer robe and put it on Ling Ruoshui.

Ling Ruoshui lowered her head, pressing her heart.

"Ruoshui..."

"Ok?"

Ling Ruoshui turned her head to look at Luo Yifan.

Luo Yifan held her hand tightly in his palm, his expression seemed a little lonely, "Some things, I don't know who to tell, I can only find you."

"Today, I actually met my master in Qingyun Academy. He is the servant of Mr. Yunting, a high-level medical academy. I looked at him from a distance and felt that he was much older."

"While passing through the medicine field, I saw someone holding a whip and beating the medicine slaves who were sorting the herbs. Those people were soldiers and people from the four countries."

"I was thinking at the time, if we had no money and hadn't changed our identities, would we be like them, enslaved and without freedom?"

(End of this chapter)