Chapter 42 Conspiracy (Part 2)

Chapter 42 Conspiracy (Part 2)

"This is ten bottles of high-grade snow spirit pills, the same grade as last time." Xue Wuhen said nothing, took out ten white jade bottles from her arms, and put them on the table.

"How embarrassing, what happened last time hasn't been done yet." Ye Qingkuang smiled embarrassedly, but it seemed that he hadn't planned to hide the fire in his eyes. This is a good thing. The last time I distributed four bottles to Yerong, he was heartbroken for days.

You must know that after a warrior enters the general realm, he needs to accumulate a lot of fighting spirit before he can enter a higher realm. How did you get the fighting spirit? That requires diligent practice and a lot of pills. Although the Ye family has pills, they are not as good as the Xue Ling Dan from the Xue family. Moreover, unlike Xue Wuhen, he has been directly appointed as the young patriarch. The first heir and the young patriarch look similar, but in fact there is still a big difference in treatment.

As if he didn't see Ye Qingkuang's fiery eyes, Xue Wuhen said with some embarrassment: "I'm not afraid to make fun of you, that girl actually... looks very similar to my first love, and my first love was killed by the family when I was sixteen years old, so... ahem, I just received a message from the family, and I have to go back to the family tomorrow morning, so see if I can take that girl away with me tomorrow morning." [

"This..." Ye Qingkuang frowned slightly, staring at the white jade bottle on the table, feeling a little embarrassed: "I can understand Xue Shao's mood, but...it's not easy to deal with, the main reason is that girl has a strong personality, I'm afraid she will seek death."

Seeing Ye's frivolous expression, Xue Wuhen smiled slightly, took out a yellow jade bottle from her bosom, and said, "This is three days of drunkenness, colorless and tasteless. As for what will happen after three days, I don't need to worry about it. I can guarantee that I will definitely treat her kindly. As for the aftermath of the Ye family, I need to worry about it."

"I'm not really worried about the rest, but I'm afraid of Ye Qinghan's trash, that is, Ye Qingyu's brother, who has a temper as fierce as a wild horse. You saw it in Niulan Street last time. Then I'm afraid he will go to the elder hall to make trouble." Ye Qingkuan sighed, expressing some embarrassment.

"This is a book of emperor-level battle secrets, but it's broken, so let's give it to Kuang Shao as well." Xue Wuhen smiled coldly in his heart, and threw out a book with bronze skin. Of course he knows that Ye Qinghan is Ye Qingyu's elder brother, and he also knows that Ye Qinghan is not only as fierce as a wild horse now, but also probably stronger in combat power than a wild horse. If it weren't for Ye Qinghan, he wouldn't have thrown out such a priceless book of emperor-level combat secrets cruelly.

"Oh? Emperor's secret method?" Ye Qingkuang's eyes were immediately attracted by this bronze book, and a huge wave arose in his heart. Combat secrets are divided into four ranks: human, king, emperor, and saint. Although Ye Qingkuang is the youngest of the family, he has not had the opportunity to learn any of the emperor-level combat secrets. Today, he has an unexpected harvest. Although it is broken, it is really priceless.

After flipping through it quickly, Ye Qingkuang suddenly stood up, and said to Xue Wuhen very seriously: "See you at the north gate of Cangcheng tomorrow morning."

Xue Wuhen laughed happily, remembering an old saying - loyalty is because there are not enough bargaining chips for betrayal. I sighed in my heart, this sentence is really... so true.

Ye Qingxie got up very early, even earlier than the chickens raised by farmers outside Cangcheng. Although he never had the habit of getting up early, today was different because his master woke him up in person.

His master's name is Ye Qingkuang. Although there is only one letter difference between his name and his master's name, their status, status and strength are very different. He is the son of a small town lord, a collateral child of the family, but because of his talent in martial arts, he was called into the core disciples at the age of fifteen. Then he joined Ye Qingkuang's command, and soon gained Ye Qingkuang's high trust, becoming his right-hand man, and his status in the family was even higher than that of his father who was the lord of the small town.

