To be honest, Liu Ruxin really wants to believe that this poem was written by Ye Xuan, but Ye Xuan's amnesia is also true, so she can't believe that an amnesia person can make such a top-notch poem.

"Miss, before writing this poem, Young Master Xuan wrote a sentence for practicing writing." Xiaohong didn't want to believe Ye Xuan at first, but it was precisely because of that sentence and Ye Xuan's handwriting that she chose to believe Ye Xuan.

"What statement?"

"Life is an illusory dream, with youth flying in its prime, fleeting in a flash. Only the way of heaven is always there, going back and forth, never changing!"

Xiaohong had just read this passage not long ago, so when Liu Ruxin asked about it, she said it instantly.

After saying that, Liu Ruxin and the maid Xiaorui slowly closed their eyes and quietly understood this sentence.

This sentence is actually a sentence that Ye Xuan happened to read when he was playing games in his previous life.

He wrote this sentence, and because the meaning of this sentence is quite special, the scenery and plot that appear in the game made Ye Xuan fall in love with it unconsciously and remembered it in his heart.

Even when he came to another world, Ye Xuan did not forget this sentence.

"What a meaningful sentence. Isn't our life just like a dream? In fact, no matter how we live, it will eventually turn into a pile of loess and can't take anything away." When the maid Xiaorui opened her eyes again, her face was filled with sadness.

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Ruxin opened her eyes.

I have to say that even Liu Ruxin thinks this sentence is beautiful, but she does not agree with the words in the sentence.

"Xiao Rui, his sentence is indeed more meaningful, but life is short. If we don't grasp these things and realize our wishes, then wouldn't we live for a waste of time? It's better to die now." After Liu Ruxin finished speaking, she tried hard to make herself forget this sentence.

"What the lady said is that Master Xuan's words are evil. Life is beautiful, and he insists on desolate and boring. But why do I feel that this sentence seems to be very suitable for those Taoist and Yin-Yang people?" After being awakened by Liu Ruxin, Xiaorui hurriedly tried to make herself forget this sentence.

But no matter how she did it, she couldn't forget it. Even with the help of this sentence, she thought of two major schools in this world, namely Taoism and Yin-Yang School.

After Xiaorui finished speaking, Liu Ruxin's eyes lit up: "The Taoist pursues the non-competition, inaction, eternity, and the Yin-Yang family pursues control, manipulation, eternity. This sentence is indeed very applicable to Taoism and Yin-Yang family."

"By the way! Miss, I remember that the woman who made Young Master Xuan a certain level was a disciple of the Yin Sect of the Yin Sect of the Yin Yang family?" Xiao Rui thought of another thing related to this sentence.

In fact, Liu Ruxin had already thought of this matter just now, but she didn't say it out.

Because Liu Ruxin was much more thoughtful than Xiaorui, she believed that Ye Xuan had lost her memory, but she also thought that this sentence might have been what Ye Xuan heard in the Great Zhou Dynasty and then suddenly remembered.

That's right, she was a little afraid that Ye Xuan would restore his memory. From her perspective, it was good that Ye Xuan would lose his memory like this.

As soon as he thought of this, Liu Ruxin hurriedly said to Xiaorui and Xiaohong around him solemnly: "Don't think about the meaning of this sentence, and don't mention that woman in front of him in the future, let alone the matter between Taoism and Yin-Yang. This matter depends on a paragraph."

"Yes, Miss!"

Xiaohong and Xiaorui immediately remembered it in their hearts after hearing Liu Ruxin's order.

Although Liu Ruxin treats them well on weekdays, neither of them has forgotten their identities.

"Xiaohong, since Young Master Xuan gave you the poem, then slowly write it into your spiritual book. Perhaps this is really an original poem." Liu Ruxin said, while taking out a white brush from his arms.

"I prepared this spiritual pen book for Young Master Xuan, so you can give it to him for me."

"Yes, Miss!"

Xiaohong took the spiritual pen from Liu Ruxin's hand and was shocked.

Just now, what Liu Ruxin said was to hand over the spiritual pen to Ye Xuan, rather than lend it to Ye Xuan.

In other words, Liu Ruxin wants to give this spiritual pen to Ye Xuan, which is a spiritual pen, even the most ordinary spiritual pen is worth a thousand gold.

Spiritual pens are the key props for writing words on spiritual books. One of the main reasons why most people in this world are Bai Ding is that spiritual pens are too precious and ordinary people cannot afford spiritual pens.

A good spiritual pen can even make a small family lose everything.

Judging from Ye Xuan's current situation, if he did not sell classic poems or classic books on the earth, he would probably not have the money to save up a spiritual pen every ten or eight years.

"You go down!"

"yes!"

After Liu Ruxin asked Xiaohong to leave, she started wandering around the room.

On this day, her mood had fluctuated many times because of Ye Xuan.

"There is no beauty in the past, and it is a beautiful woman who is pleasing to the eyes. The city is so beautiful and amazing to the world. This poem is so beautiful that it is no problem to spread throughout the country, but why have I never heard of it? There is not even a collection of famous poems I bought from the Dazhou. Could it be that this is also an original poem?" Inexplicably, Liu Ruxin thought of the first poem written by Ye Xuan.

She had a feeling that this poem might also be original.

Next, the more Liu Ruxin thought about it, the more suspicious she became. Finally, she took a deep breath and said to herself: "Is it original? In fact, you will know it after a try. It is better for me to write this poem into my spiritual book now."

Thinking of this, she walked to the desk and took out her spiritual pen.

Liu Ruxin's spiritual pen is a spiritual pen with a dark blue body. When this spiritual pen appears, it emits a soft light that is enough to illuminate a room. Under this light, everything you see will look very comfortable.

In addition, the spiritual pen also has a faint fragrance, which can make people concentrate carefully.

In addition, the touch of the spiritual pen is cool, making it very comfortable to hold.

From these points, we know that this spiritual pen is not an ordinary spiritual pen, and it is at least several levels better than the one I just gave to Ye Xuan.

When the maid Xiaorui, who was beside him, saw Liu Ruxin taking out her pen, she immediately came to her happily and said excitedly: "Miss, do you want to write?"

"No!"

Facing the maid Xiaorui's question, Liu Ruxin shook her head gently, and then said with a firm look: "I want to know if Mr. Xuan's poem is original. If it is really original, it proves that although Mr. Xuan has amnesia, he still has genius. It can be said that there is definitely hope of revitalizing the winner. If not, it means that his memory is recovering."

Both of Liu Ruxin’s ideas are better, but the first idea is more beneficial to the winner’s future.
Chapter completed!