In a quiet and elegant courtyard.
A man in a light blue gown was sitting under a willow tree by the stream, breathing calmly, holding a brush and writing on a stone table.
A willow leaf floated down slowly and landed on the edge of an open book.
The book looks very ordinary, and contains some pictures of mountains and rivers, as well as strange stories and observations.
At this time, a woman who had just come out of the dust came over, carrying a teapot.
"Dean."
She called softly.
"Xiao Yi, what's the matter?"
The young man put down his pen and turned around.
It was Ye Qian.
"Nothing, I just came to check on you."
Xiao Yi squatted down and made a cup of fragrant tea for Ye Qian.
A faint blush appeared on her face unconsciously.
"Have you found this year's Holy Child?"
Ye Qian picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea was refreshing and had a unique fragrance.
"It has been found."
Xiao Yi approached Ye Qian, took the inkstone from the table, and said as he ground the ink: "Because the Son of God is quite special, we have been keeping an eye on this matter the whole time."
"So, after they merged with the sacred stone and awakened their magical powers, they were led back to the academy."
Ye Qian nodded.
A faint fragrance entered his nose. He looked at Xiao Yi who was right in front of him and turned his head slightly.
"Have you found out his identity and background?"
Xiao Yi hummed: "Two of them are from Yunxiao City, and one moved here from outside in the past few years. There is no problem with them."
"That's good."
Ye Qian rubbed his brows. The Son of God had grown up to be too powerful.
He must exercise the strictest control.
Suddenly, a pair of soft and cool hands pressed on his temples.
"Brother Ye Qian, you've been overworked lately."
Tender words rang in Ye Qian's ears.
Ye Qian sighed slightly: "There is no way. There are more and more things happening in the Holy Land, and I always have a feeling that the head of the family will be back soon. I can't let him feel that the family is in a mess."
"You've done a great job."
The soft body leaned against Ye Qian, and a pair of white arms embraced him.
"The master will certainly admire you very much when he sees the prosperity of the academy today."
A faint fragrance lingered around Ye Qian.
In Xiao Yi's embrace, his anxious heart began to calm down slowly.
He raised his hand unconsciously and gently held the small hand as warm as jade.
The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.
Suddenly, two large characters appeared between Ye Qian's eyebrows, emitting a strong golden light.
Mountains and rivers!
Ye Qian suddenly became alert, the joy in his heart disappeared in an instant, and he stood up abruptly.
He stared at Xiao Yi in front of him, a golden light shone from his body, and a sense of righteousness rushed up.
Xiao Yi had a smile on her face, but it gradually disappeared along with the golden light.
"You are in love."
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded beside Ye Qian.
He turned around and saw a girl with long purple-red hair lying on the table with her legs raised in the air, swaying back and forth.
With her chin propped up by her hand, she looked at Ye Qian with a smile on her crescent-shaped eyes.
"Tsk tsk, I never thought that you would have the feeling of love sometimes~"
Ye Xiaoxiao said.
"Xiaoxiao?"
Ye Qian slowly came to his senses and realized that everything that had just happened was caused by her.
"When did you come back?"
Ye Qian sat down again.
"whee."
Ye Xiaoxiao stood up and sat opposite Ye Qian. She touched his forehead with her hand and exclaimed, "You are so cruel. You actually carved the words into your body."
It was these words that directly broke her dream.
"Six years have passed, and you still like to make trouble!"
Ye Qian pushed away Ye Xiaoxiao's hand, feeling inexplicably treated differently, with a face full of resentment.
"No way."
Ye Xiaoxiao hugged her legs and looked gossipy: "Hey, tell me, who is that girl? What do you like about her?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Ye Qian quickly said, "She is now a teacher at the academy. We are just a superior-subordinate relationship."
"Tsk." Ye Xiaoxiao said with disdain: "From your performance just now, it's obvious that you like her. This is normal. Why are you so nervous?"
"How could I be nervous? Besides, that was an illusion you created on purpose!" Ye Qian retorted loudly.
Ye Xiaoxiao curled her lips: "You said you weren't nervous, but you can't even tell the difference between an illusion and a dream."
She approached Ye Qian and said, "I just let you sleep. Those scenes were created by the emotions deep in your heart."
"It's like... you just had a wet dream."
Ye Qian drooped his eyelids slightly, stretched out his big hand, and pushed Ye Xiaoxiao's face away.
He didn't want to continue discussing this topic.
"Where's Uncle? Is he back too?"
Ye Xiaoxiao shrugged and said, "Of course, he is in the study now. He has called my father, your father, third uncle and fourth uncle over. I guess he is scolding someone."
"Swearing?"
Ye Qian was shocked.
"almost."
Ye Xiaoxiao said: "On our way back, we saw that some places in Yunxiao City were in a mess. He was very angry, and the consequences, hehe, were very serious."
Ye Qian frowned. He had been concentrating on Tianxia Academy and had not been involved too much in family affairs. He did not know what kind of problems existed.
However, what worried him the most was whether there would be any loopholes in the academy.
"Don't worry, it's none of your business." Ye Xiaoxiao saw what Ye Qian was thinking and said, "Looking back, the only things that might satisfy him are Sister Ye Huang's Tianluan Palace and your Tianxia Academy."
"He said personally that you are doing a very good job as the dean."
"Hey, I didn't expect you to actually become the dean."
Ye Qian smiled and said, "I never thought that you would become so powerful now."
"When did you let me enter the dream?" Ye Qian asked curiously.
Now, he has reached the peak of his fusion state, and he has engraved the words written by Ye Suifeng himself into his body.
Even a powerful person in the Tribulation Crossing Stage can withstand a few blows.
But even so, he still fell into Ye Xiaoxiao's dream without realizing it.
Ye Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, but shook a willow leaf in her hand.
Ye Qian suddenly realized that the dream had already begun at that moment.
Her methods are still as terrifying as ever.
"You'd better get ready. Uncle may have something to explain to you soon. This time it's about saving the world." Ye Xiaoxiao jumped off the table and said.
Ye Qian nodded seriously. No matter what, he would do his best!
"By the way, you should also seize the time and take care of your own affairs."
Ye Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Don't forget, giving birth to a baby will give you 5,000 contribution points."
"If you're embarrassed, I'll go find her and tell her that you had a wet dream and she was the heroine~"
Ye Qian's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Don't mention this again!"