Chapter 551: Are You Sick?

"Elder Nan, you should just take these pills back."

Nan Xin squinted his eyes, and his expression grew solemn.

Is Wu Shushan refusing him?

"Wu Yuanzhang, what does this mean?"

"Instructor Ye's family of four are all members of our Academy; they have not erred, so I cannot expel them from the Academy."

Nan Xin's breath sank.

Wu Shushan was clearly looking for an excuse.

As Dean, whether one can expel someone still hinges on his word.

"Wu Yuanzhang, are you truly not reconsidering?"

Wu Shushan stood up and said, "No reconsideration."

Outside the Hall of Heroes, Qin Zixie hid in a corner and listened to the entire conversation.

"Interesting!"

He curled the corner of his mouth, showing a look of keen interest.

Dan Valley produced a massive quantity of pills, attempting to expel Ye Qingran's family of four from the Academy, but Wu Shushan would not budge.

However, Nan Xin and several Elders seemed not to intend to compromise so easily.

A good show to watch!

Wu Shushan then left.

Inside the Hall of Heroes only a few Elders and the members of Dan Valley remained.

"Wu Shushan, that clueless old fellow, actually dares to defy my Dan Valley!" Nan Xin slammed a fist on the table.

Li Elder's eyes rolled, "It doesn't matter if he refuses; I actually have a good idea..."

When Ye Qingran woke up, she felt her whole body terribly sore.

Her constitution is already far better than most, yet now she was so uncomfortable she couldn't get out of bed, showing how hard Fu Hanxiu had tormented her.

Sure enough, the more exhilarating the process, the more tragic the outcome.

Looking again at Fu Hanxiu...

He has already disappeared!

"Damn, vanished clean after eating, Fu Hanxiu, you wait for me!"

"Still have the energy to scold me? Looks like I didn't serve properly last night."

Just as Ye Qingran's muttered curses faded, the door was pushed open; she looked up and saw Fu Hanxiu's tall, lanky figure.

His charm is unparalleled, his elegance unrivaled.

Fu Hanxiu remains the same Fu Hanxiu—overwhelmingly domineering, remarkably heroic.

In contrast, she...

Indeed, the joys and sorrows of this world do not correspond...

"Don't you have any discomfort?"

Ye Qingran's eyes brimmed with anticipation.

Even a little would be fine, at least it would give her some comfort.

"No," Fu Hanxiu shook his head, his handsome face radiant.

Ye Qingran felt frustrated.

Suddenly Fu Hanxiu said, "Very comfortable."

Very comfortable?

Not uncomfortable, but rather very comfortable?

Ye Qingran grew depressed.

However, she noticed the curve at Fu Hanxiu's mouth corner, carrying a hint of mischief.

She seemed to grasp a deeper meaning.

"Shameless!"

She scolded.

Fu Hanxiu walked over, and only then did Ye Qingran notice he was holding something in his hand.

"What is this?" Hot steam billowed.

"It's the medicinal porridge I boiled for you."

Fu Hanxiu set the bowl down and sat at the bedside.

Fu Hanxiu's own hand‑brewed medicinal porridge?

He actually can cook porridge?

Ye Qingran stared, feeling a startled sense of being favored. She hurried to lift it to taste, but Fu Hanxiu snatched it away.

"What are you doing? Didn't you make this for me?"

"Seeing how impatient you are," Fu Hanxiu lightly tapped Ye Qingran's forehead, then blew on the porridge, "Be careful not to get burned."

Watching him attentively cool the porridge for her, Ye Qingran couldn't help but lift the corner of her mouth into a smile called happiness.

He can rule the world outside, yet also cook porridge in the kitchen...

This kind of Emperor Sovereign—so loveable~

"Drink it, it's not hot now."

Ye Qingran leaned forward and took a sip.

The medicinal scent wasn't very strong, sweet yet not cloying, and the texture was excellent.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's tasty. Have you boiled porridge before?" It shouldn't be. The Emperor Sovereign's ten fingers should not have touched plain water.

"This is the first time."

Wow~

The Emperor Sovereign's first time!

But can the first time be boiled this well?

"Fu Hanxiu, I didn't see it; you have a real talent for cooking!"

"If you want to drink it later, I'll boil it for you."

"Sure. If you stop being the Emperor Sovereign later, can we open a porridge shop?"

Ye Qingran already pictured that scene in her mind.

