Then she waved her hand smartly and walked forward quickly.
Finally made a wise decision... Men really can't be picked up casually...
She walked briskly under the moonlight, a little surprised that her physical strength seemed to be getting better and better, and she didn't feel tired after tossing all night, how powerful her steps were.
steps... strong...
The sound of these steps is too heavy, right
She turned her head back a little stiffly, and sure enough, she saw that the young man in the gauze was floating behind him, and the thin skirts of the sky and water were like a stream of demure flowing water under the moonlight.
Feng Zhiwei raised her forehead, feeling a little sad that the matter would not be so easy to solve.
"What are you following me for?"
Yu Diao said quietly: "You said take me there."
"I lied to you." Feng Zhiwei told him gently and sweetly.
"You said take me there." Yu Diao was unmoved.
"..."
After Feng Zhiwei tried three or four ways and still couldn't get Yu Diao to give up following her, she finally realized tragically that the brown candy was stuck, and from the beginning to the end, he could dismiss her with one sentence!
You said take me there!
Forget it, talking to this person is also looking for abuse, Feng Zhiwei finally gave up, she walked in the middle of the night, hungry and thirsty, saw a stream in front of her, wanted to drink water and wash her face, went to the stream, took off the mask and squatted Down, the moonlight is bright, and her shadow is clearly reflected in the clear water.
The shadow looked somewhat different.
Feng Zhiwei stared blankly at the swaying shadow in the water - a woman as bright as the moon, except for a little red mole between her eyebrows like rouge, adding a bit of enchantment.
After a long while, she slowly raised her hand and stroked it between her eyebrows. Her fingertips were stained with bright red, which was faintly shiny under the moonlight.
Feng Zhiwei was stunned for a while at the blood between the eyebrows, and the moon white sleeves fluttering at dusk, and the pale gold mandala blooming in the gorgeous green light came to mind.
Ning Yi was injured
Feng Zhiwei immediately guessed that his injury must have something to do with her petty movements—against a master like Yu Diao, if she was slightly distracted, not to mention injury, her life might be in danger.
She stood there in a daze under the moon, silently for a long time, the silvery moonlight coated her jade-white cheeks, and then fell on Piaofei's sleeves, and under the sleeves, the bloody fingers finally crushed the blood away silently …
The rouge mole that falls between someone's eyebrows cannot leave the imprint of life.
After a long while, Feng Zhiwei raised his head, only to see a building halfway up the mountain in front of him.
Judging from the unique corner of the blue cornice exposed among the shaded trees and rocks, it seems that this entangled journey has come to Qingming Academy.
Qingming is known as the No. 1 Academy in the world. Its predecessor was the No. 1 Academy of Dacheng. In the early days, it gathered talented scholars from all over the world. Regardless of nobles and poor families, only outstanding students were selected. The First Royal Academy only serves the royal family and noble officials. However, since Xin Ziyan became the head of the academy, under his insistence, he still recruits some outstanding students from poor and business families every year. It is not easy for these people to come in. It's not surprising that most of them have a good official career in the end. The grade of the academy is too high. Any student who hides his name may be a nobleman with good hands and eyes. Even if he can't read books, this business relationship alone is enough for this life.
So every year in the Qingming School Examination, people all over the world would crowd their heads. Feng Zhiwei recalled the conversation between his younger brother and his mother that he heard that day, and thought that those friends who were friends with him must all be from Qingming Academy? Sure enough, a dude.
She was very hungry right now, with nowhere to go, and she was holding a burden, so she thought, why not ask for something to eat
So he took the jade carving to knock on the door, after knocking for a while, the side door opened, and an old man poked his head out, Feng Zhiwei said what he wanted, the old man rolled his eyes, and said harshly: "One hundred taels of silver for a glass of water! One loaf is one thousand taels, if you can’t take it out, roll down the mountain!”
Feng Zhiwei was stunned—is this water or jade liquor? Could it be that the bullishness of Qingming Academy makes even water noble
Fortunately, she has always been good-natured, so it's not easy to make her angry, so I still smiled: "Old man...my brother is sick, so let me accommodate you..."
"Yes, I know that your brother is sick, and I also know that you lost your father in the early years and lived under the fence. You were disrespectful, disrespectful, expelled from your family and almost sold into a brothel..." The old man rolled his eyes and waved his hand in high spirits.
Feng Zhiwei looked up at him in amazement, and sighed: "How do you know? It's not bad at all! But I was not sold into a brothel..."
"If you are not sold into a brothel, your sister is sold into a brothel, but that's all!"
Feng Zhiwei heard something wrong, turned around, and found that there were people wrapped in blankets sleeping on the floor all around, and some were well-dressed, but most of them were ragged and rough, their faces were yellower than hers, and their expressions were worse Poor, the clothes barely covered the buttocks, and they all stared at the old man with hope in their eyes.
Feng Zhiwei's heart skipped a beat, as if he realized something, the old man had already closed the door viciously again.
With a wry smile, Feng Zhiwei shook his head and wanted to leave, when suddenly a young man came over, and he bowed to her in a gentle way: "Brother."
Feng Zhiwei didn't understand what he was doing here, so she returned the gift. Seeing that the young man had a handsome appearance, his eyes were particularly special, as if there were sparks shining in them, making people dazzled.
The young man approached mysteriously and said, "Brother, don't you understand why this happened?"
Feng Zhiwei asked for advice solemnly: "I would like to hear the details."
"The head of the academy, Xin Yuan, was born in a poor family earlier." The young man smiled lowly, "So he has always taken care of the students from the poor family, so..."
Feng Zhiwei suddenly realized—so no matter whether they are rich or not, these people pretend to be destitute and homeless. It is better for Chief Xin to enter the academy than a miserable poor one.
So the old man, who was used to seeing this scene, thought she was also a member of the poor army and directly rejected her.
How wronged!
"Since you know that there are fakes in it, why don't you just put an end to it?"
The young man looked respectful, and said: "Xin Yuanshou said that it is easy to expel these people, and the academy can be quiet, but if there are really poor but talented people among them, wouldn't it be a waste of their chances? So he didn't stop him, and occasionally came out to personally select, but it would be very difficult to pass this old man's test."