Chapter 8 is over, and Morax is coming to inspect it personally.
Morax saw that the little girl was dressed in bright red, and her face was rosy from the cold, making her look like she had stepped out of a New Year's painting.
It's definitely festive and suitable for sending New Year's greetings.
“Yes,” he nodded, and said cooperatively, “Thank you.”
Qiao Xi gave him a way out and he accepted it.
"You're welcome."
She hadn't recognized the other person as Morax yet, and was trying to stand up by supporting herself on the ground.
The road surface was covered with many pebbles, all of which were buried in snow.
Morax was worried that she might accidentally bump into something, so he bent down to help her up.
But Qiao Xi shoved it away.
His outstretched hand was slapped away with a "smack." In thousands of years, this was the first time someone had treated him like this. Morax paused slightly, his gaze falling on Qiao Xi's face in astonishment.
Qiao Xi readily agreed, saying, "Grandpa, thank you for your kindness, but I can do it myself. You're old, so please don't fall."
“Qiao Xi,” Morax said helplessly, “look up.”
Qiao Xi did as she was told, and suddenly a faint golden light blurred her vision. When a large hand gently supported Qiao Xi's forearm, the surrounding snowflakes were momentarily tinged with golden light.
She was pulled up by a large hand and a distance was created, and Morax stood quietly in front of her.
The wind blew some snow off the treetops and onto Qiao Xi's eyelashes, like a thin layer of frost covering her raven feathers.
She was somewhat surprised: "Was that old man just now actually you?" Morax nodded.
Qiao Xi stared at the other person absentmindedly for a moment, and then finally said, "Well, shall I wish you a Happy New Year in advance?"
Morax frowned slightly, looking at Qiao Xi with a puzzled expression.
Qiao Xi realized her own blunder and smiled sheepishly, "Yeah, you already replied to me."
Morax looked at her; her slightly chubby face, set against the bright red cloak, with her cheeks and nose red from the cold, reminded him of the plump lanterns that people hung in their homes at the beginning of each year.
Morax's brow relaxed slightly.
He stopped looking at Qiao Xi's face, which made him want to pinch her cheeks.
"Where are you going?" Morax asked her.
Snow began to fall again on the mountain path, and it was a bit cold when the wind blew the snowflakes onto my face.
Qiao Xi looked up at him: "I'm looking for you."
Her eyes sparkled like stars in the daytime.
Looking for me?
"Yes, I have something to tell you."
Morax lowered his eyes and noticed that Qiao Xi's wrist had been scraped.
Blood seeped into the cuffs of the light-colored gauze dress inside the cloak. The child laughed as if he didn't feel any pain, looking somewhat dazed.
"What is it you mean?"
As Morax spoke, he casually used magic to transform nearby bamboo into a smooth bamboo staff, which he then naturally handed to Qiao Xi.
Qiao Xi reached out to take it.
Morax reminded him: "The other hand."
"ah?"
Qiao Xi was stunned for a moment, then looked at her hand in Morax's direction. There was a scrape on her right wrist that she didn't know when. It didn't look serious, but it was bleeding a little.
I didn't feel the pain unless I was reminded, but after Morax mentioned it, I noticed the wound and felt a burning pain.
"It didn't hurt when I couldn't see it, but it started hurting as soon as I saw it," Qiao Xi muttered to herself, frowning as she looked at her wound.
Morax didn't say anything; he handed her the bamboo cane.
"Thank you."
Qiao Xi took it, holding the bamboo cane, the tip of which still lingered with the warmth of Morax's hand.
She held her hand in this warm spot and used the other end of the bamboo pole to probe the way through the snow.
“Morax, I want to explain something to you.” Qiao Xi looked up at the person standing to the side.
Morax lowered his head slightly, glanced at her, then raised his head again and calmly hummed in agreement. "Let's go back first, we'll talk on the way."
After saying that, he turned around and walked slowly ahead.
Qiao Xi, holding a bamboo pole to probe the snow, quickly followed.
*
The long branches of cedar and birch trees were bent under the weight of the snow. It is said that a good snow promises a good harvest. With such heavy snow this winter, next year will surely be a bountiful season.
Qiao Xi and Morax walked along the mountain path, and she kept explaining to him the farcical "wedding snatching" incident that was circulating down the mountain.
"So, Morax, I only just found out about this. I'd never heard of it before. I didn't spread this rumor. Can you believe me?"
Morax stopped and looked back at her.
He was already a head taller than Qiao Xi, and now, walking ahead on the uphill mountain path, standing on high ground, he looked back at Qiao Xi with an even more imposing and unapproachable aura.
Qiao Xi tilted her head back at an even greater angle, and was momentarily stunned by the sudden pressure.
But Morax only looked at her for a moment, and a faint smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his eye. But such a micro-expression almost instantly shattered the wall of "worry and fear" in Qiao Xi's heart.
Although he didn't say a word, Qiao Xi knew that Morax didn't take such a small matter to heart.
"Qiao Xi, look over there."
Morax casually pointed down the mountain road.
Qiao Xi took a few steps forward and walked to Morax's side. She stood beside him and followed Morax's gaze.
Below the mountain road lie vast fields slumbering under winter snow. The pure white snow, like a goose feather blanket in winter, gently and patiently prepares for next year's harvest.
Amidst the swirling snowflakes, Morax said, "Next year will be a good harvest."
