Chapter 119: The Wolf Clansmen Contracted the Plague

Yao didn't expect the Wolf Clansman's secret to be known by an outsider; he reached out to choke Nan Qinghuan's neck, but a chilling voice sounded from behind.

"Stop, Yao, what are you doing?"

Ying suddenly appeared, strode forward and grabbed Nan Qinghuan's waist, then held her tightly behind him. When he looked at Yao, his eyes were filled with ferocity, "You dare move her, try it."

Yao saw him come out and still be so fierce, "Father is dead and you seem indifferent, yet you care so much about hitting this female."

"Enough idle talk, where is what I want?"

Ying's aura was overwhelming; Yao saw he still had the nerve to want the treasure, he sneered and stepped back a few steps, "Father, before he died, instructed that the treasure cannot be given to you. He was not satisfied with Nan Qinghuan this Om; he was satisfied with the Lei he chose for you."

Those words gave some information; Nan Qinghuan lifted her head to look at Ying, reached out and grabbed his wrist. Her delicate face evoked pity, sunlight gradually bathed her face, speckles made her skin appear even whiter, graceful and playful.

"Ying, what exactly did you come here for? Tell me."

She wasn't foolish; Ying had suffered some hardships here, so what did he really want? Ying clenched his teeth but didn't want to say more; he forced out a thin smile, "Don't ask, this is a matter between me and father."

"Nan Qinghuan, you want to know; let me tell you what Ying did."

"Shut up, A Guo, if you say any more I'll kill you."

Ying became angry, looking terrifying; A Guo liked to see him angry. She hated Ying to death, because of his existence, his son Yao had always lived in his shadow, and Axiong compared everything he did to Ying and Yao.

"Kill me, would you dare? This is the Wolf Clansman's territory of my mother's clan, and besides, in front of your dead father you must call me 'mother.'"

A Guo pressed aggressively to make Ying call her that, but Ying wouldn't bite. He sneered contemptuously at A Guo, "Mother? My mother is only one person; she is waiting for me in the Ying Tribe to return."

A Guo, seeing he wouldn't call her, turned her gaze to the nearby Nan Qinghuan, "You still don't know? You've been with him for so long yet cannot bear offspring, because you're too weak; you cannot endure Ying's Bone Blood, so his father was dissatisfied with his choice of you. Yet Ying insists on you, but your womb is unreliable; he can only seek his father, let his father give his treasure for you to ingest, so that your body can …"

"Shut up."

Ying suddenly raised his hand to strike A Guo, but A Guo was protected by Yao behind, "Mother, be careful, he's gone mad."

"Ying, you want to move my mother, do you want to fight?"

The two men stood opposed, each refusing to yield; behind them the Wolf Clansmen also drew Iron Tools to deal with Ying. As the two brothers seemed about to clash, Nan Qinghuan heard the woman's words and her face turned pale.

How could this happen? So he came here to be humiliated for himself? His father wanted him to marry a Wolf Clanswoman, but he refused, and because he himself could not become pregnant, he actually came to ask his father for what medicine to give her? And what did she do? She secretly went behind his back to ask Shiva for a Contraceptive Herb; she didn't want to become pregnant now, while her man was desperate to make her conceive.

"Heh…"

So stupid, they are all too foolish.

She gave a self‑deprecating smile, her gaze sorrowful as she looked at the tall man, "Ying."

Ying's body trembled slightly, he turned his head to look at her; seeing her face full of pain, he immediately abandoned his plan to fight Yao, rushed forward and grabbed her wrist.

"Qinghuan, don't listen to her nonsense, it's not like that, it has nothing to do with you."

Nan Qinghuan instead reached out, embraced his sturdy waist, buried her head against his chest, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, we shouldn't stay here, we don't need any treasure, I can bear children for you, my body is fine, I can."

Indeed, no matter how harsh the living conditions now, rather than watching him suffer, it's better… Upon hearing her words, Ying was first stunned, then suddenly felt that all his efforts were worthwhile.

