Chapter 47: Is She the Villainess?

Fu Qianchen could not possibly be uncovered.

Because, once he takes off his mask, Father Lord's men will be able to find him right away!

"Let you look? Why? What if you get lustful and abduct me to sell?"

Ye Huanhuan gritted her teeth: "I won't!"

Fu Qianchen, however, looked doubtful: "Who knows, your name sounds exactly like the vicious female supporting character in those stories, you don't look like a good person, and who knows what kind of nasty stuff is in your belly!"

Ye Qingran and the three of them were all stunned; this Xiao Aojiao, so articulate—who did she learn that from?

Is she the vicious female supporting character?

Does she not look like a good person?

Does she have a belly full of nasty stuff?

Ye Huanhuan was so angry she wanted to kill someone.

She hated the idea of going up and tearing Fu Qianchen to pieces!

Ye Huanhuan thought of a hundred ways to deal with Fu Qianchen; thinking of her purpose for coming to Ting Yu Xuan, she forced herself to calm down.

Her tone, both angry and aggrieved, she questioned: "Older sister, why have you seized my Ting Yu Xuan? And you've thrown all my things out!"

"Ting Yu Xuan was originally left to me by my mother; I'm merely returning it to its rightful owner—how can there be any talk of seizing it?"

Ye Qingran smiled: "As for your clothes and jewelry, I find them too gaudy—like something only a woman from Yan Hua Zhi Di would wear; I thought you wouldn't like them, so I took it upon myself to throw them away."

In short, everything I did was for your own good!

To deal with someone like Ye Huanhuan, a White Lotus, the best method is to be even more of a White Lotus than she is!

Ye Huanhuan, being in the wrong, then didn't dare reveal her true nature in front of so many people.

Upon Ye Qingran saying that, she was speechless, only able to swallow her broken teeth mixed with blood.

She forced a smile and said: "If that's the case, then thank you, older sister. I just came back, thinking to come see you, and I brought some special products from Xuan Yuan City as a gift."

Several attendants carried the gift boxes forward.

"You really went to trouble. Just leave it here."

"This is what I should do. Then I won't disturb you, older sister."

"Take your leave, I won't see you out!"

Just as Ye Huanhuan turned around, her expression changed as quickly as flipping a page to become sinister.

"Ye Qingran, and that Wild Offspring, you just wait for me!" she said softly, her tone not hiding her killing intent.

"Burp."

Fu Qianchen stood beside Ye Qingran, inexplicably uttering that one sentence.

Hehe~

One second later, Ye Huanhuan's body shuddered and she let out a thunderous burp.

Ye Huanhuan's attendants were all stunned.

Ye Qingran blinked, thinking this must just be a coincidence.

"Fart."

Pfft~

Ye Huanhuan, who had just finished burping and hadn't yet recovered from the shock she herself caused, let out a thunderous fart.

The innocent attendants held their breath, their faces all twisted.

Good heavens, how can the Second Miss's fart be so loud and so smelly?

It's practically on par with the Third Miss Ye Sisi's fart!

Is she really a lady?

Ye Qingran was shocked.

"Eat shit, you dog!"

Thud~

After Ye Huanhuan finished farting, her foot slipped, she fell flat on her face in a dog-eats-shit manner, biting a mouthful of mud.

Ye Huanhuan's attendants stared wide-eyed, speechless.

They thought, has the Second Miss offended the Tai Sui today?

Ye Qingran looked at Fu Qianchen with an incredulous gaze.

Things don't happen three times.

If the first two times were just coincidences, but all three times he hit the mark, then it's not that simple a coincidence.

Lifting his eyes to meet Ye Qingran's gaze, Fu Qianchen's small face beneath his mask flushed with a suspicious red.

His gaze darted about, evasive.

"That… this is Young Master's special ability…"

Fu Qianchen felt somewhat embarrassed.

This strange odd ability, he normally doesn't use.

