We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?

Unable to contain its hunger, the little white snake opened its mouth and slowly swallowed the mouse into its belly.

After eating the mouse, the little white snake lay quietly in the grass, no longer showing its previous aggression.

This is a snake with a spirit.

Xiao Mo felt that she should know that he would not harm her.

"Little white snake, do you have a name?" Xiao Mo asked.

The little white snake tilted its head in confusion.

"My name is Xiao Mo, that's my name." Xiao Mo pointed to himself. "How about I give you a name too?"

The little white snake paused for a moment, then nodded its head, even showing a hint of anticipation in its eyes.

"You're so fair-skinned, like snow."

Seeing that the other party agreed, Xiao Mo thought for a moment.

"How about I call you Bai Ruxue from now on?"

The residence of the Minister of Rites of the Zhou Dynasty.

In the boudoir, a young woman who looked no more than sixteen years old was bending over in front of the flowers.

With her slender, delicate hands, she held a pair of small silver scissors and focused intently on trimming the excess branches and leaves.

The woman wore a simple white dress, like fresh snow, which enveloped her graceful figure.

A morning breeze swept by, and her skirt swayed gently like flowing clouds, creating soft ripples.

The woman's skirt was not elaborately embroidered. Only at the neckline and sleeve edges were a few faintly visible lotus leaves outlined with extremely fine silver thread. A moon-white silk sash was loosely tied around her waist, outlining her slender waistline and adding to her graceful, delicate charm.

She tilted her head slightly, revealing a section of her fair and jade-like neck. A few strands of her jet-black hair slipped unintentionally from her loosely tied bun, falling beside her cheeks and making her skin appear even more delicate and porcelain-like.

The woman's eyebrows were exquisitely shaped, long and slender like willow leaves amidst distant mountains, with gentle arches and upturned tails, exuding a natural, tender curve.

Beneath her brows were a pair of clear, bright eyes, like autumn water, which were now lowered. Her long, thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids, trembling gently as she trimmed them.

Her lips were a light pink, like the petals of an early cherry blossom in full bloom. The corners of her lips were naturally slightly upturned, giving her a quiet and approachable charm even when she wasn't smiling.

"Daughter! Daughter! Good news!"

As the woman was focused on pruning the flowers, the voice of Yan Zhen, the Minister of Rites, could be heard from afar.

Upon hearing her father's voice, the woman looked up and saw him rushing into the yard.

The woman put down the scissors, poured her father a cup of tea, and smiled, "Father, you seem so happy. Is there some good news?"

"Hahaha, daughter, you have no idea!" Yan Zhen took the tea his daughter handed him and said happily, "You are going to become the Empress!"

"To become empress?" the woman asked, puzzled.

"Yes."

Yan Zhen nodded.

"Now that His Majesty has been on the throne for a year, there is no one in the harem, so it is time to select a consort. Ruxue, you have been chosen to enter the palace. Moreover, you are a woman of our Yan family. Our Yan family has the current prime minister outside and the Empress Dowager inside. In the future, you will surely be the Empress of our Great Zhou and will rule the world! Your future child will be the Emperor of Zhou!"

The more Yan Zhen talked, the more excited he became.

"However, your mother isn't too keen on you entering the palace. After all, entering the palace is like entering a deep sea." Yan Zhen suppressed his joy. "You know your mother's temperament. Your father argued with her for a long time. In the end, we decided to see what you, Ruxue, wanted to do."

Yan Ruxue smiled slightly and bowed slightly: "Your daughter will follow Father's arrangements."

"Haha, alright, since that's the case, then your mother has nothing more to say. I'll go and tell the clan chief right now. Daughter, just wait for the good news."

"Okay father."

Yan Zhen laughed loudly and walked out of the courtyard.

Yan Ruxue watched her father's retreating figure.

Those once soft, dark eyes gradually transformed into majestic, golden vertical pupils.

Chapter 24 But sister, you are a snake, how can you repay my kindness?

"Click."

"Click."

"Click."

Inside the courtyard, Xiao Mo was chopping wood.

Under the eaves of the dilapidated wooden house, a small white snake intently watched the eleven-year-old boy.

This is her third day here.

For the next three days, the little boy named Xiao Mo would catch mice for himself to eat every day.

I change my dressings every day.

The little white snake didn't understand why he was being so kind to her.

I am clearly just a snake.

And he is a person

Another half month passed.

The little white snake felt that its injuries had almost healed.

She bit open the cloth covering her body, and her flesh had already grown back, but the scales hadn't fully healed yet, making it look a little unsightly.

But it doesn't get in the way.

The little white snake climbed onto the roof beam and looked in the direction of Sheshan Mountain: "It's time to go back, otherwise Xiaoqing will worry about me."

However, the little white snake felt it was inappropriate to leave without saying goodbye.

She would wait for him to come back so she could say goodbye.

As evening fell, the setting sun dipped below the horizon, bathing everything in a crimson glow.

