Chapter 1913

Wanyanyue, who was about to go upstairs, suddenly thought of something again, turned her head and gave instructions to Shopkeeper Wang with a smile.

"He bought those medicinal herbs just now, I want to know, and I also want to know the details of this person's situation."

"Yes, Miss Xiaoyue." Shopkeeper Wang bowed and watched Wan Yanyue go upstairs.

Zheng Xueyu is an object of rejection in the Zheng family, how can she have any status in her subordinates? If she really has any ability, the Zheng family is blind, so they play like this?

While shopkeeper Wang expressed contempt for Wanyanyue's strength, he also heaved a long sigh of relief.

Received the notice that the descendants of the direct line would come to Shangyin City to exercise, shopkeeper Wang was very nervous at first.

The status of the direct descendants of the Wanyan family is no less than that of the senior management of Wandantang, if there is a slight difference, the position of the shopkeeper will be lost as soon as it is said.

For a cultivator like Shopkeeper Wang who has no hope of attacking Xuan-level spiritual cultivation, the status and benefits of the branch shopkeeper of Wandantang are much better than that of the owner of Shangyin City.

Judging from Wanyanyue's recent performance, the so-called grassroots exercise of this Wanyan family's direct lineage is nothing more than an instant trip.

So much less stress.

Obviously, Shopkeeper Wang didn't know Wanyan Yue well.

It's like Zheng Xueyu doesn't understand the current Ye Lingtian.

After returning to his own hut, Ye Lingtian closed the door and sacrificed the ancient furnace to try to refine the magic pill.

Facts have proved that in the world of fairy magic, the ancient furnace is more reliable.

The rich aura makes the ancient furnace completely glow.

Of course, compared to the reliability of the ancient furnace, Ye Lingtian is very unreliable.

As a lower-level repairing pill, Ye Lingtian spent four hours refining the Huishen Pill in a daze.

Swallowing a Rejuvenation Pill, the meridians just established became a little smoother.

Even if the previous combat power has not been restored, the fifth floor of the first layer of the Nine Heavens Xuanxuan Jue has been reached.

According to the combat power system of the Immortal World, Ye Lingtian made a rough estimate, and now he should be at the level of a Huang-level divine cultivation.

As for which level of the Huang-level spiritual cultivator, it's hard to say if I haven't fought against monks.

Uh, Ye Lingtian doesn't plan to fight anyone for the time being, just like Qin Ruyan warned, before the strength reaches a certain level, it's safer to be a man with your tail between your legs.

At present, Ye Lingtian's way to improve his strength is to rely on pills.

As a result, Ye Lingtian refined a few furnaces of the Rejuvenation Pill, and then he stretched himself, and he also had a care in his heart.

The goose feather snow is still falling, and the weather is so stubborn in the northwest of the eastern continent where Shangyin City is located.

Either the snow does not fall, and it lasts for four or five days in a row, and the rain either does not fall, and it lasts for ten days.

Fortunately, this world is rich in aura, and there are no major natural disasters. Otherwise, ordinary people who don't practice fairy arts really can't live.

Coming out of the room, according to the previous rules, Ye Lingtian should prepare dinner, but Zheng Xueyu came out of the kitchen with the food.

"Let's eat." Zheng Xueyu said lightly.

Ye Lingtian rubbed his hands, followed Zheng Xueyu to the main room, his old face flushed.

"I should make dinner."

"I didn't go out when I saw you came back. I must be recovering from my injuries. Before the injuries recover, I'll do the trivial things." Zheng Xueyu handed the bowl and chopsticks to Ye Lingtian.

Ye Lingtian was a little flattered: "You cook for me, this... it's a bit unreasonable."

Zheng Xueyu said in a clear voice: "Yesterday I said that there is no difference between master and servant, why have I forgotten it now?"

Zheng Xueyu put a few pieces of chicken into Ye Lingtian's bowl: "You are a patient now."

Ye Lingtian let out an oh, and he was not polite, and quickly cleaned up the food.

After dinner, Ye Lingtian was about to wash the dishes, but was stopped by Zheng Xueyu.

"You continue to cultivate, I will come."

Ye Lingtian shook his head: "It doesn't take too much effort, just leave it to me."

Zheng Xueyu looked a little impatient, and the young lady became angry: "How can a big man be a mother-in-law? It's not that I don't have long hands. I can do these small things."

Before the words hit the ground, a cold voice came from outside the door.

"You can do small things, but there must be a difference between superiority and inferiority, Zheng Xueyu, you seem to have forgotten that he is your servant and you are his master!"

Zheng Xueyu's pretty face turned cold, and she turned to look at the woman in the red skirt who pushed the door out.

Ye Lingtian looked at the visitor in disgust. Based on his physical memory, it was impossible for him not to know who the visitor was.

Zheng Xiaoxiao, the daughter of Zheng Banshan, the second elder of the Zheng family, is also Shunzi's master.

Braving the wind and snow and entering the door, Zheng Xiaoxiao patted the snow on her skirt, sat on the chair, squinted at Zheng Xueyu and Ye Lingtian, and spoke as rudely as ever.

"It's fine for the master to cook for the servants, and also clean up the dishes. Did you find a servant, or a man?"

My sun! Ye Lingtian frowned, and was about to choke back, but Zheng Xueyu's cold eyes threw him back.

He kept saying he had to endure it, but he couldn't bear it with just a few words. How could he survive in the Zheng family compound in the future?

"He was seriously injured the day before yesterday and almost died. I can't let him continue to serve me while injured, can I?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao curled her lips and said coldly: "What about serving with injuries? Serving people's lives, just carry them out when they die."

