Not following the expected path? Reborn and unexpectedly married to a demon.

On her way back, Chu Luo asked Master Cao, who tended the flowers and plants in the garden, for a flowerpot.

After learning that she wanted to grow something, Master Cao gave her two large pots that already had soil in them, and also gave her some fertilizer.

Chu Luo returned to her room, took off a chain from her neck, and poured out some tiny seeds from it.

Drawing on her experience in planting flowers, trees, and fruit trees, she processed the seeds, added some other things to the soil, and planted them two days later.

These seeds she brought out of the prison were not easy to grow, and even if they were lucky enough to grow, there was a very high chance that they would not have much medicinal effect.

If she hadn't had the experience of planting in that previous life, she wouldn't have taken the seeds away so rashly.

The seeds sprouted faster than she expected, and within just a few days of being planted in the soil, they had already started to turn green.

During the day, Chu Luo and Bai Yu went to the courtyard to study together, placing the herbs on the table and opening the window for ventilation.

Passing flying insects couldn't resist landing on the tender shoots, but instantly fell into the pot and became nutrients, having all their essence sucked out.

Chu Luo knew nothing of all this. She studied by Bai Yu's side every day, eager to learn, and deeply admired Mr. Bai Yu's knowledge.

When she returned, she brought with her the books she had asked Butler Qin for, and she read and took notes while reading, often forgetting to eat or sleep.

She read faster and faster, and the more she learned, the deeper her understanding became. She came to appreciate how grand and useful Bai Yu's ideas were.

This person, like the young saint, is a man of great talent; such a person only appears once every few hundred years.

Chu Luo had read Shao Sheng's books, and through her interactions with Bai Yu and her learning from him, she realized that many of his actions and words were a concrete manifestation of Shao Sheng's ideals.

He himself is far more awe-inspiring than the books suggest; he is like a god, inspiring admiration and filling people's hearts with hope.

If he weren't so young, only in his early twenties, Chu Luo would have thought that this person was probably Young Master Fei Hong.

However, Shao Sheng was, after all, the chief disciple of Master Zhong Changfu. Master Zhong Changfu had countless disciples, and in her previous life, the people she met on Guanyu ranged in age from old to gray.

The person who can become his chief disciple and inherit his mantle and ideas should not be someone in their twenties.

Such people with open-air wisdom are probably very difficult to survive; Shao Sheng is one, and so is Mr. Bai Yu.

If it weren't for the extremely suitable climate and environment of this secluded paradise, a place of outstanding people and abundant resources, and the countless people who went out of their way to save and protect Mr. Bai Yu, Chu Luo would probably never have met such a person again.

In reality, Chu Luo had already regarded Bai Yu as her teacher, or more accurately, her master.

One day, after finishing his lesson, Mr. Baiyu looked at the children flying kites outside and smiled broadly. Intrigued, he asked, "Why do you only watch and not try flying one yourself? Springtime is precious; we should make the most of it."

"Flying kites like children?" Chu Luo found it hard to believe. How old was she? How could she still play like them?

"You're only around sixteen years old, just a few years older than them. Besides, who says only children can play like this? What truly holds people back isn't age, but prejudice. Life is short; you should experience as much as you want."

"It seems he's right." She has been reborn several times, living a life of despondency.

Ultimately, she never even saw what life was like after she turned twenty; she never truly experienced being a carefree child, nor did she become an adult.

"I'll make you a kite," Bai Yu said, and then someone brought over the materials.

He skillfully picked up the bamboo stick, but the person taking care of him did not come forward to help.

Chu Luo didn't want him to overwork, and besides, how could he use his hands, which were used to write classical texts, to make a kite for her? She wanted to step forward and stop him, but then felt it wasn't appropriate. Somewhat flattered, she asked, "Why are you making a kite for me by hand?"

