Beast Taming Mad Concubine: The Useless Young Lady is Back!

Qingxiang Pavilion is located near the back garden of the mansion. It is a two-courtyard house, more than twice the size of the small courtyard where Qing'an had been living the previous night.

After passing through the front yard and the hanging flower gate, you'll find the side rooms, the main house, and the covered corridor.

There is a small pond in the courtyard, and many flowering and fruit trees are planted there, including peaches in spring, lotus in summer, osmanthus in autumn, and plum blossoms in winter. The main building is an attic, hence the name Qingxiang Pavilion.

Eleven was incredibly restrained this time, but Ye Qing'an could still see joy in his eyes.

"We'll be living here from now on. Do you like it, Eleven?"

Eleven pursed her lips: "It's just so-so."

After saying that, she raised her head and looked at Ye Qing'an with great seriousness: "Mother, I will work hard in the future and buy you a bigger courtyard."

Looking at his serious expression, Ye Qing'an almost laughed: "Why are you suddenly saying this?"

After a moment of silence, Eleven said, "I want to buy Mother a bigger and better house than this one, so that she won't have to live under someone else's roof and have to be subservient to others. Master Ye and Madam Ye are not good people; they have treated Mother very badly."

Eleven's seemingly childish words touched Ye Qing'an's heartstrings. Ye Qing'an's heart trembled slightly. Looking at the emotions that Eleven was trying to hide in his eyes, he realized that he had been ignoring this child all along.

She was aware that her plan was meticulous and that she was proceeding step by step. She had a falling out with Ye Weilan, pretended to save Consort Lan, and then had Consort Lan send her back to Wangjing. She arranged everything perfectly, from the timing of Consort Lan's people to the timing of their appearance.

Everything was proceeding step by step as she had envisioned.

But she forgot that Eleven was still a four-year-old child, and he knew nothing.

What he saw was his mother being bullied, his mother kneeling outside the gate begging for people to let him into the mansion, Liu Xueying and Ye Weilan mocking and insulting him, and Ye Qinghao angrily ordering his men to drag them away and beat them to death...

Even at the manor and at the Ye residence, there were always people constantly cursing and insulting Eleven in front of her.

A bastard without a father, a mongrel...

Ye Qing'an's throat tightened slightly. How sad and scared must the child have been going through all of this?

She had never raised a child before and was not yet used to the role of mother, which led to this oversight...

Ye Qing'an lowered her eyes, raised her hand and touched Eleven's hair: "Eleven, listen to your mother..."

After settling in, Ye Qing said, "We're playing a game."

"A game?" Eleven's eyes widened. "Is it like the hide-and-seek game I played with the other kids at the manor?"

"Hmm." Ye Qing'an nodded: "In this house, the Madam Ye, the Master, and your aunt, whom you just met, are all bad people."

“They stole many things that originally belonged to Mother and Eleven, and they even want to harm us. Now, we need to find a way to stop them from harming us and to take back what belongs to us. But they seem very scary and powerful, right? It seems like we are no match for them, right?”

Shiyi nodded hesitantly.

Ye Qing'an couldn't help but laugh: "But we don't need to be afraid, because Mother has a magic treasure here."

"A magic weapon?" Eleven's eyes widened. "What magic weapon does Mother have?"

Ye Qing'an opened his mouth, about to speak, when he suddenly heard a still somewhat childish voice from outside, but with an extremely arrogant tone: "Let me see where this country bumpkin came from, daring to bully my mother and my sister!"

Ye Qing'an pinched Eleven's cheek: "Look, the bad guy is here. Watch how Mother deals with him."

After saying that, he raised his eyes to look at the door and saw a round little firecracker rushing in from outside. The person looked about seven or eight years old. Perhaps because he was raised too well, the flesh on his face was piled up, squeezing his features into a distorted shape. He was also very plump, and his whole body trembled when he walked.

The two servants following behind were panting heavily: "Young master, young master, slow down."

Ye Qing'an was surprised when the two servants called him "Young Master" and when he heard him say that he had bullied his mother and sister.

Is this also Ye Qinghao and Liu Xueying's son?

Ye Qing'an frowned. In the original owner's memories, before she left, Liu Xueying and Ye Qinghao only had a son and a daughter, and the son was only a few months younger than her.

Where did this child come from?

Before Ye Qing'an could figure out what was going on, the little firecracker had already rushed up to her: "It was you, wasn't it? You're the one who bullied my mother and my sister?"

"I bullied them?" Ye Qing'an lowered her eyes and smiled. "Your ability to distort the truth is quite impressive. Don't you use your brain? Your mother is the mistress of this Ye family. All the servants and maids have to obey her orders. As for me, I am weak and helpless, and I have a child with me. How could I possibly bully them?"

"No, I don't have a brain, I don't want to." But the little firecracker was unreasonable and domineering: "Anyway, I heard from people that you bullied them."

Huh? No brain? Don't want to?

Ye Qing'an almost couldn't help but laugh. How could this little firecracker say such things?

Is this really Liu Xueying and Ye Qinghao's child?

"So what do you want?"

The little firecracker snorted coldly: "What do I want? Let me tell you, you can bully me, Ye Feiran, but you can't bully my mother and my sister. If you bully them..."

“I’ll go pick up a rock right now and smash it down on your head. If I kill you, you won’t be able to bully my mother and sister anymore.”

The night was magnificent.

Ye Qing'an frowned. Why did this name sound so familiar?

A flood of memories rushed into Ye Qing'an's mind, and her expression immediately turned ugly: "You said your name is Ye Feiran? The second young master of the Ye family, Ye Feiran?"

“Yes!” Little Firecracker patted his round belly: “I am Ye Feiran, the second young master of the Ye family.”

Ye Qing'an's smile faded, and she looked coldly at Ye Feiran.

Ye Feiran shivered, but straightened his chest and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're looking at me like that. I'm not afraid of anything! I mean what I say. Believe me or not, I can bump into you right now and make you unable to get up."

After Ye Feiran finished speaking, he took a deep breath, shouted, and rushed directly towards Ye Qing'an.

Ye Qing'an, however, reached out and grabbed his collar, lifting him up.

Ye Feiran was caught off guard by this turn of events. Furious, he kicked his legs wildly and waved his hands incessantly.

"What are you doing? What are you doing! Put me down! Do you want to die? Believe me or not, I'll kill you right now."

Ye Qing'an simply pulled him a little further away, looking him in the eye, her voice chillingly cold: "What's your name, Liu Xueying?"