Bai Wangyu responded respectfully.

"Then just stay there, I haven't finished asking my questions yet!"

Chen Qiaoer said something coldly, and immediately walked towards Li Ziye in front of him.

"Old Bai, save me."

Li Ziye was so frightened that he ran behind Little Red Riding Hood and asked for help.

Bai Wangyu was also in a cold sweat. Although Chen Qiaoer's teacher was usually not normal, he was not as crazy as today.

What's going on?

"Get out of the way!"

Chen Qiaoer looked at Bai Wangyu who was blocking the front and said.

"Jiaoxi Chen."

Bai Wangyu was about to say something, but when he saw Chen Qiaoer's warning eyes, he immediately got cold feet and moved away quietly.

"Old Bai, you!"

When Li Ziye saw this, he was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Little Red Riding Hood was indeed unreliable at this critical moment.

"Boy, did you invent Liuli?"

Close at hand, Chen Qiaoer looked at the young man in front of him and asked persistently.

"yes."

Li Ziye finally couldn't bear it this time and chose to compromise, admitting.

"Very good."

Hearing this, Chen Qiaoer's delicate face showed a hint of joy. She took off the glasses from the bridge of her nose and said, "Can this thing be made thinner? It's too ugly!"

Li Ziye looked stunned and looked at the glasses in the woman's hand. He spent a long time fiddling with them, just for this?

Just for this?

Tell me earlier!

Li Ziye took the glasses and put them on his eyes, and suddenly the world was shaking.

Damn it.

What a degree!

Li Ziye quickly took off his glasses, shook his head, then looked at the woman in front of him, and curiously stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

With such a high degree of myopia, without glasses, it is basically the same as being blind.

"Stop shaking. Although I can't see it, I can feel it." Chen Qiaoer said calmly.

When Li Ziye heard this, he immediately took back his hand and smiled awkwardly. He had forgotten that this woman was a master who had opened up four divine treasures.

"You haven't answered me yet, can you or can't you?" Chen Qiaoer asked.

"It's okay, that's okay."

Li Ziye glanced at the glasses in his hand and said, "However, it will take some time. The craftsmanship of colored glaze is not yet mature. It is not easy to make glasses with a high refractive index."

"Refractive index?"

Chen Qiaoer looked puzzled and said, "What do you mean?"

"this."

Li Ziye was a little stumped, how to explain this.

"Forget it, as long as you can do it."

Chen Qiaoer reached out, took the glasses back, put them on again, and said, "After you make it, I will help you beat up someone. Anyone can do it."

"make a deal."

Li Ziye grinned and responded.

This deal is pretty good, simple and rough!

He started to like Professor Chen a little now.

"Three teachers, Brother Li and I have to visit the teachers from the other two colleges, so we won't stay any longer. We'll leave first."

On the side, Bai Wangyu saw this, grabbed Li Ziye and walked outside.

"Old Bai, why are you in such a hurry? I haven't talked enough with Teacher Chen yet!" Li Ziye said complainingly after being dragged into the north courtyard.

"I'm afraid that if you two continue to chat, you might join forces and overthrow the North Courtyard."

Bai Wangyu said angrily, "Let's go to the West Courtyard."

…

Just when Li Ziye started to make good connections in preparation for entering the Taixue Palace to teach, convoys rolled in to the west of the capital, setting off from the southwest border of Dashang. After traveling for more than ten days, they were less than half the distance from the capital of Dashang.

In the carriage in the middle of the team, an extremely beautiful girl was sitting in it. Every once in a while, she would look back at the back of the team, looking for that familiar figure.

However, every time she looked at it, the girl would be disappointed and her expression would become darker and darker.

Behind the team, where no one could see, a young novice monk in a light yellow cassock followed silently, day after day, from the southwestern border of Great Shang to here.

The little novice monk looks very delicate, as fair as a child, with a blood-red Buddha seal between his eyebrows, which is eye-catching.

Having been on the road for more than ten days, even though he is as strong as a Buddha, he looks a little pale at the moment. It is obvious that his body is reaching its limit.

However, Sanzang never stopped and always followed the convoy.

Master said that suffering is also a method of cultivation.

"Little monk, where are you?"

Good carriage, Qingqing murmured sadly, looking at the Great Shang Capital, which was not too far away, with a flash of perseverance in his eyes.

She will never marry that eldest prince.

Even death.
Chapter completed!