“The kites for the children here are all handmade by their elders. My kite is very well made. A beautiful kite will definitely make you stand out among them,” Bai Yu replied with a smile, while his hands kept tying bamboo strips together.

Chu Luo's eyes welled up with tears; he treated her like a child.

From childhood to adulthood, she took care of her mother like a little adult and fought with the other members of the Chu family. In her eyes, her own father was not much of an elder, after all, he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father.

The kite's frame was already roughly complete. Although it wasn't a heavy task, it wasn't easy for him, who was physically weak. Fine beads of sweat were already visible on his smooth forehead.

Chu Luo tried to stop him, but Butler Qin noticed her worry and gently shook his head to reassure her.

After the skeleton was completed, Butler Qin helped carry it, and Bai Yu had someone bring out the finest paper so he could begin drawing.

With swift, flowing strokes, Bai Yu dazzled the eye, and in no time, a vibrantly colored painting of a phoenix soaring through the sky was completed.

The phoenix seemed to come alive, possessing boundless vitality, as if it wanted to break through the sky and dispel the gloom.

This is his hope for Chu Luo, and only someone with boundless inner strength can easily paint such a picture full of hope and power.

This is so inconsistent with his frail health. How could he live so optimistically, giving people strength and spirit like the sun?

Chu Luo felt a mix of emotions.

The kite was quickly finished, and Chu Luo was speechless as she looked at the exquisite kite.

Bai Yu looked at the kite and still felt that something was missing, pondering it over and over again.

Chu Luo already thought it was perfect and didn't want him to bother anymore. "This is the best and most beautiful kite I've ever seen. Please don't trouble yourself."

"It's not good enough yet, but as soon as you mentioned it, I know this kite is missing something. Add two bagpipes and a small bell, then it'll make a sound."

Thinking of this, he was very pleased, and in the midst of the conversation, he instructed someone to go to his study to retrieve the bell and bagpipes that were kept in a mahogany box.

Soon after, someone brought him what he wanted.

He hung up all the bagpipe bells, like the little bells of the lily of the valley, and they immediately made a clear and melodious sound.

Chu Luo could tell that the bell was made of an extraordinary material, but he didn't seem to care much.

“This bell is too precious, it would be bad if it got lost…” Chu Luo was about to say that it would be bad if it got lost, but Bai Yu saw the worry in her eyes.

"Things that bring joy and happiness have value; money is not the only measure of their worth. Bells and bagpipes are made to make sound. Go, fly your kite, and you'll hear even more beautiful sounds."

Bai Yu handed her the kite, his eyes full of encouragement.

"go"

Chu Luo took the kite, but she couldn't let it go. No matter how she tried to imitate the other children, the kite still wouldn't fly.

The child next to him stopped and couldn't help but remind him, "You need to run, then..."

To everyone's surprise, the usually clever Chu Luo understood what they were saying, but she still couldn't get the kite flying high.

"Sigh, let's teach her." Several children came over and began to guide Chu Luo little by little, starting with how to pick things up and how to run.

They were quite patient. When Chu Luo's kite soared high into the sky and the sound of bagpipes rang out like the cry of a phoenix, they jumped up with joy, filled with a sense of accomplishment.

They flew their kites and ran after Chu Luo. Chu Luo ran faster and faster, feeling extremely happy. Her laughter mingled with the children's laughter, full of vitality.

Bai Yu watched, and laughed even more heartily.

Looking at this scene, Butler Qin felt more heartache than anything else. His young master must also want to run freely like this.

Unfortunately, I have never been able to achieve my wish.

Chu Luo was overjoyed. When she returned with the kite, she looked at Bai Yu with eyes full of gratitude and admiration.

He seemed to have given her some happy memories of her childhood.

Chu Luo recalled the lantern from her childhood. That year, during the Lantern Festival, she stood out and won money, along with a beautiful lantern that made her very happy.

Looking at the exquisitely beautiful kite in her hand, the gift seemed to transport her back to her past.