It's just that he understands very well that his status is not because of his strength and the father of his small town lord, but because of Ye Qingkuang, so he has to work hard for Ye Qingkuang, so he must get up earlier than a chicken today.

With two subordinates, he abducted out of the Zuixin Garden with a yellow jade bottle in his pocket. The subordinate was given by his city lord's father, and the jade bottle was ordered by the master to take with him. The goal of this trip is the east courtyard of the Ye family, a remote small building.

Gently came to this very familiar small courtyard, familiar because not long ago, he had eaten here once, and the beautiful and seemingly weak girl resolutely refused, so he was severely scolded by the master, and he was humiliated. This time he didn't want to be scolded again, so he called two of his men, stood outside the yard, and climbed in by himself over the wall.

He took out a dagger from his pocket, and with a light stroke, he opened the door bolt of a room. Like a night cat, it nimbly got in. The room was not a girl's boudoir, but a kitchen. He knew very well that this weak girl had the habit of getting up early every day to cook porridge, so he dripped a few drops of the transparent liquid in the yellow jade bottle on many places, such as oil, such as water. Then he turned out of the courtyard softly again, and squatted aside with his two hands to wait quietly.

The reason is that he complicated the simple things, instead of going straight into the room and knocking out the girl inside, and pouring a few drops of three-day drunkenness. It's because of the master's prudent exhortation just now, or maybe he thinks that doing so is in line with the behavior of people who walk in the dark.

"Squeak."

Half an hour later, the dawn began to break, and the sky was pale. The girl opened the door and walked out on time, and got into the kitchen.

Ye Qingxie was also a little nervous, not because she was afraid of being discovered, the place was a bit remote, and no one came so early. I was nervous because it was the first time I did such a thing and used such a dishonorable method, and I felt a little inexplicable in my heart.

Ye Qingyu looked at the empty rice vat with some regret, and thought of her brother who was thousands of miles away. In the past, my brother did all the rice buying by himself. A large vat of rice has been eaten, why hasn't my brother come back? Didn't he know that he couldn't lift such a heavy rice bag?

"Touched" the small knife in his arms. Although it was a knife for cutting fruit, it managed to stun those annoying dogs more than a month ago. The knife was still there, and she felt at ease, so she began to wash and wash, took a look at the buns in the cupboard, and thought, brother, if you don’t come back today, I only have to eat buns for a day. [

Picking up a glass of water and a steamed bun, Ye Qingyu began to sit in the yard once a day again, welcoming the rising sun and looking at the not-so-bright sky in the south.

"who!"

The eight door gods wore thick armour, covered their heavy eyelids, and fought hard in front of the city lord's mansion, but a sudden sound of horseshoes disturbed their drowsiness, and the eight woke up at the same time, shouting loudly.

"It's me, open the door!"

Ye Qinghan's complexion was a little pale, and he was a little tired from the non-stop rush for several days, but he couldn't help being a little excited when he thought that he would see that weak figure soon. Getting off the carriage, looking at the familiar gate and the eight familiar door gods, he really wanted to laugh out loud, saying that Hu Hansan is back again, but he just thought about it, but still didn't say it.

He took out a small bag of amethyst coins from his bosom and threw it to the four guards beside the carriage, and said, "I'm sorry to bother you guys, it's just a small matter, give them some wine to warm up."

"Young Master, you are welcome." The four guards and a coachman nodded with a smile, turned and left with a polite and respectful tone.

The eight door gods stared at everything in front of them dumbfounded. Years of observing words and expressions had trained them to have a pair of piercing eyes. They knew very well how expensive the carriage was, and the respectful words of these apparently senior guards. Looking at the still familiar yet unfamiliar Seventh Young Master, several people seemed to feel that he had changed slightly, but they couldn't tell exactly where the change was. I just vaguely felt that the sky above Seventh Young Master's head seemed to be changing.

"Morning, Seventh Young Master." A door god said politely first, and a door god next to him quickly opened the door.

"En." Ye Qinghan nodded lightly, as if he didn't adapt to the changes of the door gods, but he didn't stop, and walked quickly towards his small courtyard.