Chapter 31: The True Self Also Joins the Fun

Ye Sisi shouted angrily, strode to the bronze mirror, fixed her eyes on it, and then couldn't help but scream.

But her face was suddenly covered with multicolored spots of varying sizes and shapes, looking exactly like a demon from hell!

Zhao Shi saw Ye Sisi's appearance and was startled, hurriedly called for the pharmacist.

Old Pharmacist was almost swept away by Ye Sisi's terrifying look.

After examining for a long time, Old Pharmacist said it was unheard of and he was at a loss.

Today many distinguished guests will arrive, including the Seventh Prince; not knowing what to do, Ye Sisi, in a fit of anger, smashed the mirror.

"Sisi, you don't need to worry; as long as you put on makeup, it won't be noticeable. After today we'll think of other solutions."

Zhao Shi comforted her with kind words.

Ye Sisi seemed to clutch at a lifeline: "What are you still staring at? Quickly powder my face and cover all the blemishes!"

The servants began applying makeup to Ye Sisi, expending tremendous effort before finally covering the marks. Yet the thick layer of powder looked very odd.

Ye Sisi let out a sigh of relief, finally unable to see the ugly, disgusting marks; as for the powder being thick, let it be thick, she didn't care any more.

Regardless, she must show her most beautiful side before the Seventh Prince.

In front of the Ye Residence, carriage after carriage stopped, and the people who stepped out were the heads of major families from Xiliang along with their wives and offspring.

"Why is the Ye Family so lively today?"

"You don't know? I heard that the genius miss of the Ye Family has become a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Immortal, and she'll be back soon!"

"Huh? Second Miss Ye truly is a genius! Joining the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect is already extremely difficult, let alone becoming a disciple of one of the Four Great Sword Immortals, the Qingyun Sword Immortal?!"

……

Passersby who saw the scene began to gossip.

A plain carriage passed in front of the Ye Residence's main gate.

"Ye Residence today, why so bustling?"

A magnetic, pleasant voice came from inside, drawing many to glance sideways and speculate about what important person was in the carriage.

Fu San approached the carriage: "It is said that Second Miss Ye, Ye Huanhuan, became a disciple of a Sword Zun of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect; these people probably want to curry favor with the Ye Family."

Moments later, Fu Hanxiu said: "Since that's the case, I, the True Self, will also go join the fun."

Fu San: "...."

When did you develop the habit of loving to join the excitement?

The banquet at the Ye Residence is scheduled for the You hour.

In the Houhuayuan, guests arrived one after another; Ye Yu and Zhao Shi were busy entertaining, and after Dongfang Xuan arrived, he slipped into Ye Sisi's courtyard while no one was watching.

When he saw Ye Sisi, Dongfang Xuan jumped in shock, thinking he had seen a ghost.

"Sisi, your face?"

Ye Sisi made a distressed face: "Brother Xuan, isn't it because I dreamed about you last night and couldn't sleep all night…"

Dongfang Xuan raised an eyebrow, asking mischievously: "Oh? What did you dream about me?!"

Ye Sisi's face flushed with shame, though it was hard to tell: "Annoying!"

Dongfang Xuan wrapped his arm around Ye Sisi's waist, her profile pressed against his chest; as Ye Sisi twisted on his body, Dongfang Xuan wickedly grabbed a handful of her breasts, and the atmosphere grew increasingly intense.

Dry wood meeting fire ignites instantly.

But when Dongfang Xuan saw the thick layer of powder on Ye Sisi, it was like being doused with a bucket of cold water, and his interest vanished instantly.

"Brother Xuan?" Ye Sisi raised her face in confusion, with lingering traces of emotion in her eyes.

She loved secretly doing unspeakable things with the Seventh Prince, and the impetuous Dongfang Xuan always acted like a wolf and tiger each time.

Why is there no reaction at all today?

Dongfang Xuan frowned, and upon looking at Ye Sisi again, felt a bit disgusted.

He was caught off guard and thought of Ye Qingran.

Even though she is immaculate, she is extraordinarily beautiful, transcendent.

