Chapter 75: line with translation of chapter title

Fortunately, the Miss had long seen through his true nature, had given up on him and even divorced him; otherwise, if Yaowang Valley had such a male master, they'd be sickened to death.

Just thinking about how Dongfang Qingxuan had caused Ye Qingran so much unhappiness, Zhuang Xian didn't want to let him be happy.

He spoke with a smile that hid a knife: "How old is the Thirteenth Princess this year?"

Dongfang Qingxuan raised his eyebrows: "Seventeen."

"Oh, I see she's already past the age of the hairpin ceremony. At that age, still considered young? Could it be that the Donglin imperial princesses develop their dispositions more slowly than others?"

As soon as those words were spoken, Dongfang Qingxuan's smile froze instantly, his face alternating between green and white, quite a sight.

Zhuang Xian's words were truly impolite.

Those around couldn't help covering their mouths and chuckling.

The shopkeeper of the Medicine King Pavilion, Zhuang Xian, is really a sharp-tongued fellow!

"Moreover, the Crown Prince said he would spare the Thirteenth Princess for your sake. If I comply this time, then next time anyone who makes a mistake, would I have to spare them for the Crown Prince's sake? In that case, does my Medicine King Pavilion still need any rules?"

"Crown Prince, what do you say?"

Dongfang Qingxuan's face was already as black as a pot bottom!

He is a crown prince of a nation; no one has ever dared to speak to him like this!

Even in the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, where talents are as numerous as clouds!

How dare the shopkeeper of the Medicine King Pavilion act this way!

Dongfang Qingxuan was about to erupt, but Gu Dongliu beside him stopped him.

"Crown Prince, behind the Medicine King Pavilion stands the Yaowang Valley!"

Dongfang Qingxuan's body stiffened.

Yaowang Valley…

During his three years in the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, his understanding of Yaowang Valley deepened.

That is a power even the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect dares not offend!

"Shopkeeper Zhuang, that makes sense!"

Those words were practically squeezed out from between Dongfang Qingxuan's teeth; his hand in his sleeve clenched tightly into a fist, feeling extremely unwilling.

Always proud as he is, when has he ever suffered such humiliation?

"Since the Crown Prince has spoken, why don't you quickly throw the Thirteenth Princess out!"

"Wait!"

Ye Huanhuan glanced at Dongfang Qingxuan, whose complexion wasn't good, thinking that if she could relieve Dongfang Ling'er's predicament, the Crown Prince would surely look at her with new eyes.

"Sister, I believe Linger didn't mean it, and besides you weren't hurt; as the saying goes, to forgive is to forgive, so let's just let this matter go."

Ye Huanhuan appeared understanding and gentle, speaking in a soft, mild tone.

Indeed, Dongfang Qingxuan's gaze toward her was somewhat different.

The onlookers, upon hearing, couldn't help praising Ye Huanhuan's kindness in their hearts.

Yo, another White Lotus?

Zhuang Xian naturally knew Ye Huanhuan.

This person could be called the public enemy of Yaowang Valley!

Every person in Yaowang Valley has imagined at least a hundred ways for Ye Huanhuan to die.

If it weren't for the Miss intentionally keeping her alive, Ye Huanhuan would have already seen the grass on her grave grow and wither countless times!

"This Miss is truly kind!"

Zhuang Xian praised sincerely.

Upon hearing that, Ye Huanhuan couldn't help feeling delighted.

Was she being praised by the shopkeeper of the Medicine King Pavilion?

She would surely step up her publicity upon returning; once this spreads, it would greatly benefit her reputation!

Thinking of this, Ye Huanhuan unconsciously straightened her chest, her face showing a modest expression.

Ye Huanhuan was about to say something when Zhuang Xian spoke again.

"Since you're so kind, how about this: if you voluntarily leave the Medicine King Pavilion, the Thirteenth Princess won't have to leave."

"What?!"

Ye Huanhuan was utterly stunned.

She even doubted whether she had misheard!

The crowd also first froze, then wore expressions of eager anticipation for the show.

They wanted to know how Ye Huanhuan would wrap things up.

Upon hearing that she wouldn't be thrown out, Dongfang Ling'er instantly became excited and looked at Ye Huanhuan: "Sister-in-law, you've been so good to me; please help me today—I don't want to be thrown out!"

Ye Huanhuan's scalp went numb; she really wanted to slap Dongfang Ling'er across the face.

You idiot, you don't want to be thrown out—do you think I do?

