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

Ye Weilan clenched her hands in her sleeves, her gaze falling on the coarse cloth clothes Ye Qing'an was wearing, a mocking smile curling at the corner of her lips: "Yes, it's me, so what?"

"Now you know? For so many years, haven't I always said that I've always treated you the best, and that having me as your sister is the luckiest thing in your life?"

"So what if you know now? Your innocence is ruined, you've already given birth to the child, and you've been banished to this manor. You're no longer the eldest daughter of the Ye family. But even before, when you were still in the Ye family, you were nothing more than a piece of trash despised by everyone."

"Look at yourself now! Who would know that you are the eldest daughter of the Ye family? Now, everyone in Wangjing knows me, Ye Weilan, but no one knows you, Ye Qing'an, hahaha..."

Ye Weilan sneered, her face full of disdain: "Trash, do you know how happy I was all these years when I saw you being beaten and scolded, when you were dragging around with a child, struggling to even have enough to eat and wear, when I saw you being trampled into the dust..."

"Now that we've completely torn off the mask of civility, I don't need to pretend anymore. When I get back, I won't tell Father that everyone on this estate is dead."

“I will leave a few people here to watch you and will not let you go back. You will stay here and keep company with the corpses all over this manor! Even if you try your best to return to Wangjing, you will still be a disgrace to the Ye family. Your father will not care about you at all and will only try to find a manor further away to send you there.”

Ye Weilan walked gracefully to Ye Qing'an: "Sister, you probably don't know, but over the years, the people in this manor have all taken my money and, following my orders, have tried every means to make things difficult for you and humiliate you..."

Before she could finish speaking, a scream, distorted in tone, rang out, and Ye Qing'an's hand went straight for Ye Weilan's neck.

The hand across her neck slowly tightened, and her breathing became increasingly difficult. Ye Weilan broke out in a cold sweat...

How could this be? How did that good-for-nothing Ye Qing'an manage to do it? Why didn't she even react?

She was clearly already a level four spiritual cultivator, so why couldn't she see how Ye Qing'an made his move?

“Speak up, little sister, why did you stop? Continue…” Ye Qing’an narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Ye Weilan: “Little sister, after all the things you’ve done before, have you ever thought that one day you would fall into my hands, with me holding you by the neck and not daring to breathe?”

Ye Weilan froze, her eyes darting to the side: "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and save me! Kill her! Kill her!"

Perhaps because of anger, his voice eventually cracked and became distorted.

The guards standing beside the carriage rushed forward. Ye Qing'an grabbed Ye Weilan with one hand, spun her around quickly, leaned back, and swiftly picked up a few pebbles from the ground. With a deft flick of her wrist, all the guards fell to the ground...

Ye Weilan saw it clearly and was greatly alarmed.

Ye Qing'an... isn't he a good-for-nothing? Isn't his spiritual root damaged and unable to cultivate?

what on earth is it?

Ye Weilan's mind was in a mess, but her survival instinct made her shout out quickly: "Ye Qing'an, I am a young lady of the Ye family. If you kill me, you and your son will definitely not be able to escape either!"

child?

Ye Qing'an narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Kill you? You think that's easy! We have so many scores to settle one by one. Right now, I just feel that you've said far too much."

As Ye Qing'an spoke, she pulled out the hairpin from her hair and stabbed it into Ye Weilan's mouth!

A metallic taste spread through her mouth, and her throat burned with pain. Ye Weilan wanted to shout, but every time she opened her mouth, it aggravated the injury in her throat, causing her to gasp in pain. She could only stare intently at Ye Qing'an with bloodshot eyes.

"What? You hate me?" Ye Qing'an sneered. "Why don't you think about how you treated me before?"

Ye Qing'an lowered his voice, speaking in a tone only the two of them could hear: "If it weren't for the fact that now is not the right time, I would definitely not let you leave alive."

"Get out of here right now!"

The last word was spoken extremely loudly.

Ye Weilan felt the grip on her neck suddenly loosen, and she involuntarily collapsed to the ground.

This kind of Ye Qing'an is truly terrifying.

What exactly happened? Why did it turn out like this? She's only been gone for a few months; what happened during that time?

Ye Weilan raised her hand to touch her neck, her eyes bloodshot.

"Want revenge?" Ye Qing'an chuckled. "Unfortunately, even if you all come together, you might not be a match for me. If you dare to provoke me again, I will crush you to death right here in front of everyone today."

"I think you wouldn't tell anyone about what happened today, would you? After all, you've maintained your reputation for kindness and gentleness in Wangjing for so many years. You probably wouldn't want me to reveal what happened a few years ago. Although I've been expelled from the Ye family, if I have all the evidence and witnesses, I think... some people will still believe me and investigate, right?"

"roll!"

Ye Weilan almost ground her teeth to powder as she staggered to her feet and tried to climb into the carriage.

Ye Qing'an, however, immediately grabbed the horse's reins: "Leave the carriage here."

"Aren't you practicing mystical arts? Figure out a way to get back. You shouldn't need a carriage, right?"

Ye Weilan paused, "Mystic Spirit Technique?"

Yes, she also has mystical arts!

Ye Qing'an acted so quickly that she almost forgot.

Reminded of this, Ye Weilan raised her hand to form a hand seal, but the guard beside her suddenly exclaimed, "Giant python! The giant python has appeared!"

Ye Weilan looked up, but before she could see clearly, the giant python had already snatched her away.

The guards were terrified, but Ye Weilan was still inside the giant python's mouth, so they could only hurry after her.

"all gone."

Eleven stared wide-eyed: "Ye Weilan was carried away by the giant python."

"Wouldn't the giant python just eat her up?"

Ye Qing'an twitched the corner of her mouth: "Ye Weilan knows Xuanling Technique, so she should be fine."

"Let's go." Ye Qing'an climbed directly onto the carriage and carried Eleven inside. "We're going back to Wangjing."

Eleven grabbed the carriage shaft: "Mother, do you know how to drive a carriage?"

"..."

Ye Qing'an fell silent; she really didn't know how.

The mother and son looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a while, Ye Qing'an climbed into the carriage, took out all the valuables, tore off the carriage curtain to make a bundle, and then untied a horse: "It's okay, although I can't drive a carriage, I can ride a horse."

"We'll ride back."