jdhmnovel Chapter 330 I'll Go Avenge You
Chapter 330 I'll Go Avenge You
Jiu Xiao glanced at Ye Qing'an: "But the water unicorn and Gu Duo have already severed their relationship as spirit beasts, so it no longer has a master."
After Jiu Xiao finished speaking, noticing Ye Qing'an's gaze on him, he coughed lightly again: "That's right, after all, he was once my master, and we lived and fought together for so many years. There should be some feelings between us. I..."
"let me try."
Jiu Xiao sighed inwardly; this was truly the only option left to try.
After all, success in this kind of thing really depends on luck.
Ye Qing'an was finally satisfied. He responded softly and continued cultivating.
She was secretly wondering: would Ye Qinghao take her advice and really show weakness to Yi Yun Kui? And how would he show weakness?
Actually, she had already come up with a very suitable plan in mind before talking to Ye Qinghao, but because she didn't want to stand out too much in front of Ye Qinghao, she didn't really tell him what she was thinking.
After all, Ye Qinghao is a suspicious man. As Ye Qing'an, she may have some intelligence, but she doesn't understand court intrigues or human scheming. Otherwise, if Ye Qinghao becomes suspicious of her, many things will become quite inconvenient for her in the future.
When Ye Qing'an left the Dreamland of Clouds, it was already dawn outside.
As dawn broke, Ye Qing'an, dressed in her familiar and neat attire, walked into the courtyard and glanced at the sky outside. She then heard faint noises coming from the side rooms and courtyard, as if someone was practicing martial arts.
Ye Qing'an raised an eyebrow, walked to the gate of the side courtyard and stood there. She saw that Eleven and Ye Feiran were practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and the two of them were practicing horse stance.
Eleven's horse stance was already very stable, his posture was standard, he looked straight ahead, and his face was very serious.
Ye Feiran still seemed unaccustomed to it; his whole body was trembling, his face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks.
As Ye Qing'an was watching, he saw a person walk out of the main hall.
Is it Yi Moxu?
Ye Qing'an was taken aback. Yi Moxu had already returned? When did he return?
Ye Qing'an's gaze swept over Yi Moxu. Yi Moxu seemed to be doing as usual, and everything should have gone smoothly last night.
Yi Moxu also saw Ye Qing'an and waved to her: "Come here."
Ye Qing'an lowered her eyes and chuckled, then stepped into the courtyard. Under the watchful eyes of Eleven and Ye Feiran, she went into the house with Yi Moxu.
As soon as the two left, Ye Feiran turned to look at Eleven beside him. Seeing Eleven's innocent and naive appearance, Ye Feiran snorted and was furious. He had been practicing this horse stance for so long, so why was it still so difficult? His whole body was almost soaked in sweat, but why did this brat look so calm and collected?
Ye Feiran's eyes darted around, a mischievous glint in them: "Your mother's going to find you a stepfather, huh?"
His voice was slightly breathless.
Eleven turned to look at Ye Feiran: "I don't have a biological father, so how can you say I have a stepfather?"
"If your mother is with Xu Yixiu, then you'll have to call Xu Yixiu 'father,' won't you?"
Eleven smiled, her eyes filled with pure joy: "So what? It's great! I've never had a father, so I'm always being bullied. If I have a father, then if anyone bullies me and my mother, he will protect us."
"Are you always being bullied?" Ye Feiran's attention was immediately diverted.
Eleven nodded: "Yes, before we lived in the village, in a dilapidated thatched house. The people in the village always bullied my mother and me because they saw that my mother was a woman with a small child."
“They would feed the chickens we had raised with great difficulty with pebbles, they would pull up the vegetables that my mother had worked so hard to grow, they would throw mud into the water jars we drank from, and the other children in the village would beat me up.”
"They're asking for it!" Ye Feiran roared, staggering and nearly falling.
Ye Feiran simply abandoned his horse stance and plopped down on the ground: "Isn't that manor our Ye family's manor? Ye Qing'an is, after all, a young lady of the Ye family, and you are, after all, a young master of the Ye family. Those lowly commoners are cultivating our Ye family's land and taking our Ye family's money. How dare they?"
Eleven glanced at Ye Feiran: "Because of the Ye family, someone specifically bribed them with silver to make things difficult for us. Perhaps they want us to die on the estate without leaving a trace."
"Who is it?" Ye Feiran asked loudly, but after asking, he suddenly remembered how Liu Xueying and Ye Weilan had treated Ye Qing'an and her son, and he immediately came to his senses.
"You guys are really useless, letting those lowly commoners who don't even have spiritual power bully you?"
Eleven smiled and said, "It's all in the past."
Although he had only been at the Ye residence for a few months, for some reason, when he thought about what had happened on the estate, he always felt as if a long time had passed, as if those things were already very distant.
"Hmph, if you get bullied again in the future, come back and tell me, and I'll get revenge for you." Ye Feiran slightly raised his chin: "Although I don't particularly like you, you are my nephew, and only I can bully you, no one else can."
Eleven glanced at Ye Feiran, who was covered in sweat and panting heavily, without saying a word, but his eyes said it all.
"What? You look down on me? I'm a local tyrant in Wangjing City, after all. Although my spiritual power isn't that great, I can still protect you."
Eleven opened his mouth, wanting to ask if he would protect her as freely as before, saying whatever came to mind.
After thinking about it, she felt that Ye Feiran meant well and couldn't bear to discourage him, so she just nodded and looked at Ye Feiran with bright eyes: "Okay then, I'll rely on you from now on."
"Don't worry, leave it to me." Ye Feiran patted his chest, feeling motivated to practice martial arts again. He flipped himself up from the ground with a somersault: "Keep going, keep going. I need to practice martial arts properly and cultivate myself well so that I can protect you in the future."
Ye Qing'an and Yi Moxu were in the room and heard everything the two children said.
Yi Moxu lowered his eyes slightly: "Eleven has been well taught by you."
“You’ve said that many times already.” Ye Qing’an raised an eyebrow, turned around and sat down in the chair.
"So when do you plan to have Eleven call me 'Father'?"
After all, he was also Eleven's real father.
Ye Qing'an glanced at Yi Moxu but didn't answer. Instead, she changed the subject: "Last night, Ye Qinghao sent you to Lingwu Pavilion?"