"Miss, what do you think?"

Ye Huanhuan's back broke out in sweat.

"This, this isn't proper, is it?"

She hasn't done anything—why should she be thrown out?

"How is it improper? Since you're on such good terms, it's only reasonable for you to take the Thirteenth Princess's punishment."

"Sister-in-law, please!"

Feeling countless gazes upon her, Ye Huanhuan felt like a thorn in her back.

Her pleading gaze turned to Ye Qingran: "Sister, say something!"

Ye Qingran crossed her hands over her chest, composed, raised an eyebrow: "I think Zhuang Shopkeeper is quite reasonable! There's a saying that without rules there is no order; the rules of the Medicine King Pavilion cannot be broken casually. So either the Thirteenth Princess leaves, or you leave on her behalf. Choose yourself."

Ye Huanhuan's expression stiffened.

She cursed Ye Qingran in her heart.

The thought that she would have to bear the Thirteenth Princess's punishment and humiliate herself by walking out of the Medicine King Pavilion today filled her heart with ten thousand refusals.

"No!" Ye Huanhuan shouted suddenly.

"I haven't done anything wrong, why make me go out!"

Everyone laughed upon hearing it.

Sure enough, Ye Huanhuan wasn't the type to sacrifice herself to save others.

Dongfang Ling'er looked at Ye Huanhuan in disbelief.

The Imperial Sister‑in‑law, who always obliged requests, actually refused her?!

Ye Huanhuan dared not look at Dongfang Ling'er.

Zhuang Xian wore a sarcastic smile: "Since this miss is unwilling, the Thirteenth Princess will have to be wronged!"

The Dark Guard, on orders, escorted the frenzied Dongfang Ling'er outside.

"Ye Huanhuan, you hypocritical scoundrel!"

Dongfang Ling'er cursed loudly as she went down the stairs.

Ye Huanhuan trembled all over with anger.

She swore that had she known it would bring such disgrace, she would never have stepped forward!

The onlookers couldn't help but find it funny.

People say Ye Huanhuan and the Thirteenth Princess are as close as sisters, but today's sight proves the rumor unreliable!

It seems that after today, Ye Huanhuan and the Thirteenth Princess will become strangers!

"The Medicine King Pavilion is indeed formidable!"

"That's inevitable, after all the Yaowang Valley backs it; it can stride across the entire Central Region, right?"

"At least our Eastern Imperial family cannot afford to provoke the Yaowang Valley!"

……

The crowd couldn't help but sigh.

A dignified princess of a nation makes a mistake here and is tossed out like trash. The Medicine King Pavilion truly lives up to its legendary might, even the Imperial Clan pays it no heed.

After handling the matter, Zhuang Xian, out of the crowd's sight, cast a glance at Ye Qingran, his eyes full of flattery, as if asking: Miss, how did Zhuang Xian do? Was it satisfying?

Ye Qingran returned him an approving look.

"Miss Ye, the Medicine King Pavilion's hospitality was lacking and caused offense; please forgive us," Zhuang Xian clasped his fists toward Ye Qingran.

"This has nothing to do with the Medicine King Pavilion; if blame is needed, blame those who go out without a brain."

Ye Qingran said this, her gaze flicking over Dongfang Qingxuan.

Dongfang Qingxuan saw Ye Qingran, his eyes filled with hatred.

If it weren't for Ye Qingran, he wouldn't have suffered such baseless humiliation!

Ye Huanhuan also harbored deep hatred toward Ye Qingran.

Had it not been Ye Qingran, the hard‑won relationship between her and Dongfang Ling'er would not have become so awkward!

"Let's go!" Dongfang Qingxuan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and turned back to the private room.

The auction officially began, and the crowd ceased their discussion.

The entire Medicine King Pavilion was sealed off, its lighting as dark as night.

A beam of intense light reached the first‑floor platform.

Dressed in a white robe, Zhuang Xian appeared on the three‑foot‑high platform, smiling broadly, his eyes exuding wisdom and shrewdness, radiating the elegance of a long‑sleeved dancer.

After a brief introduction to the auction rules, he presented the first item for bidding.

Initially, the items were low‑grade pills and some rare medicinal herbs.

However, for pills of the same grade, the quality produced by the Medicine King Pavilion was miles ahead of other houses.

Thus, even a second‑grade pill fetched a blazing bidding.

Half an hour later.

A private room on the second floor.

"Miss, the next item is the five‑grade Snow Skin Pill!"