In a remote small town, a simple shop: he wore coarse cloth clothing, a apron, and boiled porridge and cooked dishes. She helped her, greeting customers.

Simple and plain.

Ordinary and unremarkable.

It seems unattainably distant, yet in silence it declares that plainness is the true essence.

"Alright. What shall we call it?"

"Shy Shy Porridge Shop?"

Ye Qingran was the first to think of that name, and she made herself laugh.

Ye Qingran, after finally tidying up and stepping out of the room, was greeted by Han Xing and a few others.

Compared to before, the current Ye Qingran seems to have gained a few indescribable charms.

I don't know how to describe it; anyway, she's becoming ever more enchanting.

"Miss, what's wrong with your neck?"

Leng Yue pointed at Ye Qingran's neck, shouting and squealing.

Bai Bing and Han Xing instinctively looked, then their expressions were hard to put into words.

"Clumsy Yue Er..." Bai Bing glared at Leng Yue. Han Xing shyly lowered his head.

Ye Qingran realized it was probably because she had been given strawberries.

"It's because your brother-in-law tormented me,".

Han Xing, Leng Yue, and Bai Bing: "......"

"Miss, you're being so unrestrained; is that really okay?"

"Xing Er, why is your face so red? Are you ill?"

"Miss!" Han Xing's face turned so red it was almost dripping blood.

How could she not realize Ye Qingran was teasing her?

Ye Qingran smiled, "Alright, I won't tease you any more, but how are you and Fu San?"

It's fine as long as Fu San isn't mentioned; once Fu San is brought up, Han Xing gets angry.

"Miss, stop joking; there's nothing between me and him."

Ye Qingran raised an eyebrow, then heard Bai Bing tease, "Miss, it's all Fu San's fault, that wooden guy, who doesn't understand romance at all, and he really upset Xing Er!"

"Oh? Really? When I have time, I'll definitely talk to him..."

Ye Qingran was stopped before entering the Academy.

"Qin Zixie?"

Qin Zixie wore a cold sneer.

"Instructor Ye, I have a secret about you here; do you want to hear it?"

"You blocked me here just to tell me this?"

Qin Zixie's expression stiffened.

He suddenly realized that waiting here for nearly an hour just to block Ye Qingran was indeed quite boring.

However, he was eager to know what Ye Qingran's reaction would be if she learned she was about to be expelled from the Academy.

"Do you actually want to know?"

Qin Zixie asked impatiently.

Women are trouble.

"Don't want to." Ye Qingran tossed him two words, tried to leave, but Qin Zixie swiftly blocked her.

Don't want to?

How could she not want to know?

He had been waiting here for nearly an hour, his purpose being to tell her the secret in person.

"No, you must know!"

Ye Qingran glared at Qin Zixie with a look that seemed to say 'are you crazy'.

"Are you ill?"

Qin Zixie gritted his teeth, "No!"

"Looks like it."

Qin Zixie: "......"

He held back.

To avoid being driven mad by Ye Qingran, he quickly relayed everything he had eavesdropped outside the Hall of Heroes to her.

Seeing her expression turn solemn, eyes lowered in thought, a worried look, Qin Zixie inexplicably felt relieved.

Looks like the good days of some people are about to come to an end!

Qin Zixie laughed, taking pleasure in others' misfortune.

However, he never would have imagined that Ye Qingran wasn't afraid at all, but rather somewhat surprised.

Nanxun's arrival came after she had been searching for three days.

Looks like Nanxun can't wait to drive our family of four away!

Ye Qingran thought to herself.

Hey, are you alright?

Seeing Ye Qingran silent for a long time with her head down, Qin Zixie could no longer laugh, furrowed his brows, and asked in a displeased tone.

Ye Qingran, lost in her thoughts, ignored him.

You're not crying, are you?

Please don't. He hates it when women cry.

Ye Qingran still didn't answer him.

His heart jolted.

Indeed, she was crying. Women are just trouble. Qin Zixie felt immensely regretful. If he had known this newly arrived class instructor was so fragile, he wouldn't have told her about this.

Really annoying.

Indeed, women are just trouble!

Just as Qin Zixie didn't know what to do, Ye Qingran finally lifted her eyes, looked at him, and said, "I understand, thank you."

Everything was as usual.

There wasn't the slightest trace of her having cried.

Not even a hint of worry could be seen.

Gazing at Ye Qingran's back, Qin Zixie felt quite angry.

Is he messing with him?