"Do you like my personality?" Dongfang Heng raised an eyebrow at Shen Lixue. Qingyan's outstanding talent clashed with her personality and temperament, and he disliked both of them.
"I like it!" Shen Lixue opened her eyes and looked at Dongfang Heng.
"You like me?" Dongfang Heng was taken aback, not expecting Shen Lixue to give this answer.
"Yes!" Shen Lixue nodded heavily, her cold eyes revealing a seriousness that told him she was not joking.
"When did this start?" After the initial surprise, Dongfang Heng was filled with joy. What could be more delightful than hearing that the person you like also likes you?
He originally thought that Shen Lixue only had a good impression of him and was not opposed to his approach. He was even planning to slowly cultivate feelings after getting married. He did not expect that she had already fallen in love with him.
"I don't know!" Shen Lixue shook her head, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
After arriving in Qingyan, she had the most contact with Dongfang Heng. She didn't know when she developed feelings for him. At night, when she heard Dongfang Xun say that without a heart, he would soon die, she actually felt a heart-wrenching pain in her heart. That feeling was love.
"Li Xue!" Dongfang Heng hugged Shen Li Xue tightly, a glimmer of tears welling up in his deep eyes. With her words, he felt his life had not been in vain.
"It's late, get some rest!" Shen Lixue suggested softly, looking out at the deepening night.
"Okay!" Dongfang Heng rested his chin lightly on Shen Lixue's soft hair, closed his eyes, and smiled faintly.
Shen Lixue listened to the even breathing coming from above her head, and quietly raised her head. Dongfang Heng was already asleep, his face pale, but his usually furrowed brows were relaxed, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth was captivating.
Perhaps sensing something amiss in his arms, Dongfang Heng tightened his grip again, causing Shen Lixue's slender waist to ache.
Shen Lixue sighed softly, took out a silver needle, and inserted it into Dongfang Heng's sleeping acupoint. She gently grasped his arm that was wrapped around her waist, slowly removed it, rolled off the bed, grabbed the clothes next to her, and quickly put them on.
She pulled the blanket up for Dongfang Heng and looked at his peaceful and handsome face. A determined light flashed in Shen Lixue's cold eyes. She would do everything she could to save him and would never let go of the person who wanted to harm him.
Turning around, Shen Lixue quickly walked out of Fengsong Courtyard and followed the bluestone path to the living room.
Night had fallen, and the luminous pearl on the living room wall shone brightly, illuminating the room as if it were daytime. Dongfang Xun sat alone in the center of the room, leisurely enjoying his tea.
Seeing Shen Lixue walk in, he put down his teacup and asked, "The identities of those men in black are unknown. Where do you plan to begin?"
---Aside---
(*^__^*) Hehe... It seems like it's almost the end of the month. If you guys have any tickets, please send me a couple, otherwise they'll go to waste. Don't let them go to waste...
Chapter 140: Re-collision with a Scumbag Woman
"That's a question for you to answer!" Shen Lixue looked at Dongfang Xun, her clear, cold eyes remaining calm and undisturbed.
"Ask me?" Dongfang Xun frowned, not understanding Shen Lixue's meaning.
"Who told you that Ye Qianlong's heart is most suitable for Dongfang Heng?" Shen Lixue's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold light, and the matter began from here.
"The Ghost Doctor of Southern Xinjiang." Dongfang Xun's sharp eyes suddenly narrowed: "You suspect him?"
"He hasn't even met Ye Qianlong, yet he's already concluded that Ye Qianlong's heart is a match for Dongfang Heng's. Don't you find that strange?" Shen Lixue didn't want to dig out Ye Qianlong's heart and was trying every possible way to send him away from Qingyan. Her mind was in turmoil, and she had no time to think about anything else. But when she calmed down and thought about it carefully, she realized that things were not right at all.
Dongfang Xun, holding his teacup, remained calm and composed: "The Ghost Doctor of Southern Xinjiang has indeed never seen Ye Qianlong, but his disciple Bai Ling'er has!"
Shen Lixue's gaze sharpened: "You mean..."
