He looked in the direction of the central square.
She should have left long ago. It was impossible for her to still be waiting.
It would be very late if they went over there.
Xia Ying had already sent a message to ask him to go back early.
"Forget it, she must have gone back. Perhaps he would leave after the 6 o'clock appointment.”
Xia Zhe thought about it and walked home.
The more he walked, the heavier his heart felt.
Thunder rumbled in the sky.
There was a sudden gust of wind, a sign of a storm.
He looked at the central square again, his eyes wavering. He still wanted to confirm it.
"Ah, it's going to rain."
After walking for a while, some male and female students walked over and were discussing something.
"What happened to that girl just now? When we went over at five o'clock, we saw her standing there alone.”
"There are so many people in the academy now. You have to be careful at night.”
"I saw a few men trying to strike up a conversation. They really have bad intentions.”
"Just don't meet people like Han Biao.”
"Eh, don't say, Han Biao seems to be wandering in that direction. If we meet him, it won't be good.”
"That's right. There aren't many people on duty at the school teachers 'gathering today.”
“………..”
It was raining again.
Xia Zhe pulled his hair back with a complicated look in his eyes.
"Flying Instant God."
Climbing to the top of the house and jumping over the continuous obstacles.
Slowly, the central square appeared in his sight.
He focused his gaze and saw a beautiful figure under a big tree.
Vaguely.
It was indeed Wu Qingya. Other girls wouldn't have such a graceful posture.
In order to steal the medicine book, she did not bring a single servant.
Fortunately.
They didn't encounter any melodramatic harassment.
Xia Zhe felt a little more at ease.
"Flying Instant God Stage Three!“
After three consecutive flashes, Xia Zhe suppressed his panting and stood behind Wu Qingya.
Raindrops drenched her clothes.
She held her arms and leaned against the tree. It was a little cold in this rainy night.
Suddenly, he saw Wu Qingya sigh.
She was thinking about something.
She turned around and saw Xia Zhe walking toward her.
"You waited for a long time?" Xia Zhe said.
"No, I just arrived." she said.
The book wasn't thick. Xia Zhe took it and flipped through a few pages. It was written in elegant handwriting.
She must have copied it by hand.
When he looked back at Wu Qingya, he was slightly moved."Aren't you angry at me for treating you like this?”
He was asked bluntly.
Wu Qingya pursed her lips and smiled."Xia Zhe, I can feel that you don't hate me.”
Xia Zhe was dazed.
Her gaze was not as shy as a young girl's, and there was a trace of moving spirit energy in it."I have always had an intuition that you would accept me.”
Xia Zhe looked away and didn't know how to respond.
He looked at the night sky full of pear blossoms.
Dripping sounds.
It messed up my heart.
"It's so late. Let me send you back.”After a long time, Xia Zhe spoke.
Wu Qingya thought she misheard him, and her face turned blank.
She only realized that Xia Zhe really wanted to go back with her when her wrist was gently held.
His eyes moved.
Vaguely, she quickly drew a line at the corner of her eye, and it was actually wet.
Unknowingly, they arrived at Wu Manor.
Xia Zhe stopped in his tracks.
The rain stopped.
Looking at the time, it was almost midnight.
"Thank you." Wu Qingya thanked him when she saw the door.
He nodded his chin and watched her enter.
"Happy birthday." The young man said in a low voice and turned to leave.
Wu Qingya's body trembled. Hearing the voice, she felt happy but sad.
"If only I could have known you earlier than my sister…"
The next day.
He rubbed his swollen temples and opened his eyes.
The person who woke Xia Zhe up was the shop manager, Qian Hu.
He didn't go back. After sending Wu Qingya off, he stayed in the shop for the night.
"Young Master, why did you sleep here for the entire night?”Qian Hu looked at the wooden chair, thinking how uncomfortable it was to sleep here.
Xia Zhe waved his finger and asked,""Gold and Silver Grass, Divine Dragon Beard, Spirit Ginseng, Polo Flower Leaf, do we have all these spirit herbs in our shop?”
"I have all three, but I lack spirit ginseng.”Qian Hu quickly replied,"Spirit ginseng is a great tonic. Other than that, it was also the main spiritual plant used to make the Spirit Gathering Pill. Most of it was occupied by the four great families, and even the old master could only purchase from the Wu family.”
"If I could get it, would you make it?”He looked at the manager with interest.
"That's really frustrating." Qian Hu was shocked by this.
Those who could make Spirit Gathering Pills were all guests of large clans.
He enjoyed wealth and glory.
Xia Zhe asked casually. Looking at Qian Hu's expression, he knew how complicated the Spirit Gathering Pill was in people's minds.
Perhaps this kind of complexity was deliberately left for the world.
It made them stop and not explore.
After reading Wu Qingya's handwritten notes in one night, he realized that the production process wasn't difficult.
What was difficult was the amount of each medicinal plant, the heat, the time, and so on.
This valuable information could not be obtained without a lot of failed experiments.
It was worthy of praise. Every step was recorded in detail in the handwritten copy.
This gave Xia Zhe the confidence to do it himself.
"Qian Hu, go and tell the old man that I want to use my funds to buy ten high-grade spirit ginsengs.”
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