Qin Fengyi looked curious.
Xiao Jiang, standing nearby, blinked his big bright eyes and said, “Mother, Lin Erniu changed his name for over ten years. Aunt Feng couldn’t find him and waited for him for a very, very long time.”
As he spoke, the little fellow gestured animatedly.
Qin Fengyi looked at her youngest son with affection and nodded slightly.
Taking the opportunity, Xiao Jiang wrapped his arms around Qin Fengyi’s neck and said coquettishly, “Mother, don’t worry. I won’t change my name. No matter when, you’ll always be able to find me!”
“When you’re old, I’ll help massage your legs, okay?”
Those words nearly melted Qin Fengyi’s heart.
Ye Shuangxue, on the other hand, pulled a long face.
Xiao Jiang only knew how to say such mushy things and act spoiled…
“Mother, teach me spear techniques!”
“Teach me right now!”
After speaking, Ye Shuangxue even deliberately winked at Xiao Jiang.
The siblings went back and forth, and Ye Tian could only shake his head as he watched. Among these three children, none of them would suffer a loss, and none could be easily fooled!
Over there, Feng Jiaojiao was deeply moved.
She still had lingering feelings for Lin Erniu. Now that there was an excuse to reconcile, their relationship quickly eased. Seeing the two of them standing at the doorway, as if they had endless things to say—
The key point was, Lin Xianzhong… Ye Tian always felt this man wasn’t entirely honest!
Because he had caught him sneaking glances at his wife several times!
Ye Tian stood up, blocking Qin Fengyi, and said expressionlessly, “Lin Erniu, whatever you two want to say, go inside and talk!”
“If you say something out here and it gets exposed again, that wouldn’t be good.”
Lin Xianzhong’s face turned red.
He hated being called Lin Erniu the most, but at this moment, he didn’t dare show any temper. Instead, he looked at Ye Tian with delight and repeatedly expressed his gratitude:
“Thank you, City Lord Ye, for your great kindness. I will never forget this favor for the rest of my life!”
Behind him, his confidants were all heartbroken.
When they entered the city, the general clearly hadn’t said things would go this way. But after seeing this Feng Jiaojiao, everything changed!
She was just a woman in her thirties—did she really have such charm?
He wasn’t even afraid of death anymore?
Everyone sighed, but Lin Xianzhong couldn’t explain himself. He could only lower his head and follow Feng Jiaojiao toward the backyard.
…
Meanwhile, on the snowy plains—
Qiu Feibai’s group was on their way to Sifang City.
Xiao Jiang had sent a letter saying that an important person was waiting for his master’s urgent treatment, specifically related to healing and beauty. Upon receiving his young disciple’s plea for help, Qiu Feibai immediately packed up and set off with his team.
Xiao Jiang was even worried about his master’s exhaustion, sending one letter a day—
Afraid that his master might feel bored along the journey.
Sitting in a spacious and luxurious carriage, Qiu Feibai held Xiao Jiang’s letters in his hands. As he read, he shook his head with a smile:
“This child… his sincerity toward me is pure and genuine. To have such a disciple in this lifetime—I, Qiu Feibai, have no regrets!”
“Though his handwriting… really needs some practice.”
The elegant carriage swayed gently.
Inside, light blue tassels swayed from side to side. From a bronze incense burner adorned with dancing cranes, sandalwood smoke curled upward, refreshing the mind.
“Let me take a look as well!”
An old man sitting beside Qiu Feibai smiled and reached out to take the letter.
“This Xiao Jiang truly cares about your health—asking about you three times a day, reminding you to take tonics, worrying you might be cold and telling you to bring a cloak… still just a child…”
The old man chuckled and stroked his graying beard.
The carriage suddenly fell silent.
After a while, the old man spoke again with a faint smile:
“Junior brother, I’ve heard that Yunxi… that child, now…”
At the mention of Jiang Yunxi, Qiu Feibai’s face turned icy.