Dongfang Xun looked at the pale tea in the teacup: "Ye Qianlong was injured, and his blood-stained sleeve was left by the ancient well. Bai Ling'er saw the Southern Frontier Ghost Doctor examining my blood, and out of curiosity, she took the blood-stained sleeve to the Southern Frontier Ghost Doctor for examination. His blood is very similar to Dongfang Heng's blood, and coupled with his clear eyes, he is naturally the only candidate for a heart transplant..."
Ye Qianlong's blood-stained sleeves were torn to shreds, yet Bai Ling'er actually loved those few pieces of cloth? And coincidentally, she happened to be there when the Southern Frontier Ghost Doctor was doing a blood test, and even more coincidentally, her blood was similar to Dongfang Heng's. A match between their hearts? Ha!
Shen Lixue turned around and strode outside. Her faint smile carried a chilling coldness that was awe-inspiring.
"Chen Lixue, where are you going?" Dongfang Xun looked at her smile and his heart suddenly tightened.
"Go find Bai Ling'er!" Shen Lixue walked forward slowly, without turning her head.
Dongfang Xun's gaze sharpened: "You're going to settle accounts with her?"
"No!" Shen Lixue shook her head, her indifferent voice ethereal yet unwavering: "I'll find her and find out the truth!"
The next day, under the bright sunshine, Bai Ling'er, dressed in a white Xiang dress, was sorting various herbs in the pharmacy. As she moved, the beautiful butterflies embroidered on her skirt seemed to come alive and dance gracefully.
"Miss Bai!" With a gentle call, a glimpse of a snow-blue skirt stepped into the room.
Bai Ling'er looked up and saw Shen Lixue standing inside the door with a smile. The bright sunlight shone through her into the room, creating an indescribable eeriness and mystery that sent a chill down one's spine: "Princess Lixue, is there something you need from me?"
Shen Lixue smiled brightly: "Did you take Ye Qianlong's blood to the Ghost Doctor of Southern Xinjiang for testing?"
"Yes!" Bai Ling'er's smile froze slightly. Dongfang Xun and the Ghost Doctor of Southern Xinjiang both knew about this, so she couldn't hide it.
"Why did you do this?" Shen Lixue looked at Bai Ling'er calmly, her cold eyes showing neither anger nor fire.
"Save Dongfang Heng!" Bai Ling'er's eyes were deep, and her cherry lips parted slightly as she gave her answer.
"There are many ways to save Dongfang Heng, why must we kill Ye Qianlong?" Shen Lixue looked at Bai Ling'er, her eyes filled with icy coldness. As a healer, she ordered others to kill without the slightest shame. Her character was truly peculiar.
"Dongfang Heng's heart condition is getting worse and worse; he won't last much longer!" Bai Ling'er looked into Shen Lixue's eyes and said, word by word, "No one dies under the Ghost Doctor's command!"
Shen Lixue's gaze sharpened: "Are you blaming us for not finding a suitable heart, which would tarnish your master's reputation?"
Bai Ling'er's slightly arrogant expression tacitly acknowledged everything: "My master is only responsible for treating the illness. As for the medicinal materials needed for treatment, you need to provide them. It's because you haven't been able to find a suitable heart that I'm helping you. Instead of being grateful to me, you're blaming me?"
"Helping us is secondary; protecting the reputation of the Ghost Doctor is the most important thing!" Shen Lixue sneered. Dongfang Heng still had time; it wasn't a life-or-death situation yet. She couldn't wait to kill Ye Qianlong and take his heart, all for the sake of protecting the reputation of the Ghost Doctor of Southern Xinjiang. As for Ye Qianlong's life or death, it was none of her concern and naturally not within her consideration.
"So what? It is known in all countries that the Ghost Doctor has no dead hands. If my master's reputation is ruined because we can't find a suitable heart, wouldn't my master be very wronged?"
People value their reputation above all else, and the Ghost Doctor of Southern Xinjiang also values his reputation. Bai Ling'er will be the next Ghost Doctor, and he doesn't want to tarnish the name of the Ghost Doctor because of external reasons.
"If Ye Qianlong offers you a high price to play against you, would you take the heart that's inside Dongfang Heng's body and give it back to Ye Qianlong?"