Chapter Seven, Malicious Intent

That night, Ye Sheng was recuperating, silently contemplating how he should proceed next

The maid was very obedient, bringing in the ointment, and then said: "Young Master Twelve, do you need me to assist you with applying the medicine?"

"Young Master, you absolutely must not say that. Even if you are a concubine's child, you are still the offspring of the master. The Second Mistress is your aunt, and this ointment is merely a surplus. The Second Mistress has stated that if the military baton strikes and this ointment is not applied, it will take no less than a month to heal." The maid advised.

"This wretched creature, having obtained my Tianshan Snow Lotus, actually does not speak well of you. Had I known you would suffer such a serious consequence, it would have been better not to save this wretched creature, allowing it to die and thus avoiding the annoyance it brings" Hu Mei cursed.

Ye Sheng furrowed his brows and asked, "What is the matter?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Sheng hesitated

Ye Qing said softly, "Then I will wait to hear good news."

"You agreed to let me go to the library, but the library is ultimately not the martial arts pavilion. It contains numerous classics and scriptures, yet not a single martial arts secret manual that I desire." Ye Sheng's gaze was profound, clearly displeased

Ye Sheng limped back to his courtyard, his expression gloomy, and lay down on the bed

As for poisoning in the ointment, Ye Sheng felt that this second grandmother was not foolish to that extent; this is something that can be discovered with just a simple investigation. If the second grandmother were truly that stupid, she would not have grown to this point.

At night, the news that Ye Sheng and Ye Qing were beaten with military clubs also spread.

The maid respectfully took her leave, leaving only the bottle of medicine placed on the table

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If this beating could allow him to leave the royal residence, Ye Sheng would have no objections. However, after being beaten and gaining nothing in return, how could he possibly find peace of mind?

"No matter what schemes you have, I will first treat my wounds before discussing anything else." Ye Sheng applied the ointment to the wound and felt a significant reduction in pain

I must leave the Wangfu, it is simply too dangerous here. If they discover that I am practicing martial arts, it would not just be fifty military canes. Ye Sheng gritted his teeth, feeling extremely indignant. It was not his own choice to go to Ye Qing's training ground; he was dragged there by Ye Qing. Without any inquiry into the situation, he was struck with fifty military canes. Lord Ye is truly tyrannical to the extreme.

"Do you have any solutions? Please do not act recklessly," Hu Mei said with a frown

Ye Qing hated him to the bone, and it is well known that Hu Mei favored her son. Their attitude towards Ye Sheng was one of wishing they could strangle him immediately, so how could they kindly send medicine over

Hu Mei hesitated and said: "He was beaten by the master and is seriously injured. There is still a week until July 15. Will he be able to recover and go out?"

Regardless of whether it is a trap, this ointment is certainly without issue; he needs to recover as soon as possible

As long as more than one hundred people on Earth break through to the first level of the acquired realm, Ye Sheng will bestow his power upon himself. Although the first level of the acquired realm is not particularly significant, if Ye Sheng bestows his power on more than one hundred people at once, he would still be able to contend even against those at the fifth level of the acquired realm.

Ye Sheng extended his hand, his vital energy surging, and he grasped the medicine from a distance. He opened it and inhaled, a fragrant aroma wafting towards him, intermingled with dozens of precious medicinal materials

Ye Qing was knocked unconscious, battered and bruised. Upon seeing this, Hu Mei could not stop the tears from flowing. She harbored resentment towards Prince Ye, yet found herself unable to vent her anger, ultimately directing her hatred towards Ye Sheng.

"Mother, the fifteenth day of the seventh month is approaching, the Ghost Festival is here. Ye Sheng will definitely leave the Wang residence to pay respects to that wretched mother of his. That will be the best time to take action," Ye Qing said with a cold smile.

Ye Sheng did not truly believe in his heart, shaking his head and saying: "I appreciate the kind intentions of the second madam, but I am a child of a concubine and cannot accept such good medicine."

However, this medicine is fine, so where is the problem?

"Mother, why make it so complicated? My son has his own ways." Ye Qing smiled coldly.

Conceal one's brilliance and bide one's time, hide oneself, avoid conflicts with others, while waiting for those on Earth to break through, and then empower their strength

The next day, Ye Sheng woke up and was surprised to find that his wounds had begun to scab over. As long as he did not engage in vigorous activities, the wounds would not reopen

What exactly is being sold in this green gourd by Ye Qing and her son? Ye Sheng furrowed his brows in thought

Only then will there be the confidence and resources to leave the Ye Wangfu

It won't get better in a month, and he believes this, because right now he cannot move his buttocks at all, which is extremely inconvenient. If it doesn't get better in a month, it would be too uncomfortable

In this way, Ye Sheng could still take a nap. After a day like this, both his body and mind had experienced significant shocks, and Ye Sheng fell asleep in a daze

Qingye lay weakly, with a medicinal ointment applied to her back, made from high-quality herbs, which proved to be quite effective, at least significantly alleviating the pain

Hu Mei's eyes lit up as she said, "I will take care of this matter. You focus on recovering from your injuries. I will send someone to find a few people from the streets, who have little to do with us. As long as they can kill Ye Sheng, everything will be worth it."

These medicinal herbs are all unusual varieties, and they must be excellent for alchemy

This medicine is truly remarkable; within a week, I will surely recover.

However, the more this was the case, the more he became wary of Ye Qing and her son. A dog that bites does not bark; it is the snake lurking in the shadows that is the most deadly. Various parables conveyed to Ye Sheng that once vigilance is relaxed, the outcome is bound to be tragic

Could Hu Mei be so kind?

Ye Sheng, who has mobility difficulties, said after some thought, "Please bring the medicine in."

"The second grandmother heard that the twelfth young master and our thirteenth young master were beaten today, and she had the maid send over some ointment to apply to the wounds, which can heal quickly and will not leave scars," the maid said

"Is Twelve Shao there?" called out a voice as clear as a yellow oriole.

That wretched person usually stays in their own courtyard, avoiding contact with others. Moreover, after this incident occurred, I was summoned by the madam and severely reprimanded. If it happens again, I will completely lose my initiative in this large courtyard. It is evident that the prince did not come to see me upon his return, which indicates his anger.

Ye Sheng shook his head: "No need, please thank Second Aunt for me when you return."

Hu Mei wore a cold expression and said: "Kill, kill, kill, all you know is to kill, but how do you kill?"

"Why won't you let me learn martial arts, and why won't you let me leave the royal residence?" Ye Sheng lay on the bed, letting out a long sigh.

Mother, please have someone deliver this ointment to him so that he can apply it. He will definitely recover. Once he is well, coupled with the promise made to him by the old lady, allowing him to leave the Wang residence to pay respects to his lowly mother, do you think he would refuse to go?" Ye Qing's eyes glinted with coldness, truly filled with hatred for Ye Sheng, having calculated every aspect meticulously.

Mother, Ye Sheng deserves to die. If it weren't for him this time, I would not have been punished. I must kill him. Ye Qing's eyes were filled with malice, and a murderous intent pervaded the air

The moonlight hung high, casting a hazy glow. In front of the small courtyard where the leaves grow, a flower-like maid approached, holding a bottle of medicine.