nucmednet Chapter 137: Taking Responsibility
Chapter 137: Taking Responsibility
Regardless, this person had saved his life. Ye Feiran pursed his lips and said, "Father said I don't need to cultivate for now, and he'll find me a teacher later."
“That’s fine too.” Ye Qing’an nodded and squatted down to straighten Eleven’s clothes. “Master Lingjun probably did more than just tamper with those incantations. You won’t learn anything from him, so it’s better not to go.”
Ye Feiran's expression became increasingly awkward: "I've moved here, and I didn't bring any of the people who used to serve me with me. I left them where I used to live."
Ye Qing'an was somewhat surprised: "You're all alone, don't you need anyone to serve you?"
Ye Feiran puffed out his chest: "I'm almost nine years old already."
“He’s nine years old now, a little man already. He should learn to do things himself. Besides, there are servants in this courtyard. He’s such a tiny little thing, why does he need so many people to wait on him?”
"I'll do what I can do myself, and ask someone for help with what I can't do myself."
Ye Qing'an smiled: "That's right, you're almost nine years old already."
“You lost your mother right after you were born. After your mother left, everyone in this mansion bullied us. I was not even twelve years old at the time. I not only had to do my own things, but I also had to take care of you.”
Ye Feiran's eyes widened. He had never heard of such a thing before and found it hard to believe: "Really? You are the eldest young lady of this mansion, and I am the second young master of this mansion, the legitimate son."
Ye Qing'an scoffed: "So what if they are legitimate sons and daughters? If they are not favored, even the servants can beat and bully them at will."
"The household was in chaos at that time. The mistress had passed away, and we were busy with the funeral. The women in the back courtyard were busy vying for the position of mistress. They even forgot to find a wet nurse for you. I had no choice but to sell all my jewelry and bribe the servants in the kitchen to have them send some raw milk over every day."
"Not long after, Liu Xueying became the mistress of the house and treated us even worse. When you were eight months old, the kitchen stopped sending milk. We had no choice but to ask someone to buy some rice and grind it into rice porridge to feed you."
Ye Feiran frowned: "How come I've never heard anyone mention these things before?"
Ye Qing'an couldn't help but laugh again: "Who do you think would tell you these things? Is it the servants who bullied us in the past? Or Liu Xueying who tried every means to make things difficult for us and mistreat us?"
"..."
Ye Feiran had nothing to say.
Ye Qing'an's gaze swept across Ye Feiran's face, her expression indifferent: "I know that you didn't bring any servants with you because what happened before scared you. You value your life and dare not."
“You just said that you don’t bring any servants and that you can do things yourself, so I will never indulge you.”
"As you said, you are almost nine years old. A real man should also have his own responsibilities."
Ye Feiran felt a little flustered, but no matter what, she couldn't lose face.
"Hmph, the book says that a scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation. Just wait and see how you look at me with new eyes."
Ye Qing'an nodded: "Okay."
Ye Qing'an's gaze fell on Ye Feiran: "Although Father said he would find you a new teacher, you must not slack off during the days before a new teacher is found."
Ye Qing'an pointed to the four guards standing in the courtyard: "These four are people sent by Father. They also have a certain level of cultivation. Although they are not teachers who specialize in imparting knowledge and resolving doubts, they are more than capable of guiding you."
"Since you have nothing to do, why don't you have them guide you in your cultivation?"
Ye Qing'an lowered her eyes: "Every now and then, they will report to Father about what's happening in this courtyard. If you are diligent in your cultivation and make significant progress, Father will be happy to know."
Upon hearing Ye Qing'an's words, Ye Feiran's eyes immediately lit up: "Really?"
"Why would I lie to you?" Ye Qing'an curled the corners of her lips: "So you must seize the opportunity and let your father know that you are not really stupid, but just delayed by that Mr. Lingjun before."
“That’s for sure.” Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows, his face full of smugness. “I was just tricked by that Mr. Lingjun. I’m so angry about it. Once I’ve cultivated enough, I’ll definitely go and settle the score with that Mr. Lingjun.”
As Ye Feiran spoke, he ran off to find the guard.
Ye Qing'an lowered her head and met Eleven's gaze. The two blinked at the same time, their faces showing the same cunning.
After following Ye Qing'an out of the courtyard of the side room, Shiyi laughed and said, "They're really easy to fool."
Ye Qing'an nodded: "That's why I said that although Ye Feiran has been led astray, he is not beyond redemption yet."
"He's a bit stupid, but being stupid is a good thing, because only by being stupid can he be saved."
Eleven followed Ye Qing'an into the house: "Shall we go to the Cloud Dream Realm to cultivate?"
"I feel that after taking the cultivation-enhancing pills my mother gave me recently, my cultivation speed has really increased a lot. When I woke up this morning, I could feel the spiritual energy flowing through my body."
"Hmm." Ye Qing'an ruffled Eleven's hair: "You're still young, there's no need to rush. When it comes to cultivation, haste makes waste."
"Of course I know that, Mother, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Ye Qing'an believed this. Although Eleven was young, he was very steady in character.
Ye Qing'an brought Eleven to the Cloud Dreamland. The two cultivated for most of the day before they finished their practice and left the Cloud Dreamland.
As soon as Ye Qing'an left the Cloud Dreamland, she heard a scream.
The screams were all too familiar, so familiar that Ye Qing'an's eyelids twitched involuntarily.
"It seems to be Ye Feiran."
Eleven recognized the owner of the voice: "Wow, that scream sounds really terrible. I need to go and see what happened."
Ye Qing'an didn't stop him and waited for Eleven to leave. Ye Feiran's screams rang out several more times. Hearing these sounds, Ye Qing'an suddenly remembered something.
It seems she promised Ye Feiran that she would paint a portrait of his mother in return...
Later, because of many things that happened in the manor, she had forgotten about this incident.
Now that I've remembered, I might as well just draw the portrait first.
Ye Qing'an took out a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and carefully searched his memory for the appearance of his mother. After pondering for a moment, he began to write.
Zixiao came in from outside and saw Ye Qing'an painting.
Zixiao's gaze lingered on the paper for a moment before she stepped aside to wait quietly.
Ye Qing'an smiled and said, "What's wrong? What happened? If you have something to say, just let me know. It's alright, it won't affect me."