Volume 1, Chapter 178 Jinghong is actually a genius.
Ye Tingmu looked into the distance with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.
His voice was also a little deep.
If you can stay quietly, who would want to wander around?
Hua Zhilu raised her head and what came into her sight was Ye Tingmu's profile.
Very quiet and gentle. Although he looked sad, he also had a faint smile on his face.
She hesitated to speak, and slightly opened her white lips.
"So, you can't take me with you?"
Ye Tingmu turned his head and met her eyes.
There was a hint of pleading and loss in Hua Zhilu's eyes.
"Or is it because I'm useless and a nuisance?"
Her voice was very soft and low, and one had to listen carefully to hear it clearly.
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows.
"What do you think?"
Hua Zhilu lowered her long eyelashes and bit her lip.
"You know what? After my parents died, I thought I would be alone in this world, without any relatives, until I met you. During the time I spent with you, I was really happy and joyful. I thought, you are my relatives, but if you leave me, then I will be alone again."
Her voice became smaller and smaller, and her expression became more and more gloomy.
Looking through the strands of hair in front of her eyes, one could see that her eyes were already a little red.
Hearing these words, Ye Tingmu was distracted for a moment.
He naturally knew what Hua Zhilu was referring to.
I have never treated her as an outsider, it's just that she has done me a favor.
And letting her stay is for her own good.
Even if it's this good, it's not what she wants.
Seeing Ye Tingmu didn't say anything.
Hua Zhilu said again: "So, Brother Mu, I still can't be the same as Guanqi and Jinghong, right? They can be your sisters and relatives, but I can't? We are just friends, right?"
At this moment, her eyes were fixed on Ye Tingmu's face.
She just wanted an answer.
Ye Tingmu looked at the girl in front of him, the pink between her eyebrows and the crystal clear eyes.
He took out a handkerchief from his waist.
The handkerchief was yellow and a little torn.
"Xiaolu, this is different. Besides, I have never treated you as an outsider. You are also my sister, just like Guanqi and Jinghong. But you know what? This time is very dangerous. I can't let you get hurt. Guanqi and Jinghong are still young and can't live without me, but you are different. You have grown up, and I believe you can take care of yourself."
As he said this he raised his handkerchief.
"Just like this handkerchief, I have never discarded it. Neither will I discard you. When one day I have conquered the world and no one can threaten me anymore, I will come back to pick you up, okay?"
Hua Zhilu looked at the yellowed handkerchief.
“Are they very powerful?”
"who?"
"Your enemy."
"That's impressive, but one day I will be more powerful than them." He said firmly, his eyes full of smiles and confidence.
His abilities are limited and he cannot protect everyone.
It could be protected in Jinzhou, but it cannot be protected now.
In the royal struggle, the saint is the son, the outcome is unknown, and the loser will die.
Can you survive if you win?
But it is far from as easy as imagined.
Hua Zhilu was not talking.
Ye Tingmu didn't say anything either.
The two of them just sat facing each other quietly.
Hua Zhilu knew that Ye Tingmu was definitely going to do something dangerous.
In fact, he was doing dangerous things along the way.
Whether in Jinzhou, where he beheaded the county magistrate for himself, or in the peach blossom forest of Shangyun, outside Shangyunju, or Tianyaju.
He does dangerous things all the time.
And his enemies are becoming more and more powerful.
She understood that she was powerless and could not help once.
Instead, it became a burden and concern for him.
Even when watching chess, Jinghong dared to hold a knife in front of him, but he himself did not dare to do so.
Because she was really scared, and that kind of fear was not something she could control.
Having been cared for by her parents since childhood, she has never experienced the sufferings of the world, nor has she experienced what they have experienced.
So she was really scared, very scared...
She was the first to break the silence, with a smile in her eyes.
"Brother Mu, I understand. I'll wait for you at Beimang. I believe you can win."
Ye Tingmu smiled knowingly.
"good."
He will definitely win, and he must win. He, Ye Tingmu, cannot afford to lose.
"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to go play with Guanqi and the others." Hua Zhilu stood up and said that.
She wiped her slightly red eyes, waved at him, and left.
The peach blossom blooms particularly brilliantly in the spring sunshine.
She jumped and disappeared from Ye Tingmu's sight.
Ye Tingmu looked at the handkerchief in his hand with a bitter smile on his lips.
Then he patted his waist and put it into the storage bag.
"Hey...Even at 18 years old, you are still a child. You cry when you are told to cry and laugh when you are told to laugh."
He also stood up and stretched.
I came back too late last night and didn't sleep well. I'm going to take a nap.
After Hua Zhilu left, he did not go to look for Jinghong and the others.
