The Little Lucky Girl.

Three years passed in a flash, and Su Qing spent fulfilling and peaceful years in Wuyou Valley. During these three years, she devoted herself to the art of sword control, now reaching a state of mastery. She would gracefully leap onto her flying sword, darting through the valley like a flash of lightning, her sword swift and agile, following her heart.

In terms of medical skills, she has continuously studied and improved greatly. Whether it is difficult and complicated diseases or serious injuries and emergencies, she can calmly deal with them and bring them back to life with her magical hands.

Su Qing now looked even more beautiful than ever. Her skin was as white as snow, like the purest white jade, radiating a soft glow in the sunlight. Her eyes were as clear as water, like a deep spring, and as she looked, stars seemed to twinkle. Her long, black hair was casually tied up, as smooth as silk, adding a touch of unrestrained beauty. Her eyebrows were like the curved crescent moon, adding a touch of gentleness to her face. She was dressed in a white robe, her sleeves fluttering like a blooming white lotus, like a fairy descended from heaven. She stood quietly in Wuyou Valley, as if blending into nature, forming a beautiful painting that inspired admiration and admiration.

Three years had changed a lot of people. Su Qing's eldest brother, Su Wenhao, had already passed the imperial examination. His second brother, Su Wenhao, had joined the army and, through his own efforts, had become a thousand-householder. His third brother, Su Wenkang, had built a business that covered most of the Dafeng Dynasty! His four cousins ​​had also passed the imperial examination!

The Su family in Sujia Village, "Old man, will my dear granddaughter be able to come back in a year?" Old Wang asked old man Su!

"Yes, old woman! It's almost the end!"

"Yeah, I feel like these three years have passed so slowly! I really want to see my darling granddaughter sooner!"

"I do, too! I wonder if my granddaughter has changed?"

"She's definitely grown taller and become prettier!"

"Of course!" "Our granddaughter is not only beautiful, but also very capable. What kind of husband should she find in the future?" Old Mrs. Wang suddenly had an idea.

"Old woman, you don't have to worry about this. Our Qing'er is so outstanding, she will definitely find an ideal husband." Old man Su said with a smile.

"Indeed, considering our granddaughter's conditions, we have to be very selective." Old Mrs. Wang nodded, her eyes full of anticipation. "I hope Qing'er can come back soon, then our family can be reunited."

Old Man Su echoed, "Yes, it's good to be reunited. We can farm together, raise chickens and ducks, and enjoy the happiness of family life."

In Sujia Village, at the village chief's home, the village chief was smoking a pipe in the yard. "Old woman, Qingbao's four-year agreement has already passed three years, and there's still one year left! Time is passing by like a snail!"

"Yes, old man!"

"I really hope time flies! I hope I can see Qingbao sooner! Qingbao has been away from the village for the past three years, and the village's development has stagnated! Her little brain is really useful. She has so many ideas!"

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Three years passed slowly, and the border was peaceful during this time, with few battles. However, within the Dongli Kingdom's palace, the atmosphere was far from tranquil. The old emperor's health was declining, each day worsening. Worried about the future of his country, he ordered a full-scale search for the missing Crown Prince, Dongfang Ze.

The entire Dongli Kingdom was mobilized, officials rushed to the front lines, and the people were also paying attention to the clues around them. Because everyone understood that only by swiftly finding the crown prince and allowing him to inherit the throne could the Dongli Kingdom continue to be stable and prosperous. The old emperor anxiously awaited news from his sickbed, longing to see the crown prince return in his lifetime, to entrust him with the heavy responsibility of the country, and to ensure the continuation of the Dongli Kingdom's glory.

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Three years had passed in the war at the Prince's Palace in the capital, and Murong Ye had become increasingly mature! Handsome! His figure stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his moon-white robe fluttering in the breeze, as if he were ready to ride it away at any moment. His jet-black hair was simply tied up with a jade hairpin, a few strands flowing across his forehead, adding a touch of casualness.

His eyes were as deep as the night, seemingly hiding endless stories. Sometimes they flashed a sharp light, as bright as a cold star, making one afraid to look directly at it; other times, they revealed a tenderness, rippling like spring water, capable of melting one's heart. Beneath his high nose, his thin lips curled slightly, revealing a subtle smile that was hard to fathom.

