Chapter 919

By the time Yun Zhonghe came to his senses, Ye Qingran had already vanished without a trace.

Is there really someone in this world who looks so alike? Or am I hallucinating again?

Over the years, he has had hallucinations more than once, mistaking others for his sister Yun Ling.

Su Su is Yun Ling's nickname, a nickname belonging only to him.

Yun Zhonghe shook his head and put on his mask.

Ye Qingran turned into an alley, leaned against the wall, and seeing that Yun Zhonghe had not pursued, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mother, what should we do? It seems we three have offended our great uncle!", Xiao Hu said with a worried face.

Isn't the great uncle supposed to be at the Purple Ultimate Elixir Sect? How did he end up in the Spirit Realm's Wànlíng Chéng?

Ye Qingran's inner feelings were also speechless.

"Xiao Chen, you tell us what we should do."

Xiao Chen hesitated a moment, then said, "Why don't we just pretend we don't know him?"

"You mean we should just give up on this great uncle?"

Xiao Hu nodded, "It's not impossible. Maybe after a while he'll forget this, and we can go and recognize him again."

"Makes sense!" Ye Qingran stroked her chin and nodded in approval.

Ye Qingran's violent reputation had long spread throughout Wànlíng Xuégōng; all the disciples knew that a sweeping maid had come to the academy, beautiful as a celestial being, yet extremely violent, having beaten Wu Qiong beyond recognition.

"Look, that's Ye Qingran!"

Ye Qingran walked through the academy with her two children when someone shouted that, and the surrounding disciples immediately kept their distance, as if she were a moving virus, avoiding her.

"Really?" Ye Qingran twitched the corner of her mouth. She's a beautiful, kind-hearted little fairy; why is everyone afraid of her?

Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen shook their heads and sighed, "Mom's fierce image probably can't be changed."

"So she's Ye Qingran!"

"She really is beautiful! Even the number one beauty, Senior Sister Su Luo Qiu, probably can't compare."

"Alas, it's a shame she's so violent; who would dare want such a woman?"

Hearing that, Ye Qingran didn't like it and walked straight up to the disciple who said no one would want her.

"You, what are you going to do?"

That male disciple's face turned white with fright, he kept backing away, looking terrified.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to tell you that I've already married off."

"What?"

The surrounding disciples wore looks of surprise, wondering which daredevil would dare marry such a violent woman as Ye Qingran.

"Also, don't be deceived by appearances; I'm actually a very gentle person."

Ye Qingran brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, her movement graceful and intelligent, exuding an enchanting beauty.

"Hmm," she felt it was still necessary to uphold her image.

The disciples instinctively shook their heads, clearly not believing her.

"You should trust Mom; she never lies." Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen argued earnestly, but to no effect.

"What are you all doing gathered here?!" A warm yet dignified voice came from nearby, and all the disciples' faces changed.

Following the sound, they saw a white-clad figure standing not far away.

He was a young man in his early twenties, tall and straight like a pine, with handsome features, and his whole demeanor was like the bright autumn moon.

What a pure demeanor!

This was Ye Qingran's first impression of him.

"Senior Brother Qiu!" all the disciples greeted him respectfully, lowering their heads.

"Senior Brother Qiu?"

Ye Qingran raised her eyebrows, a guess forming in her mind.

These past few days in the academy weren't wasted; she had some understanding of the situation, such as many disciples taking Qiu Yue Lang as their leader.

He is not only the sole disciple of the Wànlíng Xuégōng's headmaster, but also the most outstanding among the disciples, ranked first.

"So he's Qiu Yue Lang; indeed, he lives up to his name!"

Such a Qiu Yue Lang made Ye Qingran think of someone else—her other brother, Lu Shen.

Lu Shen is a schizophrenia patient with a split personality. One of his personalities has this demeanor, though this side of Lu Shen speaks little, only improving when the other personality takes over.

"Are you Lu Shen?" For some reason, Ye Qingran now especially missed Lu Shen; seeing Qiu Yue Lang felt like seeing Lu Shen himself again.

The disciples had intended to leave, but upon seeing Ye Qingran stride straight toward Qiu Yue Lang, they all instantly showed surprised expressions.

"You look like someone from my past." Ye Qingran stood before Qiu Yue Lang, speaking lightly, her eyes holding a hint of reminiscence.

She isn't usually sentimental, but at this moment she became sentimental.

Qiu Yue Lang froze.

He obviously hadn't expected Ye Qingran to say that.

"May I touch your face?"

Qiu Yue Lang's expression stiffened, his gaze briefly losing focus.

The disciples widened their eyes, doubting whether they had hallucinated.

"Does Ye Qingran know what she's saying? She dares to touch Senior Brother Qiu's face—has she lost her mind?"

"She's just a sweeping maid, yet she dares to make such an excessive request!"

"Just look at Senior Brother Qiu's expression—you can tell Ye Qingran is doomed this time!"

You should know, Qiu Yue Lang is the foremost disciple of the Wànlíng Xuégōng, the only disciple of the Gōngzhǎng, of noble status, with extraordinary talent, a genius rarely seen in a thousand years.

Which disciple in the academy doesn't show him utmost respect when they see him? Who would dare make such an excessive demand?

Besides, Qiu Yue Lang is extremely aloof, greatly dislikes outsiders approaching him, especially women getting close, which makes him feel disgusted.

Before, there was a clueless female disciple who, infatuated with Qiu Yue Lang's looks, dared to touch him, and after that she vanished from the academy!

Ye Qingran's fate will certainly not be any better!

Qiu Yue Lang lowered his gaze at the woman within arm's reach, unable to describe his current feelings.

What shocked him was that he actually felt no repulsion toward her closeness at all!

But he and Ye Qingran are not acquainted, so his natural reserve would lead him to refuse her request.

"No…"

Just as Qiu Yue Lang's words of refusal reached his lips, a cool hand had already brushed his right cheek.

In an instant, as if struck by electricity, Qiu Yue Lang's whole body trembled and his pupils contracted.

Her, how could she?

Ye Qingran wore a faint smile, her eyes holding reminiscence, as scenes of her past life with Lu Shen flashed through her mind frame by frame.

Lu Shen, who possesses a dual personality, whether in one persona or the other, whether talkative or taciturn, whether cold or passionate, his attitude toward her has never changed.

Ah Shen!

Sister misses you!

"You're a grown man, do you really need to be this nervous?" Ye Qingran suppressed her emotions and teased. As she spoke, she also withdrew her hand.

For some reason, Qiu Yue Lang felt a sense of loss.

What exactly just happened? Why does he feel a deep sorrow upon Ye Qingran?

Even more unbelievably, he himself began to feel that sorrow.

That feeling was as if he had forgotten something.

"Thank you." Ye Qingran looked at Qiu Yue Lang and sincerely expressed her thanks.

Huh?

Qiu Yue Lang blinked, not yet having opened his mouth to ask anything, when Ye Qingran had already turned and left.

The disciples found it unbelievable, each one stunned.

Ye Qingran not only succeeded in touching Qiu Yue Lang's face, but also managed to retreat unscathed!

Qiu Yue Lang watched Ye Qingran's departing back, touched his own face, and for some reason he wasn't angry at all—in fact, he felt somewhat… happy?

"What the hell is this?"

This scene frightened the surrounding academy disciples greatly, until Qiu Yue Lang's stern gaze swept over them, "What are you all doing here? Hurry up and cultivate!"

The disciples scattered like birds and beasts.