Zheng Xueyu snorted coldly: "If he dies, Nuo Da Zheng's family, who else can I count on?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao knocked on the table with the back of her finger: "You seem to have forgotten who has provided you with food and clothing in the Zheng family for so many years?"

Zheng Xueyu turned her head to look at the snow falling outside the window, and responded lightly: "I think you seem to have forgotten how much my father has contributed to the Zheng family."

Snapped!

Zheng Xiaoxiao patted the table and stood up, pointing at Zheng Xueyu: "Don't give you shame, you are shameless, if your father didn't offend Xianmen. How could Sister Rou'er marry into Murong's family?"

"If the Murong family hadn't tried their best to mediate and ensure that the Zheng family would not fall, it would be hard to say whether there is still a Zheng family in Shangyin City. Your father is a sinner of the family!"

Zheng Xueyu clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were red, and she argued with reason: "If my father hadn't committed suicide at the foot of Jiuyun Mountain, the Murong family would not have been able to protect the Zheng family!"

"That's what he deserves!" Zheng Xiaoxiao said unceremoniously, "If he doesn't die, do you want family members to be buried with him?"

"Since that incident, how much has the status of the Zheng family in the Eastern Continent dropped?"

"If that's the case, the higher-ups of the family are afraid that you will be killed and still keep you in the Zheng family. You don't remember this kind of love in your heart. What did you say that the servant is your reliance."

"Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"

My conscience was eaten by dogs, or your conscience was eaten by dogs? You know better than anyone why my father had a dispute with the people in Jiuyun Mountain back then.

In the fairy world, the strong are respected, which does not mean that there is no dignity.

The Zheng family narrowly escaped death because of that incident, but don't forget that it is precisely because of his father's unyielding that the Eastern Continent treats the Zheng family a little differently.

Zheng Xueyu closed her eyes, and said quietly: "If you came here today to discuss the rights and wrongs of Ye Nian's past, please go back, the higher-ups have already made a conclusion."

Zheng Xiaoxiao glanced at Zheng Xueyu disdainfully, and said in a lazy tone: "If I don't leave, what about you?"

Ye Lingtian couldn't bear it any longer, and smiled wickedly: "It's fine if you don't leave, I can still live in my house."

As soon as this remark came out, Zheng Xueyu yelled inwardly, and immediately shouted: "Do you have a share in speaking? Get out!"

Zheng Xiaoxiao seemed to be struck by lightning. This is what a servant should say to his master? It's a big treason!

Zheng Xiaoxiao was so angry that he trembled all over, and the indigo brilliance of his palms flickered: "I will kill you, a dirty and dirty thing."

Ye Lingtian looked innocent: "I'm not wrong, my house can indeed accommodate one person, as long as you don't think it's dirty, I can sleep in the kitchen."

Having said that, Ye Lingtian quickly looked at Zheng Xueyu: "Miss, did I say something wrong?"

It's not that you said something wrong, you're looking for death!

Zheng Xueyu didn't want to make trouble again, so she said: "Sister Xiaoxiao, Ye Lingtian is just a servant, and he doesn't care about his speech, so don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"Besides, this matter is really spreading, it's not good for you, and it's not good for the Zheng family's reputation."

"I'll treat him here to make amends, do you think it's okay?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao laughed back angrily, pointed at Ye Lingtian and said to Zheng Xueyu: "Are you paying for him, Zheng Xueyu, can you pay for it? Do you know how many wrong things this dog has done recently?"

"Shunzi said a few words that day. He dared to attack Shunzi. It depends on the owner to beat a dog. Zheng Xueyu, do you still see me, Zheng Xiaoxiao?"

Zheng Xueyu was so angry that her delicate body trembled. Shunzi almost beat Ye Lingtian to death.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows what happened that day.

Shunzi's cultivation has reached the level of Huang Shenxiu, and he is the most outstanding servant of the Zheng family. The high-level officials are preparing to include him in the Zheng family.

If it hadn't been for Shunzi arranging Zheng Xueyu arbitrarily to completely anger Ye Lingtian, with Ye Lingtian's courage, he would not fight Shunzi even if he was killed.

As the only daughter of the former patriarch, Zheng Xueyu still has the identity of the eldest lady. Previously, everyone had patience for that mind.

Not to mention wanton deductions, now even the direct servants can point at the eldest lady's nose and scold her.

In fact, according to Zheng Xueyu's temper, he had long wanted to leave.

But if she leaves, it will damage the Zheng family's reputation.

To put it bluntly, even if she would rather watch Zheng Xueyu starve to death in Zheng's house, she would not let her step out of the house.

For Zheng Xueyu, the Zheng Family Courtyard is purgatory.

Seeing that Zheng Xueyu was about to shed tears, Ye Lingtian said coldly: "If Shunzi hadn't said something disrespectful to the eldest lady, I wouldn't have argued with Shunzi."

"Don't talk about it in Shangyin City, even in the Eastern Continent, I will take it for granted."

Zheng Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked at Ye Lingtian coldly, with a sharp light in her eyes: "Shunzi arranges Zheng Xueyu, is there any evidence?"

"Yes!" Ye Lingtian said forcefully.

"Bring out the evidence, and if Shunzi is wrong, the senior members of the Zheng family will give you an explanation."

"If it's your fault, the family rules won't let you go!" Zheng Xiaoxiao looked at Ye Lingtian and wanted to look at a dead person.

Zheng Xueyu saw that Ye Lingtian and Zheng Xiaoxiao were fighting, and angrily said: "Ye Lingtian, shut up."

Is it useful to shut up? They came here today to find trouble.

Ye Lingtian pointed to his left chest, and said word by word to Zheng Xiaoxiao: "The evidence is conscience!"