Dongfang Xuan was startled by his own thought.

He must be mad, otherwise why would he think Ye Qingran is better than Ye Sisi?

"The banquet will start soon, let's go."

Dongfang Xuan said calmly, his expression unchanged, with no hint of desire in his eyes.

Ye Sisi, on the contrary, was unsatisfied, her eyes bloodshot, wishing she could execute Dongfang Xuan on the spot. However, seeing Dongfang Xuan frowning with a cold demeanor, she did not dare to overstay.

The two tidied themselves up and went to the Houhuayuan.

At this moment, guests gathered, the splendid lanterns just lit, and the already flower‑laden Houhuayuan, bathed in light, became even more picturesque.

The sound of strings and bamboo instruments floated through the warm, gentle spring breeze.

Today's banquet attendees, besides Prince Dongfang Xuan, included the Minister of War, the Minister of Rites, and the Grand Master of Splendid Happiness, as well as prominent families such as the Dan Medicine house Qi Jia and the richest Xiao Family.

Most of these people came to curry favor with the Ye Family, and upon seeing Dongfang Xuan and Ye Sisi hand in hand, they could not help praising.

"Lord Ye, Lady Ye, your daughters are beautiful and graceful, a perfect match for the Seventh Prince!"

"Indeed, Sisi is truly following Lady Ye's example, dignified in demeanor and appearance, both elegant and wise, making others envious."

"Lady Ye is truly blessed; both daughters are so outstanding, we are genuinely envious!"

……

Everyone kept praising; Zhao Shi's smile kept widening, almost gloating, while she hypocritically said something like 'You're all flattering me.'

Ye Sisi was as proud as a peacock, seemingly unable to hear that these were compliments.

"Where is Ye Qingran?"

Dongfang Xuan scanned the area, saw no sign of Ye Qingran, and asked with a sour expression.

Since that day when Ye Qingran cracked a rib with a single strike and he lost face in front of Wuji Hall, he has hated Ye Qingran to death. If not for the Empress Mother spending a fortune to obtain a pill, he would probably still be lying there, unable to get up!

When Ye Sisi asked him for poison, she told him her and Zhao Shi's plan; he came today to cooperate with Zhao Shi and her daughter.

Today, he will certainly personally witness Ye Qingran's utter disgrace!

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces changed.

The incident of Ye Qingran fiercely beating the Seventh Prince in front of Wuji Hall caused an uproar; the Seventh Prince surely bears a grudge against Ye Qingran.

Today, Ye Qingran is likely to bear the Seventh Prince's wrath!

On the Guanglu Fu side, Zhao Yan sneered and said: "At the Azure Cloud Gathering, if the Seventh Prince hadn't deliberately let Ye Qingran win, how could she, with no spiritual root at all, have won? Today, I think she's afraid of exposing her shortcomings, so she didn't dare come."

Many of those present, well-versed in social maneuvering, had some understanding of Ye Qingran's standing in the Ye Residence.

Since Yun Sui Feng left, Ye Yu's attitude toward this daughter has plummeted. It's no exaggeration to say that Ye Qingran's status in the Ye Family is even lower than that of a favored servant.

Moreover, after Zhao Yan said those words, Ye Yu didn't even frown, further confirming their suspicion.

Therefore, when Zhao Yan spoke those words, many ladies and children of high officials glanced at the Seventh Prince and then chimed in agreement.

They were nothing but praises for Dongfang Xuan and put-downs of Ye Qingran.

The Zhao Shi mother and daughter and Dongfang Xuan's expressions eased somewhat amid everyone's flattery and fawning.

"What are you all chatting about? It's so lively!"

Suddenly, a clear voice rang out from not far away; the crowd followed the sound and saw a slender figure slowly approaching.

At that moment, the setting sun had fully sunk below the horizon.

The quiet moon shone bright, the stars glittered brilliantly.

Amidst the myriad lights, the woman seemed to have descended from the ninth heaven, her posture graceful and her aura ethereally beautiful.

Ye Qingran?!

A name surfaced in everyone's mind.