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Li Xianyun glanced at Youlan, who immediately took a bundle off her saddle and handed it to Shart.
"I bought a few books when I passed through the West Market. Perhaps they will be of use to you."
Shart opened the bundle to see several volumes of books on national policy and discussion, not easy to come by, and likely very valuable.
There was also a black purse in the bundle, bulging, obviously full of weighty silver without even having to touch it.
Seeing Shart was about to refuse, Li Xianyun preempted him, "Don't refuse. Consider it a loan from me. You'll have to pay it back in full in the future."
Suddenly, Shart's eyes reddened, and his gaunt figure swayed unnaturally.
Since the calamity struck his family when he was ten, no one had ever been so kind to him.
Li Xianyun, who couldn't stand to see men cry, was quite moved and said, "Studying is hard. You must take good care of yourself, understand?"
Shart nodded at her slightly.
"Go on with your work."
