Función clerical

Capítulo 73

Along the way, Shen Zhili witnessed Ye Qianqian heading towards the Demonic Sect, her steps shattered by the broken hearts of young men.

As the somber atmosphere crumbled, Shen Zhili couldn't help but think of a question.

Was Su Chenche back then also one of those trampled-on young men?

With Su Chenche's invincible, thick-skinned nature, he shouldn't be defeated so easily... So, he's going to keep pestering Ye Qianqian?

They met because Ye Qianqian changed her mind about killing Su Chenche. So what made Ye Qianqian change her mind...? There were quite a few handsome young men along the way, but she didn't even glance at Ye Qianqian. In other words, the possibility that Ye Qianqian changed her mind because she was attracted to Su Chenche's appearance, as she had previously imagined, was almost zero. So...

Pressing her forehead, she tried to dispel the question, but it persisted in Shen Zhili's mind.

I really want to know... I really want to know...

Shen Zhili thought in despair.

Actually, I'm the one who's been bewitched...

Finally, on a dark and windy night, Shen Zhili got out of bed and knocked on Ye Qianqian's door.

The door opened after a while, and Ye Qianqian, dressed in a crimson undergarment, sat cross-legged by the window with one leg propped up... munching on sugarcane with unparalleled elegance.

...Who knows where the sugarcane came from at this time of year...

Shen Zhili said softly, "Protector Ye... there's a question I've always wanted to ask you."

Ye Qianqian glanced sideways and said coldly, "Don't ask me any questions related to Su Chenche."

Shen Zhili: "..."

Hey, how did you know what I was going to ask?!

Ye Qianqian scoffed dismissively: "...What you want to ask is written all over your face."

Taking a deep breath, Shen Zhili continued, "Why can't I ask? I've never understood... If you like him, why did you push him off the cliff? If you don't like him, why are you so bothered that he doesn't remember you, and even come looking for him again and again?"

Ye Qianqian narrowed her eyes: "Do you want to know so you can be with him without feeling guilty?"

Taking a big bite of the sugarcane, Ye Qianqian said, "I'm not going to tell you... and I promise you'll never know."

Shen Zhili took a deep breath, a deep breath, a deep breath...

Turning around, she whispered, "I must have been a fool to think you were a good person and ask you such a question..."

"etc."

Ye Qianqian's voice: "Who are you calling a good person?"

Shen Zhili: "Anyway, they didn't say it was you."

Ye Qianqian: "Come here!"

Shen Zhili: "I'm not going."

There was a loud clang behind me—the sound of the nine-ringed broadsword hitting the ground.

Then Ye Qianqian's increasingly impatient voice was heard: "Are you coming over or not?"

Recalling the chilling feeling of the blade against his neck, Shen Zhili decided... it's wise to be pragmatic...

Sigh, what can she do? Everyone she's encountered is incredibly strong in combat...

Ye Qianqian squinted her beautiful eyes and looked Shen Zhili up and down.

“Raise your arm and turn around.”

Shen Zhili didn't understand, but did as she was told.

With a sugarcane dangling from her mouth, Ye Qianqian concluded, "Su Chenche is definitely blind."

Shen Zhili: "..."

Just because you're pretty doesn't mean you can be so great, you bastard!

Ye Qianqian still felt it wasn't enough, her gaze lingering on the part of Shen Zhili from the neck down to the waist, and she pondered, "...You're not a man dressed as a woman, are you?"

Shen Zhili silently endured: "...Do you want me to take my clothes off for you to see?"

Ye Qianqian honestly replied, "Looking at you is less helpful than looking at myself."

Then go and see for yourself!

Having big breasts isn't a big deal! It makes running difficult and makes movement inconvenient! Most importantly, it means spending more on fabric when buying clothes!

Shen Zhili clenched her fist repeatedly, took a deep breath, and said, "...I'm going back to my room!"

A faint, muffled laugh came from behind.

Shen Zhili slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

Just as she closed the door, a hand suddenly reached out from the darkness and covered Shen Zhili's mouth.

Shen Zhili instinctively flicked her finger, and a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair pierced through her hand.

The figure on the other side instantly froze.

Shen Zhili broke free, turned around and pulled down the veil covering the person's face. It turned out to be the young master she had met during the day who had failed to pick her up.

He was dressed in black, clearly not up to any good...

Shen Zhili kicked out, and the young master, with wide, terrified eyes, tumbled down the steps, unconscious.

After dusting off the corner of her clothes, Shen Zhili leisurely returned to her room.

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The next morning, Shen Zhili heard a constant commotion outside before she even left the house.

