The Demon Queen of Divine Doctor is not to be trifled with

Chapter 33: Flower Bells Ring and Red Shadow Appears

The fourth daughter of the Ye family got married on the second day of the twelfth lunar month. She went to the palace at night and returned home the next morning. She slept for a day and a night. She woke up this morning to pay her respects to the old lady. She had just had lunch, so it should be the fourth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Ye Wenyan counted the days on his fingers. It was only the fourth day of the twelfth lunar month and the fifteenth day was not even here yet. How could the spell be ineffective?

Ye Wenyan, the last head of the Xuanmai Ye family, had a secret that she had never told anyone, even in her previous life, including her mother, grandfather, and Ye Qingcheng who followed her around all day.

She lost her spiritual power on the 15th of every month. This was a secret that belonged only to her. She didn't know the reason, but the 15th of every month was always her weakest. She never went out on the 15th of the first lunar month. Even if something important happened, she would try to avoid this day. Now she wanted to use the power of flowers to restore this body to life, but she unexpectedly failed. This frightened her and made her a little panicked.

The white light in his hand faded and quickly disappeared, and the handful of wintersweet flowers also withered quickly.

She was unwilling to give up, so she grabbed another handful and was about to recite the spell when her mind suddenly changed and she put the flowers back, leaving only one in her hand.

The mantra changed from a major technique for restoring the body's vitality to a minor technique for transforming objects.

In the blink of an eye, the flower turned into a comb, lying quietly in her palm.

"Huh?" She asked in confusion, put down the comb, picked up another flower, and quickly produced a box of rouge.

Ye Wenyan heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no problem with his spiritual power. It was just that the great magic of the resurrection machine could not be used.

She thought about it carefully and soon realized that the problem was not with the magic, but with her current body. After all, it was a resurrection of the dead. The real Fourth Miss of the Ye Family was dead, and this body was a real dead body. She was a soul from another world that was forcibly inserted into a dead body. Maybe her soul was special, or maybe something unexpected happened during the crossing. In short, her soul could not be completely integrated with this body, which led to the current situation of being a living dead.

But if even magic can't change it, is she going to have to walk in this world with a pale face and a body without body temperature? Not to mention the cold, sooner or later people will find out, and it will be troublesome.

Ye Wenyan was a little upset. She raised her hand and patted the comb and rouge. The two things turned back into flowers and withered in the blink of an eye.

I don't know if it was because of the noise in the morning, but the general's mansion was relatively quiet this afternoon. At least no one came to disturb her in this small courtyard. Even Zhuier found that half of the flowers were withered, and asked her twice, but she didn't want to say anything, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Ye Wenyan found a brocade bag to put the remaining flowers in and hung it around his waist. He also picked up a few and stuffed them into his sleeve pocket so that he could take them at any time.

Dinner was eaten in my own room, a plate of stir-fried vegetables and a bowl of rice.

Dried vegetables are green vegetables picked and dried in autumn, and can be eaten after soaking in winter.

Ye Wenyan couldn't figure out one thing, was the General's Mansion short of salt? She asked Zhuier, "Why are these dried vegetables so bland?"

Zhuier was very surprised, "It's bland? I thought it would be salty, because the pickled vegetables we servants eat are very salty. I ate two bowls of rice with three mouthfuls of pickled vegetables and drank two large bowls of water. It's really too salty."

"Is there anything left?" she asked Zhuier, "If there is, bring it to me. I don't mind your being rude. This dish is so bland that I really can't eat a single bite." After saying that, she used chopsticks to stir the dish, "There is not even a scrap of meat. It seems that the life in the general's mansion is really not very good. I, a legitimate lady, have such a hard life, let alone others." Zhuier hurried out of the house to get the pickles, and when she came back, her mouth was pouted high, "It's not that the general's mansion has a bad life, it's that our life is not good. The lady used to eat very well. Every meal had at least six dishes, four of which were meat. As it is now, I'm afraid that the maids on the second wife's side eat better than you, young lady."

"Really?" Ye Wenyan smiled, "Then write down all your three meals a day, write them down carefully. Can you write?"

Zhuier nodded, "Yes, Miss, you forgot, when the eldest lady was the mistress, the mansion hired a teacher specifically for us servants. He didn't teach us much, just how to read. So this servant can write and recognize words."

"That's good. Start writing from the night I return home. Write down everything carefully, including the three meals a day, snacks and tea."

"What's the point of remembering these?" Zhuier didn't understand.

Ye Wenyan didn't say it clearly, but only told her: "The life we have now is hard-earned. We can't just live a healthy and delicious life. We have to let everyone in the mansion live the same life as us. Well, I will work hard for that day to come sooner." Xichun fetched the water for bathing that night. He brought it in bucket by bucket and was so tired that he could hardly straighten his back.

When pouring water into the large bathtub, the maid's sleeve slipped up a little, and Ye Wenyan saw that she was wearing a bracelet on her wrist. The quality of the bracelet was not very good for ladies, but for a maid, it was a rare item.

