Ye Qingxue stared at him for a long time, and when he said "Happy New Year," her heart, which had just calmed down, started beating wildly again.

Zhao Ciyan's eyes, illuminated by the fireworks, seemed to hold a sky full of stars.

She suddenly froze, her pupils contracting slightly.

That familiar feeling returned the moment she looked into his eyes.

An inexplicable throbbing sensation.

The eyes before me gradually overlapped with the eyes in my memory. The hazy mist dissipated, revealing a delicate face that was sickly pale and weak.

"Lu Chuci..."

Ye Qingxue murmured.

She stared intently into the eyes of the person in front of her, whose eyes had already turned to gaze at the distant fireworks, his gaze flickering, his expression unreadable.

It seemed he hadn't heard what she had just said.

Ye Qingxue took a step forward, about to ask another question, when Zhao Ciyan suddenly turned around, his eyes narrowing upwards: "Make a wish?"

Blinking, Ye Qingxue suddenly came to her senses.

He definitely won't admit it if you ask him like that.

Lowering her eyelids, Ye Qingxue's eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly, a hint of inquiry flashing in her eyes.

Her intuition was always accurate: Zhao Ciyan in disguise, Lu Chuci faking his death, and all those strange behaviors in Qingshui County.

Ye Qingxue felt that her guess was most likely correct.

The person in front of her was still waiting for her response. Ye Qingxue put her hands together under her chin and slowly closed her eyes.

Unbeknownst to her, a fleeting look of panic crossed Zhao Ciyan's eyes after she closed them.

Ye Qingxue closed her eyes, listening to the distant fireworks, thinking about Zhao Ciyan's identity, her mind in turmoil.

As she made a wish, her mind raced with thoughts.

But in the end, he only had one thought: to conceal his suspicions and then find an opportunity to see the face behind Zhao Ciyan's mask.

She couldn't just ask him directly, afraid of scaring him away. This person was elusive and mysterious; if he ran away, she wouldn't know where to find him.

"What wish is taking so long?" A voice sounded beside her, and Ye Qingxue opened her eyes.

"You don't understand. When making a wish, you have to be sincere and repeat it several times to increase the chances of success."

Ye Qingxue looked at him with an expression that said, "You don't understand."

Zhao Ciyan glanced at her twice, noticing nothing amiss on her face, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, curving his lips into a smile: "What wish? Does it require you to make such a devout one?"

Ye Qingxue turned her head to look at the fireworks in the distance: "It won't work if you say it out loud."

Zhao Ciyan chuckled lightly: "You still believe in this?"

Ye Qingxue: "If you don't believe me, then tell me your wish."

Zhao Ciyan paused, as if to cover something up, and sat cross-legged on the ground: "I didn't make a wish."

"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. Stop pretending." Ye Qingxue shook her head and sat down next to him.

Zhao Ciyan chuckled silently a few times without refuting.

Ye Qingxue hugged her legs, rested her chin on her knees, and looked towards the bustling capital city.

Beneath the surface of prosperity, undercurrents are bound to surge.

She lowered her eyelids and thought to herself: I will definitely be able to gain a foothold in the capital.

As she was thinking this, her wrist suddenly felt hot. Ye Qingxue looked at the unusual spot and her pupils contracted slightly.

A new mission has begun in the black mist of the Spirit Field.

She glanced at Zhao Ciyan beside her and saw that he was still seriously admiring the scenery. It would be too abrupt to leave now, so she decided to just go in and check out the mission.

Closing her eyes, Ye Qingxue slowly sank her mind into the spiritual field space and came to the black mist, staring intently at it.

Task 5: Help XXX resolve the crisis.

Ye Qingxue was stunned. The three words after "help" were blurred and unclear.

These three vague characters should be a person's name, but the fact that the system did not display them directly indicates that the person's identity is still unclear.

Faced with this crisis and with no clear identity, the only person Ye Qingxue could think of was Zhao Ciyan, who was by her side.