After all, a true man ought to be open and aboveboard.

Today, he really was disgusted by Ye Huanhuan, so he couldn't hold back and employed it.

Ye Qingran's eyes lit up, as if she had discovered some astonishing treasure.

"You didn't even notice, you've grown a Crow Mouth?!"

Fu Qianchen's face instantly darkened.

What does "Crow Mouth" mean?

Young Master's mouth has clearly been blessed!

"Won't you despise me?"

"Why would I despise you? Such a powerful ability is a gift, an honor—why should it be mocked?"

"Really?"

Fu Qianchen looked at Ye Qingran in surprise.

The real reason they don't use this ability is that, in the Xi Ji Sacred Realm, someone learned they have this ability and secretly called them a sweeping star.

They said his fate is cold and desolate, misfortune clings to him, destined to die alone.

But this woman told him that his ability is a gift and an honor.

Ye Qingran did not miss the melancholy in Fu Qianchen's eyes.

She crouched down and touched the soft crown of Fu Qianchen's hair.

"Did someone say something?"

Fu Qianchen nodded.

"That's because they're jealous of you. Your 'Crow Mouth' is actually a Divine Speech Ability. It's a supreme ability that countless people dream of but cannot obtain."

A Divine Speech Ability bearer is one in a million.

However, this ability is too ethereal to be defined.

"But a person with this ability brings disaster to those around them."

That is not false.

A Divine Speech Person has an extremely rigid fate.

"That's because you haven't fully mastered this ability yet. A truly powerful Divine Speech practitioner can Defy Heaven to Change Fate."

"Before that, will I hurt you?"

Ye Qingran laughed and said, "Is it already too late for you to ask this question now? You've been relying on me for so long, and I haven't had any trouble either?"

Fu Qianchen nodded.

"Seems like it."

"I forgot to tell you, my fate is also rigid."

Fu Qianchen's eyes lit up, as if they had found a belonging.

Ye Qingran suddenly warned sternly, "Xiao Aojiao, if you dare use this ability on me, be careful—I'll smash your little butt!"

"You dare!"

"The Young Master's little butt isn't for just anyone to touch!"

"If you don't believe it, try it!"

Ye Qingran flexed her wrist joints, eager to try.

Fu Qianchen got scared.

This woman is fierce; there's nothing she doesn't dare.

When Father Lord finds them, they will definitely have Father Lord beat her butt, to avenge themselves!

After Ye Huanhuan and her party left, their faces dusty, Han Xing Leng Yue looked at the gifts scattered on the ground, showing a disdainful expression.

"The weasel wishes the chicken a New Year—no good intentions!" Han Xing Leng Yue snorted.

Han Xing Leng Yue took the items sent by Ye Huanhuan into Ting Yu Xuan, opened them, and found they were mostly specialty pastries and candied fruits from Xuan Yuan City.

Han Xing Leng Yue has been by Ye Qingran's side for many years; her medical skill is not outstanding, but she certainly has the strength to contend with the experienced Old Pharmacist of Xiliang.

"Sure enough, it's Sima Zhao's heart!"

Every one of these pastries and candied fruits was laced with poison, various kinds, none of which are fast‑acting toxins, but rather ones that, over time, damage a person's foundation, eventually leading to incurable death.

Even some clothing accessories were coated with poison.

Ye Huanhuan went to great lengths to poison Ye Qingran.

"Miss, this kind of scum should be killed quickly!" Leng Yue couldn't help but say, a strong murderous intent radiating from her whole body.

Han Xing added, "Miss, we already forced her to speak; she has said everything she knows, she has no more use value, so why keep her?"

"You are right," Ye Qingran nodded.

"However, I still think that over at Ye Huanhuan's side there are details we don't know. Perhaps Ye Huanhuan herself is unaware of them."

Han Xing Leng Yue was startled.

"However, this is just my intuition. Yet even if the possibility is minuscule, I cannot miss it."