Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

As graduation approaches, a faint sense of parting permeates the campus. Yet, amidst this hustle and bustle, Zhao Qingyu is busy in her own little world. She quietly uses the mysterious space to grow some simple herbs.

That mysterious space seemed to be the darling of nature, and the herbs in it grew extremely fast.

Zhao Qingyu meticulously cared for these green lives, as if they were her most precious treasures. She often went into the space during her spare time to observe the growth of the herbs and adjust the environment according to their needs.

The soil in the space was soft and fertile, with a natural fragrance that seemed to contain endless vitality. Every herb seemed to be endowed with spirituality, thriving under her careful care.

Once, a classmate accidentally scraped his knee on the playground, and the wound was bleeding profusely. The surrounding students panicked, but Zhao Qingyu remained calm. She pulled some herbs she had grown from her small medicine bag, expertly crushed them, and applied them to the student's wound.

Miraculously, the bleeding wound stopped soon and the pain was relieved. The classmates looked at her in surprise, their eyes full of curiosity.

"Qingyu, how do you know all this? This herb is so magical." A classmate couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Qingyu just smiled slightly and did not reveal the secret of the space. She just said vaguely: "I have read some medical books before and have some understanding of these herbs." Since then, she has shown extraordinary medical knowledge among her classmates, and everyone looks at her with admiration.

As time goes by, Zhao Qingyu seems to have transformed into the guardian of the herbal world, performing wonderful stories in that mysterious space.

Her herbal empire grew ever larger, its diverse collections like dazzling stars, each radiating its own unique charm. Herbs growing in damp corners, their leaves adorned with crystal water droplets, shimmered like sparkling gems, gleaming mysteriously in the dim light.

They quietly express their love for the humid environment, as if whispering the secrets of nature. And those herbs that love sunlight are like brave warriors, stretching their branches and leaves in the brightest place in the space, greedily absorbing the warm sunlight and blooming with brilliant colors.

Zhao Qingyu was intoxicated by this kingdom of herbs, carefully feeling the characteristics of each herb. She knew that these herbs were not just plants, but precious gifts bestowed upon mankind by nature.

They possess miraculous powers, capable of healing injuries and relieving pain. However, a lingering worry lingered in her heart. She knew her spatial herbs couldn't be easily discovered by others, as this might lead to unnecessary trouble. This secret weighed heavily on her heart, like a heavy stone.

But she couldn't bear to see her classmates suffer. Whenever someone was injured or sick, she would struggle internally before quietly offering some herbs to help. She was torn between fear of being discovered and the pain of her classmates. In this process, she felt like she was walking a tightrope, carefully balancing her secrecy and kindness.

However, fate always seems to like to bring challenges. One time, a precious herb suddenly showed signs of withering in the space. Zhao Qingyu's heart instantly rose to her throat, and she was anxious, as if she had lost her most precious treasure.

The herb used to be so vibrant, but now it has become withered and weak, as if telling her about its pain.

Zhao Qingyu acted without hesitation, constantly experimenting with various methods to adjust the temperature, humidity, and lighting in the space. Like a diligent gardener, she meticulously cared for each herb. With her gentle hands, she touched the leaves, feeling their breath of life. She even tried some special fertilizers, hoping to bring new life to the herbs.

During those days and nights, Zhao Qingyu barely slept. Her eyes were bloodshot, but she had only one belief in her heart: to save the precious herb.

She toiled relentlessly, oblivious to the passage of time and her own fatigue. Finally, thanks to her tireless efforts, the herb blossomed with life. Its leaves once again became lush green, and its flowers blossomed with vibrant colors. A gratified smile crossed Zhao Qingyu's face, knowing her efforts had paid off.

In this kingdom of herbs, full of challenges and miracles, Zhao Qingyu continues her adventure. With her kindness and courage, she protects this secret world and brings hope and warmth to her classmates. She believes that as long as there is faith in one's heart, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome.

At school, Zhao Qingyu's reputation grew. Not only did her classmates admire her, but even her teachers began to take notice. One biology teacher, noticing Zhao Qingyu's knowledge of herbs far surpassed that of her peers, frequently engaged with her and recommended relevant books.

Zhao Qingyu also gained more knowledge from these books, and her medical and herbal knowledge continued to improve.

During these busy and fulfilling days, Zhao Qingyu and Xiao Jingmo are both working hard.

On a sunny afternoon, Zhao Qingyu was tending herbs in a space. Suddenly, she sensed something unusual within. She looked up, surprised to find a mysterious light emerging from the space. The light grew brighter, converging into a blurry figure. Zhao Qingyu stared at the figure nervously, her heart filled with confusion.

When the light faded, she saw a man in ancient costume appear in front of her. The man had a handsome face and extraordinary temperament. He carried a mysterious aura that reminded Zhao Qingyu of her own space.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Zhao Qingyu asked vigilantly.

The man smiled slightly and said, "I am the guardian of this space and have been here for a long time. Seeing how attentive you are to these herbs, I wanted to come and see you."

Zhao Qingyu's guard gradually relaxed after hearing the man's words. Curious, she asked, "Can you tell me the secret of this space? Why do the herbs here grow so fast?"

The man nodded and said, "This space is a magical place. It contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The herbs here grow so fast because they absorb this spiritual energy. And you are the one who is destined to this space, so you can enter here and make use of its resources."

Zhao Qingyu was shocked by the man's words. She had never imagined that this space held such a secret. She looked at the man and asked, "Then why do you want to protect this space?"

The man's eyes grew deep, and he said, "This is my mission. This space cannot be used by evil people, I must protect it. And you, now that you have entered here, have the responsibility to protect the secrets of this space."

Zhao Qingyu nodded solemnly and said, "I understand. I will protect the secrets of this space and will not let it be exploited by bad people."

Since then, Zhao Qingyu and the space guardian have become friends. The guardian often explains to her some knowledge about space and herbs, allowing her to have a deeper understanding of this mysterious space.

With the help of the guardians, Zhao Qingyu continued to improve her abilities, and her life became more colorful.