As soon as she pushed open the door, she saw the young master from last night leading his servants upstairs in a menacing manner, heading straight for her and Ye Qianqian's room.

Before Shen Zhili could react, Ye Qianqian had already pushed open the door and come out.

Today, Ye Qianqian changed into a light blue silk pleated satin dress. The layers of the skirt spread out like flowing water, as if rippling with light. The morning light spread out from behind her, and with her stunning beauty, one glance was as if seeing a beautiful landscape of lakes and mountains.

For a moment, even the servants who came to cause trouble were stunned.

She asked calmly, "What is it?"

The rogue young master swallowed hard and hurriedly said, "Guards, guards... This is my runaway concubine, Cui'er. Quickly bring her back to my manor. I want to punish her severely!"

Upon hearing this, the servants exchanged bewildered glances, unsure how to be so forward with such a beautiful woman.

The rogue young master kicked the first man in the backside and said, "Didn't you hear what I said? Hurry up and get on him!"

The servants then rubbed their hands together and walked towards Ye Qianqian, eager to get started.

Knowing Ye Qianqian's fighting prowess well, Shen Zhili leaned against the door, picked up a handful of melon seeds, and leisurely watched the show.

Sure enough, Ye Qianqian suddenly pointed her toes and spun around, causing the first row of servants to fall to the ground.

The remaining few began silently clutching their nosebleeds...

Seeing that things were not going well, the rogue young master tried to make a quick escape, but Ye Qianqian moved like the wind and grabbed him by the back of the collar in two steps.

The rogue young master screamed, "Let me go! Let me go! I'm the eldest son of Master Zhou! If you dare... my father will definitely come after you..."

Ye Qianqian leaned close to his ear, her breath sweet as orchids: "You like me, don't you? But... it's the existence of men like you that makes this world so disgusting."

As soon as she finished speaking, the rogue young master was lifted into the air.

The servants, realizing what had happened, hurriedly cried out, "Miss, please have mercy!"

"This is our master's only son..."

Someone reacted even faster, grabbing Shen Zhili's arm and holding a knife to her neck: "This is your maid, isn't she? If you dare to hurt my young master, I'll..."

Ye Qianqian didn't even listen to her and threw the rogue young master out of the second-floor window.

The rogue young master, who had already fallen and gotten a bruised face yesterday, simply lay face down on the ground this time, his fate unknown.

The servants were thrown into chaos. Shen Zhili gripped the silver needle and thrust it back, then dodged to the side.

But the knife still managed to make a slight cut on her fingertip.

Shen Zhili's skin was extremely thin, and in an instant, a bloodstain formed, with blood beads gushing out. Shen Zhili quickly covered it with her other hand.

Ye Qianqian glanced at him once and then pulled Shen Zhili away, saying, "Let's go."

In her opinion, that little wound was nothing at all.

She walked very fast, and Shen Zhili had to jog to keep up with her pace.

When they arrived at the carriage stop, Ye Qianqian threw Shen Zhili inside and started the carriage.

Shen Zhili was jolted a bit before getting in... Even pressing on the wound was of no use; blood had already soaked her hand.

With trembling hands, she pulled the medicine from her bosom. Suddenly, the carriage jolted violently, and the medicine bottle fell from Shen Zhili's hand.

Shen Zhili sighed and bent down to reach for it, but before her fingertips could touch it, another bump caused the jade bottle containing her specially made hemostatic medicine to roll off the vehicle.

As more and more blood flowed from her hands, Shen Zhili began to feel a chill run through her body.

Normally, a small amount of blood loss wouldn't be a problem... but she just bled quite a bit for Twelve Nights in the cave...

A slight dizziness occurred to me.

...There was no Su Chenche here, no Hua Jiuye, not even Dieyi. No one would care about her small wound.

Shen Zhili pressed her fingers tightly and closed her eyes.

When I regained consciousness, I heard a cacophony of sounds around me.

A slightly irritated voice said, "How could she die from such a small wound..."

The voice that responded was gentle: "Protector Ye, her constitution is special... If you had brought her here even a moment later, her life might have been in danger..."

"Stop talking nonsense, when exactly is she going to wake up?"

"Maybe I'll wake up in the next moment, or maybe... it will take some more time."

"I'm going to turn in my mission first. I'll be back in two hours. You keep a close eye on her for me! Understand?"

His voice held a hint of helplessness: "Yes, I understand."

After Ye Qianqian had walked away, Shen Zhili flexed his fingers...

My fingers were completely wrapped up and I couldn't move them at all.

She sighed inwardly.