Ye Qingxue's eyes shifted slightly, a thoughtful expression on her face.

Now that the system has assigned a task, we need to start preparing immediately to find out who Zhao Ciyan really is.

At the very least, we need to know whether he is the target of the mission.

Ye Qingxue paced back and forth in the spiritual field space.

To find out what's behind Zhao Ciyan's mask, you need to create a potion that can remove it.

Her master must have taught her in a past life...

Ye Qingxue turned on her toes and walked into the space supermarket.

After completing the fourth task last time, the supermarket has more than doubled in size, and two new areas have been added.

The pharmaceutical preparation area and the pharmaceutical preparation station area.

What Ye Qingxue found regrettable was that the supermarket still didn't have the high-tech products she had created in her previous life, but the presence of two sections related to medicines was a pleasant surprise.

In the 23rd century, medicine was actually the most widespread and important commodity.

The scope of application of medicines covers all aspects of people's lives, including clothing, food, housing, and transportation.

Applying protective agents to clothing can make the fabric more durable, making it impervious to water and fire. More potent agents can even provide temporary invisibility.

Adding nutrients or flavor enhancers to food can improve bodily functions or make food taste better.

Regarding housing, it is necessary to apply insect repellent or similar agents to every corner. In the 23rd century, the rate of animal mutation has increased, and almost every region faces the crisis of animal tides, so these types of agents are indispensable.

Regarding travel, there are also lubricants that can improve the efficiency of vehicles or strengthen their structural integrity. If you are walking, there are also medications to relieve muscle soreness.

It can be said that medicine was an indispensable thing in Ye Qingxue's previous life.

In her past life, Ye Qingxue, as a special agent, had to learn how to prepare her own medicines.

Ye Qingxue had personally experienced the convenience of the medicine, and she never expected to see such things in this world. She was incredibly excited when she first saw them.

But the moment she saw the price, it was like being doused with a bucket of cold water; her excitement vanished instantly.

The finished medicine is available, and there are also ways to make your own medicine, with all the raw materials provided for you.

But nobody told her that these things are so expensive!

The cheapest bottle of finished medicine costs at least ten taels.

Making it yourself is cheaper, but the raw materials cost at least one ounce per gram.

If you make it yourself, one bottle will weigh about five or six ounces, and that's just the most basic nutritional supplement.

Ye Qingxue left some money at home, and all she had left was fifty taels.

Moreover, she has no income yet and needs to cover expenses in the capital. Where is she going to get money to make medicine?

There's really no money and no need for it.

Therefore, Ye Qingxue temporarily put the matter aside at that time.

Now, because of the mission, and based on her own guess, Ye Qingxue has to activate these two areas.

In her memory, the recipe for that potion didn't seem difficult, so Ye Qingxue walked to the materials area in front of the potion preparation table to observe it.

"Qianzhong, Moling, Gangu..."

One by one, the raw materials were picked out, weighed, and then the money was paid.

After selecting the raw materials, it cost about four taels of silver.

Some boiling and distillation operations are also required, which will cost some money.

Ye Qingxue took a deep breath and was about to start when she suddenly felt her head being touched.

My heart suddenly jumped out of my chest.

Oh no! She's not in her room now, she's outside, and there's someone next to her!

Ye Qingxue put down the raw materials and slowly turned her attention back to her mind. She felt her head being gently supported and tilted to one side.

The next second, her cheek touched a strong arm, and the warmth of the man's palm still lingered on her chin.

Zhao Ciyan... placed her head on his shoulder?

Before he could stop moving, after a rustling sound, Ye Qingxue felt a weight on her shoulders as a warm robe was draped over her.

She was slightly taken aback, only to feel herself enveloped in the fragrance of herbs and trees.

Then I heard him say that.

"Your vigilance is too low. You can even fall asleep in front of someone like me who has no background."

"Luckily, I'm not a bad person, so I can protect you."

"Sleep peacefully."

My heart started racing again.

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