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Jiang Wen leaned down and picked up the girl, walking quickly into the courtyard.

Yun Ye followed him all the way. Jiang Wen walked to a guest room and called someone to warm up the meat porridge.

"She's hungry and cold."

Jiang Wen tucked the quilt in for the girl.

The room was filled with the fragrant meat porridge, and Jiang Wen fed millet and minced meat into Ling'er's mouth in small spoonfuls.

Her purple lips were tightly closed, and meat porridge flowed from the corners of her chapped lips.

Jiang Wen wiped it and continued feeding patiently.

By the time a bowl of meat porridge is finished, only less than one-tenth has been fed.

Jiang Wen looked at Yun Ye, who was staring at the girl with eyes red from crying, and shook his head.

"Then it's up to her."

……

The sky turned slightly white, and now students from the academy were already arriving one after another.

Many students in the school have begun to study their books, and the sound of reading aloud gradually started to sound.

No one noticed that the lily of the valley on the windowsill had withered a lot, and its roots and leaves were turning yellow.

……

Yun Ye stayed in the academy for several days, and he became more and more diligent. In addition to attending classes, cleaning the classroom, cleaning the courtyard, and even helping Mr. Jiang and the people in the academy wash their clothes.

The young man's hands were immersed in the stream, and he took a breath of cold air. His hands, which were originally weak in writing, had a lot of chilblains. Many places were red, swollen and pus-filled, and they looked very scary.

It had snowed some time ago, and there were still a lot of ice floes floating in the creek. Yun Ye's hands took a while to get used to it, and then he began to wash his clothes.

Ling'er's situation has improved a lot. Now that the brother and sister are taken into the academy by their husband, he must study and work diligently to repay his husband.

By the time he finished washing the clothes, his head was already covered with sweat. When the wind blew around him, the blowing clouds also stirred. He carried the washed clothes and returned to the academy from the back mountain.

When passing by the school, he saw that the lily of the valley had completely withered.

He sighed, thinking about the unfinished work, and quickly walked through the corridor.

Mu Qing glanced sideways at the withered lily of the valley.

[Lily of the valley flower: The flower is shaped like a bell and has a fragrance like orchid. Status: withered. 】

The scene in front of him was like ink flowing, and Ye Hongyu next to him subconsciously put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

The next moment they appeared at the entrance of the academy.

"It seems that it's time for the next scene."

After Mu Qing spoke, the boy in red silently released his hand on the hilt of the sword.

There were endless strings of firecrackers at the entrance of the academy, and red catkins exploded all over the ground, making the entire academy look very festive. It was full of people and was surrounded from inside to outside.

"Jie Yuanlang is here!" A child's voice sounded.

"Congratulations to Mr. Yun Ye of Songzhu Academy for winning the first place in the provincial examination!"

"congratulations!"

The person who issued the official document from Gongyuan came to the door, and Jiang Wen stretched out his hand and bowed.

"Xie Yuanlang has an outstanding demeanor, his articles are amazing and talented, and his calligraphy is as good as a dragon! There is a lot to do, a lot to do!" the communication official sighed.

"Congratulations, brother!" Yun Ling stood behind Jiang Wen with a smile and arched eyebrows.

Since she moved into the academy, in order to keep her true story to herself, she officially changed her surname from Yun Ye to Yun Ling.

She is now tall and graceful, dressed in turquoise clothes, with a waist as thin as a willow, and skin as pink as pink. Although she is only fourteen years old, she has already attracted the attention of many young people present.

Yun is also taller. He is wearing a Confucian shirt and a green robe with a round collar. Two dogwood trees are inserted on both sides of the hat crown. The young man is lined with gorgeous orchids and jade trees.

His appearance was cold, which diluted the bright color between his eyebrows at the moment, and brought a bit of coldness to it, but it made him look more beautiful.

Such a master is much more real.

Ye Hongyu sighed.

Mu Qing's heart was different. No wonder Ye Hongyu became Yun Ye's first disciple.

Ye Hongyu was flamboyant and gorgeous, but he was somewhat similar to Yun Ye at the moment.

In this kind of scene, even the usually humble young man could not help but reveal a trace of high-spiritedness that could not be concealed.

The classmates welcomed him at the door, and the prefect who came with him praised him repeatedly.

Several tables of wine and food were set up in the small academy, and everyone took turns toasting to Yun Ye and the prefect.

After drinking for three rounds, the prefect finally spoke about his business.

"There is a little girl at home...

Fifteenth year,

...and Jieyuan Lang are exactly the same as a talented man and a beautiful woman..."

Yun couldn't hear clearly what was said in the middle. He had drank very little in his life and felt that nothing could be more satisfying than this. He was drunk and confused, with two blushes on his snow-white face and his eyes a little misty.

I could only hear what Jiang Wen and the prefect said.

The prefect said,

"That's very good. I will invite Mr. Jiang and Mr. Xie Yuan to my house someday. If we can get married, it will be a good thing."

He was very drunk, so several classmates helped him back to the room.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, he felt someone wiping his sweat in a hazy state. He opened his eyes slightly and saw a slender figure busy in the room under the dim light of the candle.

With her ten slender fingers, she picked up a small handkerchief and walked over, gently wiping it on his forehead. As she moved, a faint scent of lily surrounded her nose. The snow-white wrist in front of her made the young Jieyuan Lang was a little distracted.

"The people beside me are like the moon, and my bright wrists are covered with frost and snow."

Yun Ye suddenly thought of this poem in his mind and muttered it unconsciously.

"Brother, what did you say?"

Just as a cool breeze blew in from the half-open window, he woke up from the alcohol in an instant.

"Jinger?"

He broke out in a cold sweat.

How could I have such thoughts about Yun Ling?

He felt ashamed and angry at his charming love just now.

"I saw that my brother was still drunk and hadn't woken up, so I came to take a look." The girl's eyes were very clear.

"Now that you and I... have grown up, we can no longer differentiate between men and women like we did when we were children. You still... don't enter my room casually in the future."

After struggling to say this, Yun did not dare to look into her eyes. He moved his gaze to the window and realized that it was already night.

His hands clenched the quilt under him tightly and then loosened it.

The girl was stunned for a moment before she realized that she had been driven away. Water mist rose in her eyes, she nodded and ran out the door. She happened to bump into Jiang Wen who was looking at Yun Ye at the door.

"gentlemen."

The girl lowered her head to bless her body, wiped her tears and walked away quickly.

"What happened?" Jiang Wen muttered as he entered.

"It's okay. Bells are getting older. You can't just enter a man's room like you did when you were a kid."

Yun also exhaled slowly.

"That's right." Thinking of the prefect's words at the banquet during the day, Jiang Wen also sat at the table and mentioned it to him, "The prefect wants to betroth a thousand gold coins to you. I think..."

Jiang Wen said a lot.

But Yun didn't listen to a word.

The prefect is optimistic about himself. If he agrees to the marriage, he will have the help of the prefect. What's more, Ling'er is older and her close behavior with him over the years has caused some people to gossip. She is already fourteen years old, and it will be worse if she delays it any longer. It is detrimental to his reputation and he needs a knowledgeable sister-in-law to control him.

"Okay." The young man's deep voice interrupted Jiang Wen.

"Huh? You agreed?" Jiang Wen was suddenly interrupted, feeling that none of the rhetoric he had prepared in his draft was useful.

"Let's go tomorrow."

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