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

Chapter 450 The Dying Man

Ye Wenyan left, and Li Xiaohan finally breathed a sigh of relief as she watched her walk further and further away. Baochan also covered her neck for a long time before she came to her senses, and then hurried forward to ask, "Is the queen okay? What did the fourth young lady Ye do?"

Li Xiaohan raised his hands to cover his head and said to Baochan in a trembling voice: "Hurry up and check if my head is broken? Wen Yan pressed my head hard that night and it hurts so much!"

She was really in pain, pain from the inside out, so much so that she could only lean on the backrest of the sedan chair, not wanting to move at all.

Baochan reached out to touch her hair, but couldn't see anything wrong. There was no wound on her head, and it wasn't even a little red. It was just the same as usual, no difference at all.

She told this to Li Xiaohan, who refused to believe it: "Impossible! She squeezed my head so hard that I felt like it was about to be crushed by her. How could nothing happen?"

On this side, the master and the servant kept arguing about whether the head was good or bad, while Ye Wenyan and his group were almost reaching the palace gate.

Ying Peng was old and hunched over, but ever since he came out of Changxin Palace, Ye Wenyan felt that he had become much taller.

Zhuier whispered, "Mr. Ying has finally gotten rid of his anger. He is no longer as upset as before and has become more energetic."

But Ye Wenyan didn't think so.

It is not entirely a bad thing for a person to have something in his heart that he cannot let go of. At least he can keep thinking about that hatred and have an obsession and hope.

Once he lets go of things, he will have no more worries in this life, and there will even be no need to continue.

She pinched a flower and used her spiritual power to probe Ying Peng. She saw that this person's vitality was unprecedentedly vigorous, even comparable to that of a middle-aged man.

She was not happy about it, but sighed in her heart, feeling increasingly heavy-hearted.

Abnormally high vitality is not a good thing, just like in later generations when a dying person goes to the hospital and the doctor gives him a shot of cardiotonic.

That was not true vigor, but the vitality forcibly raised under the catalysis of drugs. Although Ying Peng did not use drugs at this time, he had just experienced something more effective than drugs.

Years of worry were finally gone. Although Li Xiaohan did not have to die to avenge the life of his beloved woman, for a queen mother, the humiliation she received today was already the limit of what she could endure.

So Ying Peng was happy, and this happiness stimulated all the vitality in his body. This vitality, in the words of Xuanmai, was burning the life span, burning all the life in the next few years into life span, accumulating it at this moment. It could make him look energetic and full of vitality for a while, and even most people would be happy for him, thinking that his mental illness was gone and he could live well like this forever.

However, he does not know that his life span, which is burning rapidly, will soon run out, just like what people often say as the last flicker of life. By tomorrow morning at the latest, this person will close his eyes forever and leave this world.

Ye Wenyan was a little sad. In fact, she and Ying Peng didn't have a very deep friendship. She helped him deal with Queen Mother Li once, and he made a pearl flower for her and then sent Ying family craftsmen to work for her. This could be considered a deal.

But after all, it was she who caused the person to be in this state, and she also had something to do with the premature end of his lifespan. So she would also wonder whether she was helping or harming Ying Peng by doing this. If Ying Peng had known that he would have such a result, would he still be willing to do this?

While she was thinking about these things, she saw Ying Peng, who was walking in front of her, stop and turn around to look at her.

"Fourth Miss Ye." The old man spoke with full energy, as if he was just over forty and had a lot of life left to live. He said, "I have thought of many revenge scenarios, but I never thought that one day the imagined scenario would come true. Although I wonder why a little girl like you has such courage, I wonder why the Queen Mother Li is so afraid of you. But that is not my place to ask, and I have no intention of asking. I don't thank you for your kindness. I know that I will not live long, and I will not be able to repay you in this life. Maybe in the next life, if there is a next life, I will make jewelry for you again."

As he spoke, he bowed deeply to Ye Wenyan, and just like he did in Changxin Palace, he folded his body up.

"Fourth Miss, let's say goodbye now. If you are free, please go to Ying Mansion and burn some incense for me!"

When he said these words, there was no trace of sadness or reluctance on his face, as if he was about to go on a long journey and was saying goodbye to a good friend.

But he knew, and Ye Wenyan also knew, that this was not a farewell before a long journey, but a farewell to death.

She also bowed towards Ying Peng, "Sir, you have skillful hands and deserve the title of the best craftsman in the world. It is a great pleasure to have the honor of knowing you in this life. Thank you for making that pearl flower for me, and thank you for lending me the craftsman of the Ying family. Don't worry, sir. I, Ye Wen, am upright in my words and deeds, and will never let the craftsman of the Ying family do anything unjust and ruin the reputation of the Ying family. Goodbye, sir." Ying Peng laughed and strode out of the palace gate.

Zhuier looked at it for a while and then frowned, "Why do I hear what the young lady said to Ying Qiaojiang as if she was talking to a dead person? How can she leave so easily? Ying Qiaojiang's words were also very strange, it sounded like someone was going to die tomorrow and was saying goodbye."

