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

Eleven has always been a smart child, and there's no way she would bring this up for no reason. Ye Qing'an could only think of one reason why Eleven would bring this up: "Is it related to me?"

Eleven shook his head, then nodded: "The servants said that the eldest young master will be back soon."

Eleven raised her head and stared intently at Ye Qing'an: "I don't know who that eldest young master is. I only heard from the servants that Mother bullied Ye Weilan and Madam Ye. They said that when the eldest young master comes back, he will definitely stand up for them. They said that the eldest young master is the future master of this Ye family. Master dotes on him the most. When he comes back, he will definitely make Mother suffer."

The eldest son...

Ye Qing'an narrowed her eyes. She did remember that Liu Xueying did indeed have a son a few months younger than her, named Ye Zirui. After returning to the manor, she hadn't seen Ye Zirui at all, so was he not in the manor?

Are we going back to the manor now?

What good would it do to come back?

Eleven continued, "The servant said that the eldest young master went out on a mission with His Highness the Crown Prince some time ago, and it is said that the mission was completed very smoothly, and His Majesty will surely reward the eldest young master..."

"Mother, is that young master really that powerful? Will he bully you?"

Ye Qing'an smiled and picked up Eleven: "You were here this morning when the ancestral hall was opened for Mother to conduct the spirit stone trial. You saw it too. Mother has a Holy Spirit Body."

Eleven did see it, and he also heard what the Ye family members were saying: "They said that the best talent in the entire Ye family is the Holy Spirit Body. Nowadays, apart from Master Ye, the only person in the Ye family with the Holy Spirit Body is Mother."

“That’s right.” Ye Qing’an curled the corners of her lips: “So, that young master is not as capable as Mother.”

"really?"

Ye Qing'an nodded: "Of course it's true."

"Bragging." A sneer suddenly rang out from outside the door. Ye Qing'an and her son looked towards the door and saw Ye Feiran standing against the courtyard gate with a sneer: "Although my elder brother is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, he cultivates diligently and is now at the third level of Immortal. You, on the other hand, probably haven't even entered the realm of Profound Spirit Techniques yet, and you dare to say you're powerful? Bah!"

Ye Qing'an remained completely calm: "And what about you?"

"Me?" Ye Feiran was a little confused. Weren't we talking about who was more powerful, this shrew or his older brother? How did it get involved with him?

Ye Qing'an nodded: "Yes, and what about you? What kind of talent do you have?"

"I am a spiritual being!"

Ye Qing'an sneered: "Spiritual cultivators, let alone the entire Siyou Kingdom, just looking at the entire Wangjing City, there are at least 50,000 to 80,000 people with spiritual cultivation. It's one thing that your talent is mediocre, but you're already over eight years old. Logically speaking, you should have been cultivating for at least several years, and you should at least be a Phantom, right? But my eleventh brother is only four years old and has never cultivated any Xuanling techniques... yet you can't even beat him..."

Eleven nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, I've never cultivated before."

Ye Qing'an's expression was mocking: "Didn't your mother urge you to cultivate? But why is it that Ye Weilan and Ye Zirui have both made progress in Xuanling Techniques, while you..."

"Ah..." Ye Qing'an seemed to realize something: "I forgot, your mother was so busy trying to fatten you up to be a fat man who couldn't even turn around properly, how could she have remembered to urge you to practice your skills?"

"It's a bit of a pity that the Siyou Kingdom doesn't value fatness; they only judge people by their strength."

Ye Feiran was enraged by Ye Qing'an: "You shrew! Do you think you're so great just because you're a Holy Spirit? Do you think you can do whatever you want?"

Before Ye Qing'an could speak, Eleven interrupted, "I don't know if my mother can do whatever she wants because she has a Holy Spirit body, but I do know that being too fat will only make people laugh at you. I heard the servants in this mansion talking about you before, saying that you are as fat as a pig, and a very arrogant pig at that."

"You!" Ye Feiran was furious. "Get down! What kind of nonsense is this, hiding in your mother's arms?"

"What are you doing down here?" Eleven stuck out her tongue: "You can't beat me anyway."

Ye Qing'an glanced at Ye Feiran: "Being fat can be cured, you just need to eat less and exercise more. But being stupid... that's not necessarily curable."

After saying that, he took Eleven straight back to the house.

Eleven giggled and jumped down from Ye Qing'an's arms as soon as she entered the room: "Actually, Ye Feiran isn't a particularly bad person, he's just a bit silly. His two servants are quite wicked, always trying to persuade him to do this or that, but Ye Feiran is also silly, he believes whatever others say."

Hearing his precocious tone, Ye Qing'an couldn't help but laugh out loud: "How old are you? You already know who's bad and who's not? You already know what instigation is?"

"Of course I know." Eleven glanced at Ye Qing'an: "I think I have a pretty good eye for people. Back in the manor, I could tell at a glance which people were nice to you and which had ulterior motives. Of all the people in the whole manor, only Granny Qian from the west end was kind to us."

"And then there's Ye Weilan. I always thought she was a bad person, but you kept telling me that she was a good person and that she was very good to you. After you were kicked out of the Ye family, she was the only one who kept thinking about you and kept coming to see you."

"And the result?" Eleven shrugged. "It turns out that my judgment was sharp, and I was right."

Ye Qing'an thought about it carefully and it seemed to be true. Compared to the ability to recognize people, the owner of this body was indeed not as good as this four-year-old child, Eleven.

"Yes, yes, yes." Ye Qing'an's gaze fell on Eleven, and a thought flashed through her mind. She smiled and said, "My Eleven is so capable. I'll give you a task. Can you complete it?"

Eleven's eyes lit up: "Of course! What does Mother want me to do? Just tell me, and I'll do it."

Despite his young age, he spoke with a rather imposing tone.

Ye Qing'an lowered her eyes and smiled for a while before raising her eyebrows and beckoning to Eleven with her finger: "Come, let me tell you something in secret."

Eleven quickly went over, and Ye Qing'an told him what had happened. The more Eleven listened, the brighter his eyes became: "Don't worry about such a small matter, just leave it to me."

Eleven skipped and hopped away.

As soon as Shiyi left, Jiuxiao appeared: "What did you send a four-year-old child to do?"

Ye Qing'an glanced at Jiu Xiao: "Don't underestimate a four-year-old child. In the palace, even a newborn baby can be a deadly weapon if used properly."

"A four-year-old child is so great. They don't attract attention and it's very convenient for them to do things."

Ye Qing'an glanced casually out the window, and only looked away when she saw that Eleven had left the courtyard: "He is my child. Although I can protect him, I can't let him stay under my wing forever. He has to grow strong too."