His face was defined, as if sculpted with a knife and an axe. His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, adding a touch of heroism. His bronze skin radiated a healthy glow, revealing his strength and fortitude. Every gesture exuded an elegance and nobility, as if everything in the world was under his control.

He stood there quietly, like a beautiful painting that made people unable to look away. He was so outstanding, so enchanting, as if he was the most perfect masterpiece of God.

In Wuyou Valley, sunlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves, creating patches of light. Yun Yangzi, dressed in a plain robe and bearing the air of an immortal, stood with his hands behind his back. Various herbs and medical books lay on the stone table before him.

Su Qing, dressed in a light blue dress, stood quietly by the side with a focused and serious look, waiting for her master's instruction. Yun Yangzi raised his hand slightly, pointed at a herb on the stone table, and said slowly, "Disciple, look at this herb, it's called Lingxiancao, it has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying, reducing swelling and relieving pain."

Su Qing leaned in to examine the herb, her eyes full of curiosity. Yun Yangzi continued, "Identifying herbs is the foundation of medicine. You need to memorize the appearance, smell, and efficacy of each herb." As he spoke, he picked up another herb and handed it to Su Qing, allowing her to feel its texture for herself.

Yun Yangzi then opened a medical book and pointed to the records, explaining in detail the treatments for various illnesses. Su Qing listened attentively, occasionally raising questions. Yun Yangzi patiently answered her questions, sometimes using gestures and sometimes demonstrating some treatment techniques himself.

During his teaching, Yun Yangzi was sometimes serious and sometimes affable. He rigorously required Su Qing to master every single point of knowledge, not allowing for even the slightest sloppiness. Su Qing, fully aware of his master's good intentions, diligently memorized his every word and gesture.

The breeze blew gently, bringing bursts of floral fragrance. In this peaceful Worry-Free Valley, the master and disciple were immersed in the world of medicine, as if time had stood still.

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye!

In the tranquil Wuyou Valley, Su Qing sat beneath an ancient tree, holding an ancient book in her hands and studying it attentively. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, as if applauding her concentration.

At this moment, Yun Yangzi approached slowly, his steps light and steady, like an immortal descending to earth. Su Qing heard the footsteps and quickly stood up, respectfully bowing to his master.

"Disciple, have you gained any insights recently?" Yun Yangzi asked with a smile.

Su Qing lowered his head slightly, thought for a moment, and then replied: "Master, when I was studying ancient books, I deeply felt that everything in the world has its own way. Medicine can save people from illness, and swordsmanship can protect people from danger. But I still have many doubts and don't know how to better integrate the two."

Yun Yangzi nodded slightly, his eyes gleaming with admiration. "Disciple, I'm very pleased that you've thought this through. Medicine and swordsmanship, though seemingly different, both originate from the heart. A righteous heart leads to righteous skills, and a kind heart leads to virtuous skills."

Su Qing seemed to be thinking deeply, and asked, "Master, how can we achieve a righteous and kind heart?"

Yun Yangzi looked at Su Qing and said earnestly, "To be righteous, you must stick to your original intention and not be tempted by the outside world. To be kind, you must be compassionate and take saving others as your own responsibility. When you truly achieve these two points, medical skills and swordsmanship will naturally merge into one."

Su Qing's eyes flashed with enlightenment, "Master, I understand. I will definitely remember your teachings and practice diligently."

Yun Yangzi smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, disciple. The path of cultivation is long and arduous, but as long as you persevere, you will surely achieve something."

Su Qing nodded firmly, "Disciple will never let Master down."

The master and disciple chatted for a long time, sharing their insights and experiences. In this Worry-Free Valley, their conversation flowed like a clear spring, nourishing each other's souls and pointing the way for Su Qing's spiritual practice.

The Su family said, "Old man, my dear grandson will be back in half a year! I'm counting the days!"

"It's almost time, we'll be able to see our granddaughter soon!" It was a rare sight to see smiles on the faces of the old couple!