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

Chapter 457 I Am the Law

Ye Wenyan was going to perform tea-dividing? Ye Lianmian suspected that he had heard it wrong.

She might not know other things, but she knew how good Ye Wenyan was at this kind of delicate work.

As for the New Year's Eve palace banquet dance competition, she didn't go to the New Year's Eve palace banquet anyway, who knows if it's true or not, maybe Ye Wenyan said it on purpose to scare people. Now he's talking about a tea-sharing performance, is this guy crazy?

Ye Lianmian was so angry that he laughed, "Okay, then you can give us one to let us learn from you. We want to see what you can conjure up in the tea. Don't spill tea leaves all over the floor, that would be really embarrassing."

Ye Wenyan raised her lips and said, "In the tea used for tea separation, the tea leaves have been ground into powder and then turned into a paste with water. How little do you know about tea separation, second sister?"

Ye Lianmian clenched his fist and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Give us one and see."

Ye Wenyan smiled and asked the servant for tea. Soon a cup of tea was delivered to her. She picked it up, opened the lid and looked at it, then asked Ye Wushuang: "How do you shake it? Cover the lid and shake it gently? Is there an up, down, left, and right order?"

When she said this, Ye Lianmian almost laughed to death, "Ye Wenyan, are you capable of this? You don't know how to do anything, yet you still dare to boast that you can serve tea? You are so shameless!"

Ye Wenyan didn't want to pay attention to her and only talked to Ye Wushuang, "Is there a sequence? I just saw you swaying slowly and quickly, up and down. If I just sway randomly, I'm afraid it won't work, right?"

Ye Wushuang nodded and said to her patiently, "There is indeed an order, but Miss Four, do you also want to create the scenery in front of our house? The techniques used for each scenery are different, and I don't know where to start."

Ye Wushuang looked embarrassed, and Ye Lianmian took the opportunity to say, "Wushuang, don't teach her. I thought she was so powerful when I heard her bragging about herself like that. Who would have thought that she would get her ears pierced right before getting into the sedan chair?"

Ye Wushuang quickly said: "It's not that I don't want to teach, I just can't teach well."

"It's okay." Ye Wenyan smiled at her, "Then I'll just shake it around and see what comes out!"

She was really just moving around casually. She was holding a tea bowl, supporting the bottom of the bowl with one hand and pressing the lid with the other. She was moving it up and down, left and right, and back and forth, just like a shaman. She was even muttering to herself, "I want to create a meaningful picture that will leave a deep impression on everyone. All gods come to help me, I'm going to open the lid now!"

As soon as he said it would open, people saw Ye Wenyan stop shaking and lift his hand from the lid, and the lid opened, revealing the view. People came forward to see it, and even Ye Jingsheng couldn't help but move forward a few steps out of curiosity.

When the tea painting appeared, people were amazed. Ye Qingmei said directly: "Isn't this a small portrait of grandpa and grandma? They are so similar, you can tell at a glance!"

Ye Chulian sighed, "I heard that it is the most difficult to conjure up a human figure while dividing tea, much more difficult than landscapes. Even if there are masters who can conjure up a human figure, usually there is only the outline without the eyebrows and eyes. But Fourth Sister actually conjured up the eyebrows and eyes. There are only a few people in the world who can do this, right? Hey, look, Grandfather seems to be smiling, is he smiling?"

When people heard this, they looked carefully again and found that General Ye, who had originally had a serious expression, was now smiling slightly. He looked dignified yet kind, and immediately brought people back to the days when the old general was still alive.

Ye Qingmei wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said with a sob: "When my grandfather was alive, he would bring us good things every time he came back to Beijing. He bought things along the way, and there were many things from all over Northern Qi. We children have seen them all."

Ye Feiyu also said, "Yes! Although grandpa and father don't come back to Beijing often, they really miss us. We can have the good life now, all thanks to the two generals in our family who fought hard on the battlefield. We are a family that stood up on the blood of our ancestors. Even if we can't have generals in the future, we must live uprightly and never lose face for our ancestors."

Ye Feizhou even said to Ye Wushuang: "Come over and see Grandfather too! Kowtow to Grandfather, and that's considered as recognizing him as a person."

Ye Wenyan took back the hand holding the tea and said lightly, "No need."

Then she stood up and walked towards the old lady step by step, and handed the tea in her hand that had conjured up a portrait to her, "Grandma, please take a look at how well I conjured up the portrait, and comment on how good my tea-serving skills are. Also, if you like this painting, I'll ask an artist to paint it, frame it, and hang it in your room, as a reminder of your past. I've never seen a portrait of my grandparents together in the mansion, probably because my grandfather was never at home, so there was no chance to paint. This just happens to fulfill your wish of a lifelong love, so consider it a gift from your granddaughter to you!"

