Chapter 329: Why Can

Han Xing Leng Yue were originally two gentle women, but years of bone‑gnawing hatred toward Lin Xueyan have turned them now into vengeful goddesses; when they punch and kick Lin Xueyan, they use all their skill so that she feels as much pain as possible without dying so quickly.

Lin Xueyan lay on the ground like a drowned dog, receiving a painful beating from Han Xing Leng Yue.

She clearly has the ability to resist, but when she looks up and sees that sword that follows her like a shadow, constantly pointing at her, it seems that if she dares to resist, it will plunge into her brow and end her life!

This is undoubtedly the most humiliating moment of Lin Xueyan's life.

She is beaten back and forth by two servants, yet dares not even strike back. Her hair is disheveled, her face bruised and swollen. Dirty corpses lie beside her, filthy dust under her. Around her, people murmur and point.

Lin Xueyan is so angry she nearly bites off a silver tooth.

She glares at Ye Qingran with seething fury, "Ye Qingran, I will not let you go! The Summit of the Hunting Deer will not let you go!"

The crowd hears this and their hearts tremble.

Indeed, no matter what, Lin Xueyan is still a member of the Summit of the Hunting Deer. Ye Qingran dares to provoke her so brazenly—does she truly not fear angering the Summit of the Hunting Deer?

"Still got the strength to speak? Seems the beating wasn't harsh enough! Xing Er, Yue Er, didn't you have lunch?"

Han Xing Leng Yue replies, "Miss, we're sorry. Your instruction was so good that we became too kind and didn't even dare to use full force."

The onlookers stare at the bruised Lin Xueyan, a dark line forming on their foreheads.

Is that what you call not using full force?

If we had used full force, wouldn't Lin Xueyan have been dismembered long ago?

From a hidden angle, Wuhen glances at Lin Xueyan's eyes, a flash of dark light crossing them. When he looks at Ye Qingran, Wuhen furrows his brows. He vaguely feels that there is some unknown secret between Ye Qingran and Lin Xueyan; otherwise, they wouldn't clash like water and fire every time they meet.

When Lin Zhishang arrives, Lin Xueyan is already half dead; her swollen body is unrecognizable.

The crowd looks at the pig‑like, bruised figure sprawled on the ground and can hardly associate her with the usually dignified and noble Lin Xueyan.

Even though Lin Zhishang harbors a murderous intent toward Ye Qingran, after seeing the corpses scattered around, he swallows his anger, says, "The Summit of the Hunting Deer will not let you go," and departs with Lin Xueyan.

Only after they leave does the drama finally draw its curtain.

The scene can hardly be called anything but tragic.

Ye Yu was already terrified to the point of wetting himself when Zhao Shi was having his eyes gouged and tongue cut. When he saw Ye Qingran slay hundreds of masters with a single move, he nearly fainted. So when Ye Qingran approached him, he fell to his knees, kowtowed, and begged, "Don't kill me, I beg you, don't kill me!"

Ye Qingran pauses, casts a downward glance at Ye Yu, then expressionless walks into the manor.

After taking a sixth‑grade pill she had treasured for a long time, Lin Xueyan finally recovers. Though serious and minor injuries still won't heal instantly, she can at least walk and speak.

However, wasting a sixth‑grade pill leaves her with excruciating muscle pain.

"Damned Ye Qingran, I won't let you go!" Lin Xueyan snarls, marching toward the door.

Cui Xi blocks her, "Miss, your wound isn't healed yet; how can you go out?!"

"I want Your Majesty to see my injuries clearly; I want him to know how Ye Qingran disrespected the Summit of the Hunting Deer!"

"But Ye Qingran was at least once the Emperor Sovereign's woman; would he dare to act against her?"

Jealousy flashes in Lin Xueyan's eyes.

She has yearned to be the Emperor Sovereign's woman for five years, never even touching his hem, yet Ye Qingran managed to obtain his body—how could she not be jealous?

"Why wouldn't he? That was in the past! Now the Emperor Sovereign is bored with Ye Qingran; otherwise she wouldn't dare to have a new man!"

Lin Xueyan thinks of something and gives a cold smile, "Moreover, didn't you see? Though Ye Qingran was favored by the Emperor Sovereign, she doesn't know his true identity. She still thinks the Emperor Sovereign is merely a minor National Master in Xiliang City!"

Cui Xi blinks, also showing a sarcastic smile, "Seems the Emperor Sovereign truly only plays with Ye Qingran." Otherwise, why wouldn't he tell Ye Qingran his identity?

"That's why I have the nerve to confront the Emperor Sovereign. I will not only tell him that Ye Qingran attacked me, but also make him know that this woman, a Fickle Woman, was ambiguous with other men before he abandoned her. Given the Emperor Sovereign's pride, he will surely flare up, and then…" Lin Xueyan's smile turns increasingly blood‑thirsty. She can already picture the bloody scene of the Emperor Sovereign slapping Ye Qingran to death with a single palm!

Guoshi Fu

Fu Hanxiu sits lazily, his towering frame radiating explosive power.

A guard rushes in, reporting that Lin Xueyan seeks an audience.

Fu Hanxiu's slender fingers tap the rosewood desk.

"Let her in."

Lin Xueyan, veiled, appears before Fu Hanxiu with a look of deep grievance; upon seeing Fu Hanxiu, she is irresistibly drawn to his handsome appearance and towering physique, feeling a flutter of springtime longing.

"What business do you have with me?" Fu Hanxiu feels Lin Xueyan's gaze and a wave of disgust rises within him.

"Your Majesty, you must arbitrate for me!"

Fu Hanxiu's eyes flicker slightly, knowingly asking, "What happened?"

Lin Xueyan lifts her face, pulls off the veil, revealing a face riddled with wounds.

"Your Majesty, not only my face but my whole body is like this. If you don't mind, I can strip my clothes for you to see!"

Fu San, standing nearby, nearly chokes on his own saliva.

Strip my clothes for you to see?

This Lin Xueyan truly thinks of enticing Your Majesty every moment!

He suddenly realizes that compared with Lin Xueyan, Miss Ye is practically a paragon of virtue!

Alas, who knows when Miss Ye will have seen a thousand sails and finally take his hand, luring Your Majesty away?

He can't wait to see Miss Ye's scene of luring Your Majesty.

It must…

Strange, weird—why can't I imagine it?

Fu San scratches his head, wondering if it's because he still hasn't caught that Female Lecherous Thief.

Just thinking of that Female Lecherous Thief instantly dampens Fu San's mood.

Even after so much time, he still has no progress; it's the greatest humiliation of his life!

He vows again that if he catches that Female Lecherous Thief, he will dismember her into five pieces and shred her remains to countless fragments…

Hearing the grinding teeth, Fu Hanxiu glances at Fu San, "Fu San, what are you doing?"

Fu San comes to his senses and realizes he's once again immersed in the shadow the Female Lecherous Thief cast over him.

"It's nothing…" Fu San shakes his head.

Fu Hanxiu withdrew his gaze, looking down from above at Lin Xueyan, 'What on earth is going on?'

Lin Xueyan felt a wave of disappointment in her heart.

How she wished the Emperor Sovereign could gaze upon her graceful figure; perhaps, after seeing her beautiful body, the Emperor Sovereign would discover her beauty and then become immersed in it,