A young cowherd rode a big black ox and slowly made his way home.

After tying the big black ox up outside the door, the little boy walked into the courtyard and shouted, "Little White, I'm back!"

The little white snake climbed down from the roof beam, crawled to Xiao Mo's side, flicked its tongue, and then turned around to show him its wound.

"Hey? Your injury is healed?" Xiao Mo saw Xiao Bai's wound. Although the scales hadn't fully healed, it was almost there.

The little white snake nodded, its head turned towards the distant mountain.

"Do you want to leave?" Xiao Mo felt he understood what Xiao Bai meant.

The little white snake nodded again.

"Alright then." A hint of disappointment flashed in Xiao Mo's eyes, then he said in the innocent tone of an eleven-year-old child, "Then go ahead, but be careful in the future, and don't get hurt again."

"Hissssss~"

The little white snake flicked its tongue, as if agreeing with Xiao Mo, and crawled out of the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, the little white snake turned around and glanced at the little boy.

When the little boy saw Xiaobai turn around, he waved and shouted, "Xiaobai, don't get hurt again!"

"Hiss."

The little white snake shook its tail, like a human hand, to say goodbye, then disappeared into the grass.

"Ugh"

After the little white snake left, Xiao Mo sighed.

How can I help her transform into a dragon?

This parting might be the last time we see each other.

As for forcing her to stay, that's even more impossible.

Let alone the fact that it could have any opportunities to stay by the side of an ordinary person like myself.

She wanted to leave, but I insisted on staying, which only turned this good relationship into a bad one.

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate. That's all we can do."

Xiao Mo pulled himself together and went back into the house.

Since things have come to this, let's read some books first.

The village chief was an old scholar who taught the village children to read and write.

Xiao Mo plans to go and take a look tomorrow.

"elder sister!"

After the little white snake returned to its cave in the mountains, a little green snake saw its older sister and happily crawled over, coiling itself around her.

"Sister, where have you been for the past month?" Xiaoqing asked, flicking her tongue as she looked at her sister with concern. "I've been looking for you for so long, I was worried that something might have happened to you."

“I went to catch mice to eat the other day, but I was spotted by an eagle. I managed to escape but was injured. A human saved me,” Xiaobai said briefly. “He even gave my sister a name.”

"Name?" Xiaoqing tilted her head.

“Yes.” The little white snake nodded. “He said I’m as white as snow, so he named me Bai Ruxue (White as Snow). What do you think? Isn’t it nice? I’ll take you to see him another day and he can give you a name too.”

"Sister," Xiaoqing said helplessly, "humans are all bad. People often go up the mountain to catch snakes. Have you forgotten, sister?"

“But Xiaoqing, I think many things cannot be generalized. For example, snakes are not all the same. You are green and I am white. How much more so are people? There are bad people and good people in this world.”

"Hmph!" Xiaoqing turned her head away. "People are all bad!"

"But he saved me."

"That's bad too!"

"But he saved me."

"Sister!" Xiao Qing angrily slapped her tail against the rock.

"Alright." Little White stroked the tip of Little Green's tail. "Little Green, believe me, he really is a good person. He saved my life, and I want to repay his kindness."

"But sister, you are a snake, how can you repay my kindness?"

"Emmm," the little white snake thought about it seriously.

Suddenly, the little white snake's eyes lit up: "I've got it!"

"Yes?"

"Yes," the little white snake raised her tail, waving it like a little girl's finger. "From today onwards, I will definitely cultivate diligently, strive to transform into human form as soon as possible, and then repay my benefactor."

"You want to study?"

In the small courtyard, the old village chief, Wang Can, looked at Xiao Mo.

On the stone table in the courtyard were the herbs that Wang Can had picked up on the mountain that day.

“Yes, Village Chief.” Xiao Mo raised his head, his eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge. “I want to study!”

"What are you reading, you little brat?"

Just then, the village chief's wife came out.

“What’s the use of studying? Look at my old man, he’s studied his whole life and he’s still just a scholar. How much money does he have? My uncle is a blacksmith in town. I’ll send you there next year to be his apprentice. You’ll learn a good skill and you won’t starve.”

"Mom, I want to study too!" The nine-year-old girl teased her mother.

"Go away, go away! Girls don't need to study. Finding a good family to marry into is the most important thing. You must never end up like your mother, marrying a useless, pedantic scholar, understand?"

"Oh, oh." The little girl nodded, seemingly understanding.

Xiao Mo and the village chief: "."

According to the memories of "Xiao Mo" in this life, Xiao Mo knows the situation of the village chief's family.

The village chief is fifty-three years old, and his wife, Chen Hong, is ten years younger than him.

The couple had a child late in life, a daughter named Wang Yan, who is now nine years old.

Although Aunt Chen always disliked the village chief, she never left him and managed the household very well.

"If you can read, then read; if you can't read, it's good to at least recognize a few characters."