Old Madam Ye's head was buzzing. The two heads in the tea were so lifelike that they seemed to be walking out of the tea. She looked at her own portrait and Ye Zhenwei's portrait together. It felt like she was dead too. The two of them painted a ghost picture together. It was very strange.

When she thought of this, she immediately reached out to push the cup of tea away, shouting, "Take it away! I don't want this!"

Ye Wenyan was surprised. "Why would grandma react like this? Shouldn't she be very happy? Shouldn't she be like us, reminiscing about the past and wiping away tears? This is the right attitude to treat the deceased. Besides, he is your husband. Didn't you love each other all your life? Grandma is so scared. Did she do anything to let my grandfather down? Why don't you tell me?"

"I won't say anything! There's nothing to say!" The old lady shouted, "Take it away quickly, this is a witchcraft, I won't watch it!"

"How could it be a sorcery?" Ye Wenyan sighed softly and retreated to Ye Wushuang's side. "Third sister, look, grandma said that our tea-dividing skills are sorcery. You just came in today, and this is really not a good thing to say. Second uncle, don't you think so?"

The old lady was still yelling: "I only said yours was a demonic technique, I didn't say it was unparalleled!"

"But we are clearly doing the same thing, sharing tea. If you call it a competition, it's a tea-fighting competition, which has nothing to do with magic." Ye Wenyan sat back and looked at Ye Jingsheng again, "Second uncle, please take care of grandma. She can't keep making such a fuss on such a happy day. It will bring bad luck to the new wife and the new daughter."

Ye Jingsheng was really furious, "You also know it's a wedding day? On a wedding day, you conjured up a dead person in your tea?"

"Why are you calling a dead person?" Ye Wenyan's face suddenly darkened. "You call him dad. As long as you live in this mansion, he is your father. Why is Second Uncle so disrespectful to his own father?"

"Today is a big wedding!" Ye Jingsheng yelled, "It's unlucky to have a big wedding with a dead person!" "Then get out of here and have your wedding!" Ye Wenyan yelled so loudly that the walls of the Xu Ming Hall trembled. She stared at Ye Jingsheng intently. Although she looked up and looked really petite, her aura was not inferior at all. People heard her say every word, "Ye Jingsheng, listen to me! Everyone in this room who should listen should listen to me. This first-class general's mansion is the generational glory that my ancestors of the Ye family exchanged for with their heads and blood. It is to be passed down from generation to generation, so that the descendants of the Ye family can enjoy life and reproduce in this mansion. We will never allow some people to secretly occupy the magpie's nest and make this prestigious general's mansion a mess. In this generation, my grandfather is the only owner of this general's mansion. Even if he is gone, he is still the only owner. If anyone dares to disrespect the head of the family, I will slap him to death right now, without mercy!"

As she spoke, she took two steps forward. Ye Jingsheng was forced to step back. "You, what do you want?"

"I want to put back what you just said, and I'm considering whether to dirty my own hands." Ye Wenyan made a gesture of covering his mouth towards him, "Just like that, put the words back into your mouth, swallow them, and this matter will be over."

Ye Jingsheng began to sweat. How could he put the words in? Words were not tangible things, so how could he put them in?

Looking behind Ye Wenyan, the girl named Zhuier got some paper and pen from somewhere, as if she wanted to write by herself, but she found that she couldn't write, so she handed the paper and pen to Ye Qingmei. She whispered a few words to Ye Qingmei, and then Ye Qingmei picked up the pen and wrote something on the paper. Soon she finished writing, and the paper was stood up. He realized that it was the two sentences he had just said. One was: On a happy day, you conjured up a dead person in the tea? The other was: It is unlucky to meet a dead person on a happy day!

Zhuier showed the paper to everyone, then walked up to Ye Wenyan and said, "Let me do it, so as not to dirty the lady's hands."

Ye Wenyan nodded, "Okay, come on, stuff it hard, all the way into his stomach. If he doesn't swallow it, find a stick and poke it in for me. Don't worry, if he dies, it's my fault."

Zhuier loved doing this the most, although she didn't know the real origin of Ye Jingsheng, nor did she know the dirty things that Old Madam Ye did in the past. But this didn't affect her annoyance towards the people in the Second House, nor did it affect her hatred towards the Second House.

Because the Second House sent Ye Hongzhuang to marry and ruined Ye Wenyan's marriage, this alone was enough for her to hate the Second House to the core.

So she walked forward, raised the paper ball in her hand high up, and raised it to Ye Jingsheng's mouth, "Second Master, open your mouth!"

This incident frightened Chang Xueqiao and Ye Wushuang. Even though they had made sufficient preparations to return to the First-Rank General's Mansion to live, they never imagined that it would turn out like this.

A maid dares to beat up the master of the house. Is there any law and order in this family?

I don’t know if her mental activity was too obvious on her face. Anyway, Ye Wenyan glanced at her and said, “Of course there are laws in this family, but I am the king, and what I say is the law!”