Chapter 422

Han Xing, Leng Yue, and Bing Er all wore looks of astonishment.

"Miss, even I can't recognize you!"

Bing Er exclaimed in admiration.

Han Xing and Leng Yue nodded in agreement.

"Miss, if the world knew that the Valley Master of Yaowang Valley was such a young lord, they'd go crazy!"

Han Xing had no doubt.

People's guesses about the appearance of the Medicine King Gu Gu Master were varied; surely after today, everyone will know that the Valley Master of Yaowang Valley is a jade‑like young lord!

"Is that so?"

Ye Qingran snapped her Folding Fan shut, lifting Han Xing's chin.

That charming bearing is simply...

Han Xing's cheeks flushed, and she shyly closed her eyes.

Leng Yue and Bing Er felt their hearts flutter like a startled deer.

Who can bear this?

If Miss were a man, she would certainly not marry anyone else but her.

Ye Qingran curled her lips, gave a wanton smile, "I'm leaving first. Remember to take good care of Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen."

As her words fell, a white figure flashed out the window, like a fleeting glimpse of a startled swan.

Bing Er also wasn't idle; she hurriedly changed her appearance.

She was already superb at the technique, and quickly made herself into a sickly version of Ye Qingran.

Even Han Xing and Leng Yue could not see any flaw.

"Bing Er sis, awesome!" Leng Yue gave a thumbs‑up without hesitation.

Bing Er smiled confidently and immediately got into character.

The three quickly gathered a few things, and soon the door was pushed open from outside.

"Time's up, get out now!" Xiao Lu shouted rudely.

Ye Residence

Main gate

"Get out!"

"You useless lot, get out now!"

"Wherever far, go there!"

The servants' voices were sharp and merciless.

Afterward, the cries of a young child were heard.

"Waa, you can't treat my mother like this!"

"Mother is already so pitiful; you can't drive her out!"

Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen had tear‑streaked faces, looking extremely pitiful.

Such a lively commotion naturally attracted many passersby to stop and watch.

Not long after, several figures were shoved out in front of the Ye Residence's main gate.

It turned out to be Ye Qingran and her servant trio.

Perhaps because they feared the Emperor Sovereign of Zhu Lu's Peak, the two children were not treated this way.

But how could the two children just watch Ye Qingran being driven out?

Ye Qingran, after a long time, wore a veil, dressed in plain clothes; from afar she looked frail, like a willow swaying in the wind.

The two maids were sniffling, their eyes red and swollen.

"Our miss is the true master of the Ye Residence; what right does Ye Yu have to drive her out?"

"Ye Yu, Zhao Ya, you two heartless beasts, I curse you to hell!"

Han Xing and Leng Yue retreated while cursing.

Behind the Yingbi (Shadow Wall) (Shadow Wall) (Shadow Wall) (Shadow Wall) (Shadow Wall), Ye Yu and Zhao Shi watched this scene from afar, their faces showing triumphant expressions.

Ye Qingran, you've finally gotten out!

Soon, Ye Qingran and her servant trio were driven out of the Ye Residence by a group of its servants.

"Cough cough..."

Ye Qingran clutched her chest, coughing from time to time, looking as frail as could be.

Only then did the crowd see clearly that her complexion was extraordinarily pale, with no trace of color, her steps unsteady, requiring the two maids to support her.

"Sure enough, the rumors were true—Ye Qingran really suffers from a grave illness and is on the verge of collapse."

"It looks like her illness is beyond help; she can barely breathe and has no strength left!"

"What's more, look at her darkened third eye and cloudy eyes—she's not far from death..."

The crowd pointed at Ye Qingran, all voicing their comments.

"Xing Er, I can't go on—help me sit down!"

Ye Qingran gasped heavily, making the crowd feel anguished, truly afraid that if she couldn't catch her next breath, she would die.

"Waa, miss, please sit down and rest a bit!"

Ye Qingran sat on the steps before the main gate, with two pitiful children on either side, looking wretched after all.

"Lord Ye is being too harsh, isn't he? To drive out Ye Qingran at a time like this?"

"Even a tiger's venom doesn't eat its young—Ye Yu is truly inhuman! And that Zhao Shi is no good either!"

"Do they not fear that the Emperor Sovereign of Zhu Lu's Peak will return to take revenge?"

This isn't certain. Isn't it said that Ye Huanhuan has a not-so-reliable backer?

More than ten servants of the Ye Family stood in a line, expressionlessly blocking the Ye Residence's main gate, giving Ye Qingran no chance to return.

"Xiao Hu, Xiao Chen..."

"Mother!"

"Mother, I can't hold on much longer..."

"Wuu wuu wuu~"

Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen cried extremely pitifully.

Although they knew the person before them was not their mother, and their mother wasn't injured at all, upon hearing their mother say she couldn't hold on much longer, they felt extremely sad.

So they really cried.

And they cried fiercely.

"From now on, you must take good care of yourselves..."

"Xing Er, Yue Er..."

"Miss!"

"After I'm gone, I entrust the two children to you..."

Han Xing Leng Yue also got drawn in, crying genuinely.

This scene even made the onlooking civilians' eyes turn red.

Human hearts are ultimately made of flesh. When facing parting between life and death, that erupting emotion easily resonates.

Many people even shed tears.

"The Ye Family people are really too much!"

"It's all Ye Huanhuan's fault, she's utterly inhumane!"

"How can there be such a conscienceless person in this world?"

Everyone spoke up for Ye Qingran, declaring it unfair.

"Yo, Ye Qingran, you're about to die, yet you're still here seeking sympathy?"

A teasing voice came from within the Ye Residence.

The servants of the Ye Residence made way one after another.

Ye Huanhuan strolled out.

Now she has completely changed from her previous pure maiden style, wearing a black long dress, even her makeup is dark, looking exceptionally sinister.

Her gaze swept over the crowd, she gave a cold smile: "How come, the impression last time wasn't deep enough? Do you want me to kill a few more?"

The crowd's hearts trembled, they lowered their heads, shivering.

Last time Ye Huanhuan killed a chicken to scare the monkeys at the Ye Residence gate, her means were especially cruel, leaving a shadow in their hearts.

Ye Huanhuan was very satisfied with the crowd's reaction.

"Ye Qingran, aren't you very pleased with yourself?"

She descended the steps.

"Guest Minister Elder of the Divine Medicine Sect? Possessing the ability to refine eight-grade elixirs? Peerless sword dao? Mysterious Sovereign cultivation?"

"Tsk tsk..."

"What a pity! What a pity, you're about to die!"

"You don't want to kill me?"

"I'm afraid I'm standing before you, personally handing you a knife—you probably don't even have the strength to kill me."

Ye Huanhuan had already walked up to Ye Qingran.

Han Xing Leng Yue looked on guard.

"You bore two sons for the Emperor Sovereign at the pinnacle of the struggle for supremacy, yet in the end you got nothing!"

"Ye Qingran, you're about to die!"

"Hahaha~"

Ye Huanhuan laughed loudly to the heavens, her sleeves flying, her hair disheveled, as if she had fallen into demonhood.

The crowd was awed by Ye Huanhuan's pressure, deep down feeling somewhat sorry for Ye Qingran.

Such a stunningly talented person, with so many astonishing achievements...

How did they end up dying young?

"Who said Ye Qingran is about to die?"

A clear, resonant voice drifted from the void, without source, omnipresent, piercing into everyone's ears present.