Qiao Xi turned her gaze away from the field ridge and looked at the person standing beside her, Morax, the Emperor of Liyue, whose heart was filled with the land of Liyue and its people.
“Thank you, Morax,” Qiao Xi suddenly said.
Morax looked down at her, his brows relaxed, a smile slightly gentler than the cold wind: "I didn't take what you said to heart."
“I already know,” Qiao Xi said.
Morax nodded: "I've taken care of this matter; no one will take it seriously anymore."
Qiao Xi pursed her lips and smiled.
“The wind is picking up,” Morax said, looking at her. “Go back now. I have other matters to attend to. I’ll say goodbye here.”
He paused slightly.
"Remember to treat the wound."
"Okay," Qiao Xi replied.
*
As evening fell, the snow that had been falling all day finally stopped, and the snow-covered bamboo garden shimmered with a delicate glow under the afterglow of the setting sun.
Qiao Xi sat at her desk by the window, one hand supporting her chin, the other mechanically flipping through an exercise book.
His face was filled with utter despair.
After finishing the college entrance exam, Qiao Xi was still doing her homework when she took a deep breath and slammed her head on the table with a "thump".
During the few days that Master Liuyun was away, he left her a few problems on elemental reaction calculations, which Master Yixiao checked on her behalf.
Qiao Xi calculated the time; Master Yi Xiao would be arriving soon.
She opened her homework, shook her head, and told herself to cheer up.
She picked up a calligraphy brush, carefully dipped it in the inkstone a few times, straightened the brush tip along the edge of the inkstone, sat up straight, read the question, and then carefully wrote down the answer.
Qiao Xi frowned, feeling that something was missing. After thinking for a moment, she added a colon after "solution" and then added "according to the question".
"Perfect!" Qiao Xi smiled with satisfaction. She put her pen aside and picked up the wooden Rubik's Cube on the table to take it apart.
It seems that anything boring becomes much more fun compared to studying.
Qiao Xi was taking apart the Rubik's Cube, and by the time she had had enough, it was already evening.
Qiao Xi belatedly realized that the mountains were extremely quiet at night. She glanced out the window.
"Oh no, the master is coming to check the work."
Qiao Xi quickly put the Rubik's Cube away and started reading the problem.
Even after reading it once and not understanding it, she still reflexively wrote "Solution" on the paper.
It's not a solution to keep failing to produce results.
Qiao Xi racked her brains, but when she really couldn't come up with any ideas, she started copying down the questions.
If you can't figure out the solution by copying the question, then read the question again.
"It is known that the rock element crystal, which is subjected to a falling attack by the diffusion of wind element and fire element, undergoes simple harmonic motion. Its trajectory can be represented by the formula y=Asin(bx+c). It is now known that the rock element crystal moves in the positive direction from point O, with an amplitude of 9m and a period of 3s..."
Qiao Xi's voice grew softer and softer. As she read, her eyes began to lose focus, her mind gradually became foggy, and a wave of drowsiness washed over her. She yawned.
"Never mind, I can't do it," Qiao Xi put down her pen, rested her chin on her hand, stared blankly out the window, and muttered to herself, "What's the damage multiplier for fire plus water again? And what about the crystallization reaction..."
"It's fire hitting water again. I've said it countless times, water hitting fire is even more damaging!"
Yi Xiao appeared at the door at some point, his loud voice startling Qiao Xi.
Qiao Xi quickly turned around, "Master, when did you arrive?"
“Just arrived,” Yi Xiao said with his hands behind his back and a serious face. He walked to the desk, picked up the paper in front of him, and saw several “solutions” neatly written on it.
"Your handwriting is fairly neat," Yi Xiao chided Qiao Xi, "but you still can't do the problem?"
"Yes." Qiao Xi nodded, then looked up at Yi Xiao. "Master, do you think Jinlan and the others will make it?"
"Jinlan?" Yixiao pulled over a stool and sat down next to Qiaoxi, asking as he wrote the answer key on a piece of paper.
Qiao Xi looked at Yi Xiao's elegant handwriting on the paper and nodded: "He is the captain of the 99th detachment of the Qianyan Army."
There were too many Qianyan soldiers for Yixiao to remember. But when Qiao Xi mentioned it, he remembered that a Qianyan soldier who was on guard duty at the foot of the mountain often played with Qiao Xi.
"They don't know how to manipulate elemental power, nor do they practice immortal techniques, so they don't need to learn these things, but who knows, they might just learn them in no time?"
As Yi Xiao spoke, he pushed the answer to Qiao Xi, "You see, when calculating damage, you first need to consider the base damage value. Diffusion reaction is related to mastery, and elemental crystals increase your own shield value..."
After explaining the problem to Qiao Xi, Yi Xiao couldn't help but laugh when he saw that the girl was so sleepy that she was almost rolling her eyes.
Since the child started learning from him, he felt that time had flowed somewhat more freely in the mountains.
“Master,” Qiao Xi picked up her pen, “I’ll calculate it for you.”
"Let me take a look." Yi Xiao handed her the ink.
He looked and talked.
"I told the Emperor about your situation, and he said he would come to check on your studies later."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xi lost her grip on the pen and drew a heavy line on the paper.
She looked up: "Master, you did this on purpose!"
Yi Xiao laughed heartily: "Of course."
He was an old man, and he had been angry for quite some time. He had to let the Emperor experience firsthand how difficult this girl was.
A note from the author:
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See you tomorrow, goodnight.
(This calculation problem is made up, don't take it seriously...)
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