Then he walked straight out of the Dongfang family's door.
Heading towards a small alley.
Her eyes were determined and there was always a smile on her lips.
Because she has relatives now, or rather, she has a brother now.
She clenched her fist.
"Brother Mu, I will help you. Your enemies are my enemies. No matter what, I will not let anyone take my loved ones away again."
Although she didn't know the identity of the fourth prince Feng He, she knew that it was Chao Yu who had a conflict with Ye Tingmu, and Lin An said that Chao Yu's grandfather was the King of Beimang.
So the enemy is the Northern Maniac King.
Then the Northern Maniac King should die, so that Ye Tingmu will no longer be in danger.
Of course she couldn't kill the other person, because he was a saint.
But he can.
At this moment, she seemed to have made a big decision in her heart.
And this decision will change her ordinary life.
When I woke up, it was already dusk.
It was unusually noisy outside as usual.
Jinghong put his hands on his hips and said unconvincedly: "Lin An, I heard that you are the most talented person in this northern area and you are very knowledgeable."
"Miss Fifth, you are joking. Those are just wonderful compliments from the world."
Wan Jin said, "I can testify to this, Sister Jinghong, he is indeed the most talented scholar. Moreover, Lin An could do mental arithmetic at the age of ten, and he could do it quickly and accurately. The teacher at that time said he was a child prodigy."
Jinghong glanced at Wanjin with disdain.
"If someone is fast at math, he's a child prodigy. Well, I'm fast at math too, so doesn't that mean I'm a child prodigy too?"
"Is this true?"
Little Jinghong held his head high and said proudly, "If you don't believe me, just try it. Add, subtract, multiply and divide as you like."
Lin An also became interested.
"Since Fifth Miss is so interested, since I have nothing to do anyway, how about I give her a test?"
Upon hearing this, Jinghong jumped onto the chair.
"Come on, bring your horses over, let's fight to the death, and show you what it means to be the fastest in the world."
The others immediately surrounded the two of them.
His eyes were full of expectations.
Even Ye Tingmu became interested. He leaned against the door frame, folded his hands and looked at the few people.
He really wanted to see how fast Jinghong was.
Lin An raised the folding fan in his hand, and spoke slowly like a talented man.
"Please listen to the question. What is forty times two hundred and fifty equal to?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jinghong's voice started.
"Ten thousand."
Lin An was stunned, the others gasped, and Qingfeng was even more surprised.
So fast?
He asked Dongfang Qingzhu who was standing beside him in a low voice.
"Sister Qingzhu, right?"
Dongfang Qingzhu tilted his head, looking thoughtful.
His fingers kept moving.
"Let me calculate."
She was very puzzled. She hadn't even figured it out yet, so why could Jinghong be so fast?
Could it be that Jinghong is really a genius?
The same goes for other people.
Lin An was stunned and said, "Miss Fifth is really a genius in arithmetic. She figured out the correct answer so quickly."
Feng He was puzzled. He didn't know whether Jinghong's calculation was right or not. He just thought that this girl was just shouting nonsense. But he didn't expect Lin An to say that her calculation was right. This was surprising.
Of course Ye Tingmu was also surprised and looked at Jinghong in astonishment.
Could it be that this child’s talent is arithmetic?
It’s really not easy.
I didn’t even realize that I have a potential math genius. No, I must focus on cultivating him in the future.
Jinghong looked proud and complacent.
“Come again…”
After hearing this, Lin An thought for a moment.
In that case, I'll give myself a difficult one.
"Please listen to the second question. What is the sum of 123567 times 16?"
Qingfeng lowered his eyes. He knew that this question was difficult because the numbers were very long.
As Lin An finished speaking, several people looked at Jinghong at the same time.
They really wanted to know whether Jinghong could solve such a complicated problem.
Ye Tingmu was the same, but there was more anticipation in his eyes.
Jinghong remained calm and gave the answer almost instantly.
"Ten thousand."
"Oh my....Fuck."
Ye Tingmu cursed in his heart and almost fell to the ground because he didn't stand firmly.
He held his forehead helplessly. Sure enough, Jinghong was still the same Jinghong, without any surprises.
The others looked at each other in amazement. There was no need to think about the answer; it was definitely wrong.
Feng He held his forehead with his hand: "I knew it..."
Lin An whispered, "That Fifth Miss, her calculations are wrong."
Jinghong spread his hands and said, "Does it matter whether it's right or not? Just tell me if I'm fast or not."
Everyone was speechless and didn't know what to say.
The calculations were indeed fast, and they hadn't said before that they were accurate, they had only said that they were fast.
Ye Tingmu looked up to the sky and cried out in grief.
"Damn it... this damn anticipation."
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