Pei Qingyu knew that she was talking about the fifth-grade elixir.
But... he didn't know how Ye Xiyue, a third-grade alchemist, could refine fifth-grade elixirs.
He had asked once before, but Ye Xiyue only said that he had his own way and did not explain much.
He didn't ask any more questions after that.
Alchemists all have their own rules, and he knows this very well.
Moreover, probably because he had seen her ability in the Prisoner's Desert, he actually felt that since she said so, she would definitely be able to do it.
Although he himself knew how slim this hope was, looking into the girl's calm black eyes, he always felt some inexplicable trust in her.
It seemed...as long as she wanted to, there was nothing in the world that she couldn't do.
"Then, I'll leave everything to my junior sister."
Pei Qingyu said seriously.
If possible, he certainly hoped that Ye Xiyue could make Pei Zhongtian completely recover.
Ye Xiyue nodded gently.
…
After watching Pei Qingyu leave, Ye Xiyue opened the door and walked into the courtyard.
The house is not very big, but the layout is reasonable and every aspect is elegant.
Ye Xiyue walked inside and glanced to the left.
Senior Song Zheng also lives here. There is no movement at the moment. He must be practicing.
Not long after he reshaped his physical body, he took the opportunity to break through the Spirit Sect. During this time, he has been busy adapting to this new body while stabilizing his own realm.
Most of the time, he stayed in his room.
Ye Xiyue only stayed for a moment, then continued walking along the corridor, and finally stopped in front of the bedroom door.
She paused, then pushed the door open and walked in.
Just as he crossed the threshold, a tall and tall white figure came into view.
Lying on the couch, the man put down the book in his hand. His wide sleeves fell down and slid down from the edge of the couch. The dark lines on the cuffs glowed faintly.
His thin lips raised slightly: "Back?"
This tone of voice was so natural and smooth that it almost made people think that this was his place.
Ye Xiyue sat down on a chair nearby and poured herself a cup of tea.
White smoke curled up, and the light fragrance of tea spread in the air.
She took another look at the teapot, and it was obvious that it had just been brewed.
She raised her eyebrows: "It seems that the emperor even knows when I will come back?"
Emperor Shitian sat up and put the book aside casually, his posture was lazy and noble in his bones.
There was a slight smile on his lips, and he said casually: "Actually, it's not very clear, but I just need to wait a little longer."
When the tea is a little cold, he will change it.
So no matter when she comes back, the temperature of the cup of tea will be just right.
Ye Xiyue just brought the cup to her lips and paused when she heard the words.
She naturally understood what he meant.
Seeing her like this, Emperor Shitian's eyes slightly curved.
"What I could do before, I can do now."
In the past, when he was in Tianlan, he spent time with her day and night as a servant, and he could do everything appropriately.
Nowadays it is just a cup of tea, of course it is even simpler.
only……
At that time, he had lost his memory and he only knew her and was close to her.
But now, he has restored his status as Emperor, but he is still like this...
Ye Xiyue took a sip of tea, and it turned out that he brewed it himself.
"There was an accident on the way and I was delayed." She put down the tea cup and took the initiative to bring up the matter.
She had no doubt that he knew exactly when she walked out of Pei's house.
Emperor Shitian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? What's the matter?"