After transmigrating, she became the most beloved beast in the world.

In the quiet night, bathed in moonlight, the two people in the courtyard were immersed in their own worlds. One was a patient and meticulous teacher, the other a student eager to learn.

As the night deepened, the atmosphere between the two seemed to grow even warmer. Just then, a series of hurried footsteps broke the silence.

As soon as A-Da entered the courtyard, he received a disapproving look from Mo. Just as A-Da stood helplessly in the courtyard, Chu Xinyao said, "Mo, A-Da probably has something to talk to you about. Go ahead and do your thing! I'll practice a little longer."

"No need, it's nothing serious." Mo just glanced at A-Da sideways.

Ah Da had no way to express his suffering, but since the adults thought it wasn't a big deal, it wouldn't be a problem to delay a little longer.

Seeing that A-Da seemed hesitant to speak, Chu Xinyao smiled and said, "I've practiced enough, it's time to go back and rest."

“Okay, you should rest first,” Mo continued. “We’ll practice more later, and we should be able to master it.”

Xiao Hua led Chu Xinyao towards the room. As they passed through the corridor, a gust of wind swept by, ruffling Chu Xinyao's long hair. She tucked her hair behind her ear and vaguely heard voices shouting "Seriously injured! Escape!" She turned around in surprise, but did not see Mo or A'da.

The corridor has a unique structure; it is covered by lush plants and is completely shaded, with only a gentle breeze blowing through it.

Was anyone injured? And what about those who ran away? She had a very good impression of the group in the convoy, and she didn't want anyone to get hurt.

Chu Xinyao frowned slightly and stopped, and Xiao Hua stopped as well. Chu Xinyao's gaze searched the corridor, but when she listened carefully, she could hear nothing.

"Sister Xinyao, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell because you practiced for too long?"

Chu Xinyao shook her head and asked, "Xiao Hua, who is injured?"

Xiao Hua was very surprised. "I haven't heard of that. The Spirit Butterfly Town is heavily guarded, and there haven't been any large wild beasts attacking. How could someone be injured?"

Could it be that she misheard?

"Sister Xinyao, you must have misheard. I didn't hear anything."

Chu Xinyao and Xiao Hua said goodnight to each other. Xiao Hua gently closed the door and stayed in the room alone. She lit the oil lamp on the table, and the warm flame danced in the room, dispelling the chill of the night.

She went to the window, preparing to open it and let the fresh night breeze into the room.

Just then, she heard a faint sound, like the sound of leaves rustling in the wind outside the window, but it seemed somewhat different.

"Who?" She turned around alertly, but it was too late to react. A strong hand quickly covered her mouth, and another hand tightly grabbed her arm and dragged her into the shadows of the room.

Chu Xinyao's heart pounded like a drum. She tried to struggle, but found the other person's strength to be exceptionally powerful. Just as she felt a wave of despair, a hoarse, slightly familiar voice said in a low voice, "Don't scream, I won't hurt you."

Her body stiffened for a moment, then she stopped struggling. The voice, though deep, carried a soothing quality, and she was led to a corner of the room.

The person holding her hostage slowly released her. Chu Xinyao turned her head, and in the dim light, she saw that face—it was He Yu.

"It's you?" Chu Xinyao's voice was filled with surprise, her eyes flickering with doubt in the dim light.

A hint of surprise flashed in He Yu's eyes; he clearly hadn't expected to encounter Chu Xinyao here. He quickly hid behind the door, making sure no one noticed anything amiss.

"Don't worry, it's so late, no one will come here. Are you... injured?" Her gaze swept over He Yu, noticing the tears in his clothes and the marks on his body.

He Yu nodded slightly and approached Chu Xinyao. His voice was low and carried a hint of barely perceptible apology: "I'm sorry to meet you in this way." He held his injured arm, his brows furrowed slightly, clearly enduring the pain.

Chu Xinyao didn't ask any further questions. She quickly went to the bedside and took out a clean handkerchief and a porcelain vase from the drawer on the cabinet. Then she walked to He Yu's side, her eyes revealing some concern.

"Didn't you fly away? How come you're injured?" she asked in a low voice, handing him the things in her hand.

He Yu's expression became somewhat subtle upon seeing the porcelain bottle. This medicine was no ordinary item; it was a rare and precious elixir, priceless. For a female to reside in Lord Mo's courtyard, possessing the finest room and enjoying the best of everything, was itself a testament to her extraordinary status. Coupled with her striking beauty, all of this silently proclaimed her immense importance to Mo.

On He Yu's arm, several deep, crisscrossing scratches stretched across the skin, flesh torn and bloodstains visible. These wounds appeared to have been inflicted by some kind of animal; the skin around the wounds was swollen and had an unnatural black color, clearly indicating poison.

"Ah, poisonous?" Chu Xinyao exclaimed softly. These females are too fierce; they actually use poison.

He Yu carefully opened the porcelain bottle, and a faint, pleasant fragrance immediately filled the air, invigorating the senses. She sprinkled the powder inside onto the wound; the moment it touched the wound, a cooling sensation spread, and the pain in her arm noticeably lessened.

"This powder is really effective," He Yu couldn't help but exclaim. He could feel the powder rapidly penetrating his skin, promoting wound healing. It was probably made from herbs that grew around the Ink Serpent tribe, which had a natural resistance to the venom of the Ink Serpent. "No wonder it's a priceless treasure of the Ink Serpent; it has already shown some effect in such a short time."

Chu Xinyao looked at He Yu's strong arms. Although the wounds were gruesome, they had begun to show obvious improvement under the effect of the medicinal powder. Not only had they stopped bleeding, but the skin around the wounds had also begun to lighten, which meant that the poison in the wounds had been neutralized.

He Yu was injured in his right arm, and bandaging it with one hand was extremely difficult. He bit the corner of his handkerchief as he painstakingly bandaged himself. His brow was furrowed, and every movement seemed to be pushing his limits of endurance.

Chu Xinyao stood aside, looking at him like this, and finally couldn't bear it. She said softly, "Let me help you!" She took the handkerchief, and with nimble hands, quickly tied a bow on his arm.

This bow was not only sturdy, but also had an indescribable beauty, which made He Yu take a few more glances.

Then, Chu Xinyao handed the porcelain bottle to He Yu. "Your injury needs to be treated with the powder a few more times, so this bottle is for you." The powder was brought to her by Mo through Xiao Hua when she moved in, who said that sprinkling a little on the bedside table at night would repel mosquitoes. At the time, Xiao Hua had mentioned that the powder also had many other effects, such as stopping bleeding, detoxifying, and healing wounds.

Looking at Chu Xinyao, who was carefully bandaging him, He Yu said gratefully, "Thank you, this is exactly what I needed. But this elixir is so precious, and you've given it to me like this. I really... don't know how to repay you."

Oh, is this medicine very expensive? She's been using it like toilet water; I have to say she's really wasting it.

Chu Xinyao smiled and said, "We can be considered to be destined to meet! There's no need to talk about repayment. Since this medicine powder can help you, it has fulfilled its greatest value."