He gently patted her frail shoulder, lowered his head and asked, "Qinghuan, are you being sincere?"

Ying's voice trembled slightly, "Is she really willing to bear children for me? Why does happiness come so quickly?" Nan Qinghuan's tears streamed down her face; she had never known this man had done so much behind her back, had she known earlier she wouldn't have caused such a scene.

It made him sad; no wonder he sent her to the forest for punishment. He, for her, was hurt by his own father and also demanded some protective medicine, while she opposed him and secretly took Herbal Medicine.

Shouldn't have, shouldn't have.

She took a deep breath, wiped her tears, then gently let go of him; the two seemed to ignore everyone else, now only they remained.

They gazed at each other, untangling this knot of hearts.

She nodded heavily at him, "Really, I'm a female doctor, of course I know my body; bearing a child for you is easy, no protective medicine needed."

"Great."

Ying suddenly let out a low laugh; he hadn't expected A Guo to reveal the truth and make Nan Qinghuan willing to bear a child. Ying joyfully lifted her up and spun her around; at that moment he was as happy as a child.

At this moment, it seemed the heavens and earth turned to nothing.

A Guo, seeing the two flaunting affection here without restraint, grew angry, "Yao, you saw it; this female is Ying's nemesis. His tribe will eventually be destroyed by them. His father just died and he can still laugh; truly heartless."

Yao stood there watching the two's happy scene, a hint of jealousy in his eyes, about to speak when A Guo suddenly let out a wail and covered her head, "Yao, my headache is terrible."

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

A Guo felt the world spin, and soon she lost her earlier arrogance, lying in Yao's arms, "Headache."

"Someone, go fetch the female doctor."

The High Priest, seeing that the Om also had an incident, quickly stepped forward, crouched to examine her. After the examination her face turned dark, she anxiously said, "Yao, the female doctor is also ill, did you forget? The female doctor is near death."

These words terrified everyone, they looked at Yao in panic, "Yao, what should we do?"

The two who were spinning, upon seeing this scene, Ying hurriedly set Nan Qinghuan down carefully. Nan Qinghuan saw that the woman called A Guo was also ill; it seemed the disease had already spread here.

She grabbed Ying's arm, "Ying, the tribe here must have contracted a contagious disease; your father's corpse must be burned immediately."

"Qinghuan, what did you say, plague?"

"What is a plague? Ying didn't understand what a plague was, but seeing Nan Qinghuan's pallor, he guessed it was a hard‑to‑treat illness, perhaps nobody could cure it."

Nan Qinghuan didn't know how to explain this to Ying; plague, and the Ancient People wouldn't understand the word plague at all.

She remained silent, only glancing at the woman in Yao's arms; that woman was Ying's stepmother, talkative, reminding her of the mother in the tribe, who diligently cared for Ying, while Ying's father had abandoned her to come here and become a family with that woman.

She knew that a man having many women was normal in ancient times, but she couldn't stand this stepmother. She hadn't intended to meddle in these trivial matters, but as a doctor, even if the person was despicable, she couldn't stand by while they died.

Moreover, everyone in the entire tribe faced the threat of death.

Even though she knew Yao didn't like her, she still said, "Yao, quickly set your mother down; she has contracted a contagious disease and must be isolated, otherwise the other tribespeople here will be infected, and the entire Wolf Clansmen will be wiped out."

Her words were terrifying; Yao, furious, put down his mother and rose, threw a punch toward Nan Qinghuan, "You female, what nonsense are you spouting?"

The punch was about to strike Nan Qinghuan's face when Ying suddenly reached out to block her, gripping Yao's wrist hard.

Yao winced from the pinch, raging, "What are you doing?"

Ying radiated intense anger, forcefully pushed Yao away; Yao, pushed back, stepped back a few steps, intending to fight Ying, but Nan Qinghuan shouted at them, "Enough, stop fighting! Do you still want to save your tribe?"

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