"Teacher..." Ye Wanlan called her softly.
"I'm fine." Shen Mingshu waved her hand and smiled, "Just need some rest, Ah Lan, no need to worry about me."
She had long been someone who had experienced life and death and understood that the great affairs of the nation were her life's direction, her singular focus.
Not only her, but everyone in the Ning Dynasty lived their lives striving and pursuing this ultimate goal.
She certainly wouldn't despair and abandon her soul just because she knew Han Yunsheng couldn't come back.
She would live, live to see Shenzhou grow stronger and more prosperous.
Only then would she be worthy of Heaven and Earth, worthy of herself, and worthy of her comrades of old.
Ye Wanlan watched Shen Mingshu enter the house, sighed lightly, and turned her head, "The ores and spiritual medicine I collected recently, please have the mine owner ensure the teacher takes them."
Shen Mingshu understood her, and how well she understood Shen Mingshu?
