Quick Wear: She is the White Moonlight

Mr. Zhong looked into Yuebai's eyes. If an ordinary person made such a choice, Zhong would probably think that he was reluctant to leave his teachers, friends and elders in the academy.

But from Yuebai's eyes, Mr. Zhong didn't see it, so she asked: "Why didn't you leave?"

"Master, I want to know my own life experience. Why should I go back if I'm not a real princess?"

Zhong? avoided Yuebai's sight and looked at the pond in the distance. Occasionally, one or two fish would stir the water surface, causing ripples on the lake.

"You are still too young now. When the time is right, I will tell you."

The woman in the plain long gown and the girl in green stood in front of a pond of withered lotus. No one spoke for a moment, and the only sound in the silence was the sound of water.

After a long time, Mr. Zhong finally said, "Give Zhou Mingxuan another divination."

So under Zhong Yu's gaze, Yue Bai knelt on the ground, took out the tortoise shell with the hexagram inscription, and placed the copper coin inside.

Divination.

The girl's slender fingers moved up and down.

Sure enough, the result was still a death.

Zhong? glanced at the result, picked up the tortoise shell with patterns on the ground, and started divination again.

This time there was indeed a glimmer of hope, and Yuebai naturally saw this result.

"Master!" Yuebai called hurriedly.

Zhong looked at Yue Bai helplessly and said, "You have made some progress by being able to predict the outcome. Do you know why he has this glimmer of hope?"

"Why?"

"Stay away from you." said Mr. Zhong.

"Stay away from me?" Yuebai was puzzled. Was this the reason why she calculated the dead end?

"You want to know your life experience, but if you know your life experience, you will find that everything is different from what you imagined." Mr. Zhong suddenly laughed, "Yuebai, I actually hope you can just live like this. Sometimes people don't have to live too soberly."

"Send him away, Master. National hatred and family feuds should not be borne by a young child." Yuebai picked up the tortoise shells scattered on the ground and said seriously to Mr. Zhong.

Zhong? obviously expected Yuebai's decision: "Don't worry, I will find some suitable families to take care of him in the next few days."

Yuebai naturally believed in Zhong?, because because of her biological mother, her master was probably the only one in the world who would not harm Yuebai.

Zhou Mingxuan was about to leave, and Yuebai, who rarely did not soak in medicinal herbs every day, stayed with Zhou Mingxuan for a few more days.

Children have short memories, and Yuebai cannot let them forget about her completely. However, Zhou Mingxuan is not yet an adult, and if she keeps him around, it will be troublesome if they develop a family relationship.

"Sister, don't you have to go to Yaolu today?"

Zhou Mingxuan was somewhat happy beside Yuebai, like a happy little butterfly.

"I have finished my work, so I can spend some quality time with Xuan'er today. Let me buy you a bunch of candied haws today."

Zhou Mingxuan followed Yuebai with his short legs, calling her "sister" all the time.

Yuebai is usually strict and doesn't allow him to eat these snacks, but these days he has been going along with Zhou Mingxuan in everything.

Finally, the day of separation arrived. Zhong did not arrange for a family to adopt Zhou Mingxuan. Firstly, the child had a special identity, and secondly, Yuebai did not want Zhou Mingxuan to be too far away.

Therefore, it was arranged that the teachers in the academy who were going out to study would take turns to take him out to study.

"Sister, sister...I won't leave." Zhou Mingxuan clung to the door frame and grabbed Yue Bai's sleeve tightly, "Sister, don't you want me anymore?"

Zhou Mingxuan had never left Taoli Academy since he was a child, so he was naturally unwilling to be dragged away now.

Yuebai wiped his tears and said, "You can't stay in the academy forever. Didn't I go out to study? Don't worry, I will send you letters often. When you learn to write with Mr. Feng outside, can you write to me too?"

Zhou Mingxuan was an easy-to-coax child after all. Yuebai explained everything to him clearly and promised that she did not abandon him. Only then did Zhou Mingxuan stop crying and leave with his traveling teacher, looking back every step of the way.

Yuebai sent Zhou Mingxuan away, and Mr. Zhong walked out from behind the sycamore tree: "Won't you regret letting him go like this?"

"Let go?" Yuebai knew that she would never let go of any target.

Zhong? looked at the departing figure with a distant gaze, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the days that followed, Yuebai returned to studying fortune-telling, researching medical skills, and occasionally going down the mountain to provide free medical treatment.

I actually forgot to write to Zhou Mingxuan. It was not until I received Zhou Mingxuan's letter that Yuebai remembered that I had promised to write to him, but I actually forgot.

The words Zhou Mingxuan wrote were crooked and one could only vaguely guess the meaning.

Yuebai's reply was very lengthy, expressing concern for his food, clothing, housing and transportation, and reminding Zhou Mingxuan to study hard because his handwriting was so ugly.

Zhou Mingxuan and his husband traveled to a small town and settled down there. He wrote a letter to Yuebai and from then on waited for the postman to deliver the reply letter every day.

The postman already knew him.

"Young man, you are still waiting today," the postman greeted with a smile.

Zhou Mingxuan nodded and asked, "Did my sister send me a reply letter today?"

The postman took out a letter and handed it to Zhou Mingxuan: "Here it is."

Zhou Mingxuan quickly took the letter, opened it and saw three or four pages of densely written words in beautiful handwriting, but he did not recognize them. For a moment, his face was full of disappointment.

At this time, the teacher who accompanied Zhou Mingxuan on his study tour was about to go out, waving a folding fan, and Zhou Mingxuan hugged Mr. Feng's legs.

"I don't understand the reply from my sister, could you please tell me what she wrote?"

Mr. Feng, who was holding the folding fan, put it away, lowered his head to take the letter, and saw that it was indeed the handwriting of the young palace master. He nodded and praised: "The young palace master's handwriting has improved again."

Then she finished reading ten lines at a glance and expressed Yuebai's care to Zhou Mingxuan. Zhou Mingxuan was obviously very pleased. Until the end, Yuebai said that his words were incomprehensible to her. The smile on Zhou Mingxuan's face instantly fell.

Zhou Mingxuan was already upset that he couldn't understand the letters, and Yuebai even complained about his ugly handwriting.

So during his time in the small town, Zhou Mingxuan began to read books and practice calligraphy seriously every day, and the little guy was actually able to sit still.

In the past, Zhou Mingxuan was almost the representative of ignorance in the academy. Although he was still young, there were children of the same age as him in the academy. Zhou Mingxuan relied on his sister being the young palace master and teased cats and dogs all day long.

But the Palace Master didn't care, and the Young Palace Master protected him, so no one complained, and he became a dissolute playboy.

However, there seems to be a trend of change now. Looking at Zhou Mingxuan studying hard every day, Mr. Feng, who was studying with him, kept nodding in praise and sent a letter to Yuebai about Zhou Mingxuan's performance.

Before leaving, Yuebai instructed to take Zhou Mingxuan away from home, so Mr. Feng chose this place as his retreat and planned to raise his child well.

Originally, Mr. Feng was planning to take care of him in his old age, but Zhou Mingxuan turned out to be a good prospect, so he began to teach him sincerely.