Xuesong glanced at his expression and continued, “The people of the Divine Maiden Palace call her the Young Palace Master. That child has an extreme temperament. And what kind of righteous place is the Divine Maiden Palace anyway? No matter what, she was raised by you. Her father, Jiang Huichun, was once our fellow disciple-brother. She’s alone and helpless—most likely misled by others into taking the wrong path.”
“Junior Brother, you can’t just ignore this matter!”
Qiu Feibai let out a long breath. “She has severed all ties with me. If I try to interfere or restrain her now, she’ll only think I’m ruining her future.”
“Senior Brother Xuesong,”
“The bond between master and disciple between me and Jiang Yunxi is already broken. I’ve done all I could for her. Don’t bring this up again. In this life, I, Qiu Feibai, have only one disciple—Ye Hanjiang!”
His expression was resolute.
Xuesong could only sigh and shake his head.
Suddenly, the carriage came to an abrupt halt. Outside, horses neighed loudly, and the disciples of Medicine King Valley fell into instant chaos.
“Who goes there?!”
“This is the convoy of Medicine King Valley—leave at once!”
Voices rang out from outside. Clearly, they had encountered someone. Qiu Feibai lifted the curtain and saw, on the freezing snowfield, a group of women dressed in red. Their aura was sinister as they sat astride their horses, looking toward them.
One of them called out, “Qiushui of the Divine Maiden Palace requests an audience with Divine Physician Qiu of Medicine King Valley!”
“Please, Divine Physician Qiu, come out at once!”
The woman on horseback was arrogant, her tone domineering.
“Our Valley Master isn’t someone you heretical lot can meet!”
“Leave now, or don’t blame us for being rude!”
Several disciples of Medicine King Valley immediately drew their weapons and surrounded the group from the Divine Maiden Palace.
The woman named Qiushui smiled. “Aren’t you going to take Jiang Yunxi’s corpse?”
“She was one of your Medicine King Valley people—personally raised by Qiu Feibai. Does that count for nothing to you?”
This…
Everyone exchanged uneasy glances.
They were shocked by Jiang Yunxi’s death, yet unsure whether they should inform the Valley Master. After all, everyone in Medicine King Valley knew that Jiang Yunxi had already been expelled from the sect.
“When the person is gone, even the tea grows cold. As our Young Palace Master was dying, she still muttered about missing her master—the benevolent and compassionate Divine Physician Qiu. Who would’ve thought he’d be so heartless toward his own disciple? Compared to that, even we ‘heretics’ seem better!”
The women of the Divine Maiden Palace burst into shrill laughter.
They were gambling—betting that Qiu Feibai was listening.
After all, humans are not without feelings.
“Poor Jiang Yunxi—tortured to death by Ye Tian’s people. Even after death, her dignity wasn’t spared. Her clothes were stripped away, and not a single person in this world seeks justice for her!” The woman pretended to wipe away tears.
“She was only in her teens, at such a blooming age—who could be so cruel?”
“Her medical skills were extraordinary…”
Inside the carriage—
Qiu Feibai’s face turned deathly pale. He didn’t want to see Jiang Yunxi, didn’t want any ties with her—but he had never imagined she would die!
He had brought her back to Medicine King Valley when she was just a babbling child. Over the years, he had raised her as his own daughter. Memories flooded his mind—her smiling face as a child, the first time she called him “Master,” the first time she handled herbs, the first time she saved a life…
Qiu Feibai clenched his fists tightly, his eyes shut.
“Damn it!”
Xuesong could no longer sit still. His face darkened as he stood up. “Even if they wanted to kill her, why humiliate Yunxi like this?!”
“No matter what, she was once from our Medicine King Valley. These beasts…”
With that, Xuesong abruptly lifted the curtain and shouted, “Where is Yunxi’s body?!”
“Send her back, and Medicine King Valley will not treat you unfairly!”
Across from them, the red-clad women on horseback grinned maliciously. “Looks like there’s still someone with a conscience.”
“But—you’ll have to trade your Medicine Master Token for it. I suppose Jiang Yunxi is worth that price, right?”
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