Ye Wenyan sighed, "It's just a farewell, right? Tomorrow, dress plainly and go to Ying's house to burn some incense for Mr. Ying!"

Zhuier was stunned when he heard this, "Miss, are you serious about what you said?"

"really."

"But..." Zhuier wanted to say but the person is not dead yet, but she felt that her young lady had never said anything wrong, so she changed the sentence, "But tomorrow is the day when the second master welcomes the new wife and the new third young lady into the mansion."

"Is that so? Then let's hope we don't run into each other!"

The palace gate was right in front of them. Zhuier asked again, "Miss, are you leaving the palace now? Do you want to go back to Changxin Palace to find the eldest and fifth young ladies? When you came, you asked the carriage to park far away. I will go out of the palace first to call the carriage back!"

Ye Wenyan shook his head, "We can't go anywhere for now. Zhuier, look to the left, someone is here to cause trouble with us."

Zhuier turned around and saw a man wearing a medium yellow official robe walking towards him.

In Northern Qi, only the royal family could make robes in this color. The emperor wore bright yellow, and the royal family members could wear light yellow. Even the regent could only wear light yellow. But today, the regent wore medium yellow, which is a darker color than light yellow.

Zhuier didn't understand the court's rules, but she thought the dress was a bit eye-catching. This yellow was almost as yellow as Quan Qingcheng's dress, wasn't it a bit excessive? She whispered her doubts and said, "Miss, that person seems to be the regent."

She had met Quan Ji at the palace banquet on New Year's Eve and was deeply impressed.

Ye Wenyan nodded, "Yes, it's our Northern Qi's regent." As he spoke, Quan Ji had already walked up to the two of them. Because of his height, he looked down at them, which made Ye Wenyan very uncomfortable. She looked to the side, but couldn't see any place to stand. Just then, a group of palace servants came over, carrying a few chairs. She waved to them, "Come over here."

The palace servants didn't understand what was going on, but they still listened to her and came over. Then they heard Ye Wenyan ask them, "Where did you move the chair to?"

The palace servants replied, "They moved to Yong'an Palace. A number of tables and chairs in Yong'an Palace broke recently, and the servants are rushing to deliver new ones."

Ye Wenyan nodded, "Since they are being sent to Yong'an Palace, that's perfect. Leave one with me! Send the rest as usual. When the Empress Dowager asks about it later, just tell the truth. You won't be punished." After saying that, he was afraid that the palace servants would not dare to do so, so he said to Zhuier, "Go with them to Yong'an Palace and testify."

Zhuier asked her in a low voice, "Miss, is this okay? The Queen Mother of the West Palace is probably most reluctant to see us right now. If I go there again, she might be mad to death, right?" Ye Wenyan smiled, "Why not? I think it's fine. Don't worry! Our Queen Mother of the West Palace has a strong mental endurance, not as fragile as you think. Go, I'll talk to the Regent, and come back to me later."

Zhuier glanced at the Regent and had nothing to worry about. After all, this was the Imperial Palace, so close to Yanhua Mountain. If her young lady had any trouble, the Emperor would be there in a blink of an eye. He might even be standing on the top of the mountain watching, so she could just do what she had to do and didn't need to worry about her master.

Zhuier followed the team of palace servants. A chair was successfully left behind by Ye Wenyan. She sat down on the chair. Although she was shorter than standing, she was sitting after all. A sitting person always has an advantage when talking to a standing person.

"How dare the Prince Regent come to the harem in broad daylight?"

Ye Wenyan said this lightly, which was beyond Quan Ji's expectation. He thought that Ye Wenyan might ask him why he wore a yellow official robe, and also thought that Ye Wenyan would mock him that the reason his legs and feet were better was actually because of her medicine.

But he never expected that Ye Wenyan first found a seat for himself, instantly overcoming the disadvantage of height, and then said this vaguely. What did she mean?

Quan Ji stood with his hands behind his back, looking at her with an undisguised inquiry in his eyes, "Fourth Miss Ye is very eloquent. It seems that the old General Ye really spoiled you. You speak without thinking."

Ye Wenyan was puzzled. "How do you know I didn't think about it? I said this after thinking it over carefully! Besides, is there anything wrong with what I said? It's broad daylight now, and the Regent has indeed come to the harem. How can you come here and not let me say anything? The harem is a sacred place, how can we allow outsiders to come in and out at will?"

Quan Ji sneered, "What about Fourth Miss Ye? Why is Fourth Miss Ye here?"

"Hey, we are different. You are a man and I am a woman. I can enter the palace by invitation or just come in for a stroll. But no matter what I come for, I am a woman. And you, no matter what you come for, you are a man. So I can come to the harem, but you can't. Even if there is an important matter, it must be reported through layers of communication. Has the regent reported it? By the way, who is the prince coming to see? It can't be to see the Queen Mother Li, right?"