She thought that if Xichun, as a first-class maid, didn't use her salary to subsidize her family, she should be able to afford it. But she didn't think a maid would really be willing to use her savings to buy such a thing. After all, this bracelet should be enough for an ordinary family to live on for more than half a year.

But if I didn't buy it myself, who gave it to me? Was it the original owner?

She recalled carefully and shook her head slowly. It was not the original owner. Although the original owner was a bit generous, compared to the steady and cautious Xiangdong, she did not like Xichun very much, so she did not give Xichun too much reward. At most, it was a few pearl flowers and clothes that were no longer worn. Since it was not the original owner, who else could it be?

"The water is ready, miss, you can take a bath." Xichun spoke to her softly.

Ye Wenyan stood up and walked behind the screen, and looked at Xichun's arm again. Xichun seemed to react, and quickly put down his sleeves and put his hands behind his back.

"Miss, please take a bath first. I will leave now." Because she had dismissed the servants when she took a bath the night before, Xichun had to leave as usual tonight.

But Ye Wenyan pulled her aside and said, "Stay here and help me wipe my back." He took the initiative to roll up her sleeves and said, "The sleeves of your dress are too wide. It will be bad if they get wet. I'll roll them up for you."

"No, no, no need, really." Xichun took two steps back. "I'll go and ask Xiangdong to help you wipe your back. I cut my hand during the day and it's not good for me to touch water. Please wait a moment, I'll go and ask Xiangdong to come." After saying that, she turned around and ran away.

Ye Wenyan chuckled, took off her clothes and stepped into the bathtub. Xiangdong came in soon, washed her hands, and then picked up the small scoop beside the bathtub, scooping water onto her shoulders.

After scooping for about ten times, he finally spoke softly, saying to her, "Miss, have you seen the bracelet Xichun is wearing? She was very careful when she was working in the afternoon, and she was very careful with everything. She was not willing to help move a small table. I saw that she seemed to be protecting her left wrist, fearing that it would be bumped, so I guessed that she might be wearing something precious. During dinner, I took the opportunity to shake her hand, and finally saw the bracelet. I asked her where she got it, and she said it was a reward from you, Miss."

Xiang Dong pulled back a strand of hair that Ye Wenyan had put in front of her body, "Did the young lady ever give her a bracelet?"

Ye Wenyan shook his head, "I have never rewarded you."

Xiangdong sighed, "That's what others gave it to me."

"Who could it be?" she asked Xiangdong, "Have you noticed who she is close to?"

Xiang Dong thought for a while and shook her head. "I really can't think of it. Although she used to be flamboyant, loved to dress up, and was quite ostentatious, I didn't find that she had any special dealings with anyone. She has always been with the young lady, because the young lady is a popular person in this mansion, and only by following the young lady can you have the best future."

"Unfortunately, things are different now. Maybe they saw that our eldest son's family was not doing well, so they quickly found a backer."

"Miss..." Xiangdong hesitated to speak, but finally said it after a while, "If Xichun did something wrong, could you forgive her once? I have served you for so many years, and we still have some affection for each other. I really can't bear to see her go down the wrong path. I promise to only ask you to forgive her once. If she does it again, I will never say a word for her."

Ye Wenyan turned to look at her, "Xiangdong, you have to know that if you make a mistake once, there will be a second time. Xichun is not a child. Children can be taught, but she is an adult. Her character has already been determined. Do you think she can be taught back?"

Xiang Dong shook her head, "No. That's why I only ask for this once. If she does it again, I will have done my best." "Okay, I promise you." Ye Wenyan turned around and sank into the water again. "Go ahead. I don't need anyone to wait on me for my bath. As for Xichun, you should keep an eye on her these days. Whether she takes the wrong path or not is one thing, but we can't let outsiders plot against us in our courtyard."

Xiang Dong put down the water scoop and took a half step back: "I'll remember that."

She was the only one left in the room, and she lifted her hands from the water.

She also didn't want anyone to see her wrist, because there was a silver bell on her wrist, which was given to her by the most noble Emperor on this continent.

Ye Wenyan still remembered what Master Liyuan had said, that if he had anything to ask for, he only had to ring the bell.

But what could happen to her? At least so far, she hadn't encountered any trouble that required the Emperor to personally take action to solve.

So this bell is just a decoration for her, right? Besides, she didn't really want to see that person again. After all, being hurt twice in a row was not an experience worth looking back on. She put down her arm and stopped thinking about Shi Liyuan's bell. Instead, she half stood up to reach for her clothes.

There was a flower in her sleeve pocket, and she wanted to turn it into some fragrant and smooth shower gel so that the bath would be more comfortable.

The result was really unexpected; he did reach the flower, but when he pulled himself back, his foot slipped and he fell back into the bath with a plop.

As she slipped and fell, she held the flower in her hand tighter, and the flower attracted the attention of the silver bell.

In the blink of an eye, a red light flashed, and a handsome man wearing a maple red shirt appeared out of thin air...