Ye Fuxun lay on Ji Yannuo and glanced out the window: "The succession ceremony of the new patriarch has not yet begun, but everyone in the city is happy. Do they love the new patriarch very much?"
"That's not the case." Ji Yannuo lazily hugged Ye Fuxun and took a breath of scent from her neck. "The current patriarch, Lou Tu, is already ninety years old, and Lou Dan is in the prime of his thirties.
, naturally brings more hope to the people."
"What Lou Dan's true abilities are may not be what his clan members pray for."
Ji Yannuo went to the City Lord's Mansion yesterday and naturally met Lou Dan.
I just didn't have a good impression of that person.
The two of them got up, and Ye Fuxun had a hasty meal before shutting himself up in bed to brew the antidote.
Ji Yannuo was kicked out by Ye Fuxun who refused to disturb her from doing her business, so he simply called King Chu, King Qin and others to go to Xiaoyu Lai Restaurant opposite the inn and booked a private room to drink tea and chat.
By the time Ye Fuxun prepared the antidote, it was already noon.
Then he went directly to Xiaoyu and had lunch with Ji Yannuo and the others.
After lunch, a waiter came into the private room and whispered to Ye Fuxun: "Miss Tan is waiting in the private room next door."
Ye Fuxun and Ji Yannuo looked at each other, stood up and left their seats.
The waiter led her to a private room at the back of the second floor. In the private room, Qing Ling and a middle-aged woman in her early thirties were sitting.
Ye Fuxun was stunned for a moment, and saw the middle-aged woman's eyes flashing with joy, and after closing the door tightly: "Girl, has the antidote been prepared?"
"Are you Aunt Qingyi?" Ye Fuxun asked in confusion after hearing the middle-aged woman's voice.
"It's exactly me." Aunt Qingyi smiled, "It would have made people discover me, so I used the Apparition Technique. Qing Ling rarely appears in front of people, so I'm not afraid."
Back then, Qingzhuo was unwilling to succeed the saint and eloped with someone while she was pregnant. In order to protect Qingzhuo, she broke up with the current city lord Lou Tu.
Lou Tu held a grudge and loudly claimed that this was an ominous sign. He destroyed the Jiazi Hao in front of his tribe. From then on, the saints of the Tsing Yi tribe gradually disappeared.
Later, Qingzhuo gave birth to Qingling, and reluctantly left Qingling with Nanny Qingyi, and followed her husband to the end of the world.
Aunt Qingyi hid and devoted herself to raising Qing Ling.
However, when Qing Ling was ten years old, she was accidentally poisoned——
In the past ten years, Grandma Qingyi has not been worried about this for a day.
She pulled Qing Ling and pushed her to Ye Fuxun: "Ling'er, kowtow to Aunt Ye."
If she had not met Ye Fuxun, Qing Ling might not have died soon.
Qing Ling walked up to Ye Fuxun obediently and kowtowed respectfully: "Aunt Ye!"
Ye Fuxun hurriedly pulled her up: "Ling'er is good."
In fact, Qing Ling is older than her, but this generation...
I'm afraid she is much older than Qingling.
She shook off the thoughts in her mind, took out a jade bottle from her arms, and poured out a warm bright red poison pill: "This is the antidote, Linger, take it quickly."
Qing Ling looked at Ye Fuxun, then at Aunt Qingyi, staring at the bright red poison pill in Ye Fuxun's hand and asked: "Aunt Ye, will this detoxification pill be bitter?"
Her great-grandmother often forced her to drink a lot of bitter medicine, but she was actually very afraid of bitter medicine.
Ye Fuxun smiled and coaxed her: "This detoxification pill does not taste very good. But Ling'er is a brave little girl. She must be able to swallow it in one bite, right?"
Qing Ling raised a smile and nodded vigorously: "Ling'er is not afraid of drinking bitter medicine, so that my great-grandmother will be happy and Aunt Ye will be happy too!"
After saying that, she picked up the detoxification pill and put it in her mouth, then swallowed it with a slurp.
Qing Ling fell asleep after taking the detoxification pill.
Aunt Qingyi and Ye Fuxun were not surprised. They put the chairs together and let Qing Ling lie on them. They waited quietly.
About half an hour later, Qing Ling woke up.
She touched her head, thought about it again, and suddenly said in surprise: "Great-grandmother, Ling'er's head doesn't hurt anymore!"
"Have a headache?" Aunt Qingyi held her hand nervously, "Ling'er doesn't have a headache every half a month. It hasn't been half a month since the last headache..."
Qing Ling took Granny Qingyi's hand and shook her head: "Great-grandmother, what Ling'er is talking about is not the kind of headache that happens once every half month, but the kind of headache that aches every day."
"Ling'er usually feels a secret pain in his head when he thinks about things. As long as he stops thinking about it, the pain won't go away."
Qing Ling explained, "However, the voodoo and divine arts you taught Ling'er, my great-grandmother, won't give Ling'er a headache no matter how much I think about it, so Ling'er didn't tell you about it."
Growing up, her maternal great-grandmother took great pains for her almost every day. When Qing Ling was young, she knew how to avoid making her maternal great-grandmother sad, so she never said anything about it.
Now hearing what Qing Ling said, Aunt Qing Yi couldn't help but her eyes turned red, she hugged Qing Ling and called her a silly child.
"After taking the detoxification pill, Ling'er's poison will be completely dissipated." Ye Fuxun whispered from the side, "Aunt Qingyi, you can observe Ling'er's condition. If you feel any discomfort, I will return it in the past two days.
In Qingyi City, you can come to the inn to find me at any time."
She thought that Aunt Qingyi was in a hurry to take Qing Ling back, so she didn't plan to disturb them anymore.
Unexpectedly, the nun in Qingyi grabbed her and said, "Axun, please stay."
Ye Fuxun paused: "Mom, please speak."
Aunt Qingyi looked at Ye Fuxun, then at Qingling, and solemnly placed Qingling's hand on Ye Fuxun's palm: "Axun girl, I want to entrust Ling'er to you for the time being."
Aunt Qingyi told Ye Fuxun: "Our Qingyi tribe's saints have long existed in name only. If we don't establish a saint, the Red Yi tribe can use this as an excuse to attack our tribe.
"However, Lou Ting is not a saint at all! Even if she becomes a saint, drinks from the holy spring, and is guided by the holy mountain, she still does not have the ability to lead the entire clan!" said the Qingyi nun through gritted teeth.
Qing Ling blinked and asked, "Great-grandmother, is Lou Ting Ling'er's aunt?"
"She's not your aunt?" Aunt Qingyi sneered, "Ling'er, you have to remember that it was Lou Ting's mother who killed your grandmother! And when your mother was carrying you while fleeing, she almost fell off the cliff.
Lou Ting’s mother’s handiwork!”
Ye Fuxun was shocked.
According to Aunt Qingyi, her daughter Qinglan Saint married Lou Tu and gave birth to Lou Dan, not because she died of illness, but because she had hidden feelings?
Qing Ling particularly listened to what Aunt Qingyi said and nodded solemnly: "Great-grandmother, Ling'er has memorized it all."
"That's good." Aunt Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ling'er is the real saint with spiritual roots in the Qingyi tribe," Aunt Qingyi looked at Ye Fuxun, "I want to stop Lou Tu from establishing Lou Ting as a saint, so I have to entrust Qingling to Ah Xun.
Walk."
"If Ling'er stays in Qingyi City, I won't be able to deal with Lou Tu with all my strength without any worries."
Aunt Qingyi held Ye Fuxun's hand: "Axun girl, can you agree to my request?"