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Chapter 7 Uneasy Kindness

Ye Sheng limped back to his yard, lying on the bed with a gloomy face.

"We must leave the palace. It's too dangerous here. If they find out that I'm practicing martial arts, I'm afraid I won't be able to get fifty military sticks." Ye Sheng gritted his teeth, feeling very angry in his heart. He didn't go to the venue where Ye Qing practiced martial arts voluntarily, and

He was dragged over by Ye Qing, and he was beaten with fifty military sticks without asking any questions. Prince Ye was really overbearing to the extreme.

"Why don't you let me learn martial arts and don't let me leave the palace?" Ye Sheng lay on the bed and let out a long sigh.

If this beating could help him leave the palace, Ye Sheng would be fine with it. But after being beaten, he gained nothing, so how could he let go?

"I was promised to go to the Library Pavilion, but the Library Pavilion is not a martial arts pavilion after all. There are a lot of four books and five classics in it, but there is not a single martial arts secret book that I want." Ye Sheng's eyes were deep and he was very unhappy.

Ye Sheng spent the whole night recovering from his injuries, silently thinking about what he should do next.

Keep a low profile, hide yourself, avoid conflicts with others, and at the same time wait for the people on earth in the Dantian to break through, and then bless their power.

As long as the one hundred people on earth break through the first level of acquired heaven, Ye Sheng will bless him. Although the first level of acquired heaven is nothing, Ye Sheng can bless more than one hundred people at one time. Even if it is the fifth level of acquired heaven, he can

You can fight.

Only in this way can we have the confidence and capital to leave Prince Ye's Mansion.

At night, news spread that Ye Sheng and Ye Qing were beaten with military sticks.

Ye Qing was knocked unconscious and was covered with scars. When Hu Mei saw it, she burst into tears. She resented Prince Ye in her heart, but could not vent her hatred. In the end, she could only put her hatred on Ye Sheng.

"This bastard got my Tianshan Snow Lotus and didn't say a good word for you. If I had known you were going to suffer such a serious fate, it would be better not to save this bastard and let him die, so as not to annoy others." Hu

Mae cursed.

Qingye lay weakly on his stomach and applied ointment on his back. The fine medicinal materials were refined and the effect was very good. At least the pain was reduced a lot.

"Mother, Ye Sheng deserves to die. If it hadn't been for him this time, I wouldn't have been punished. I must kill him." Ye Qing's eyes were vicious and filled with murderous intent.

Hu Mei said with a cold face: "Kill, kill, kill, you know how to kill, how to kill?"

"That bitch usually stays in his own yard and doesn't interact with others. In addition, after this incident happened, I was called over by the eldest lady and reprimanded severely. If it happens again, this compound will

I completely lost my initiative, and the prince didn't come to see me when he came back this time. It's easy to imagine that he was angry." Hu Mei said irritably.

"Mom, why bother? My son has his own solution." Ye Qing smiled coldly.

"What can you do, please don't do whatever you want." Hu Mei frowned.

"Mom, it will be July 15th soon. The Ghost Festival is here. Ye Sheng will definitely leave the palace and go to worship his bastard mother. Then it will be the best time to take action." Ye Qing smiled coldly.

Hu Mei hesitated and said: "He was beaten by the master and was seriously injured. There is only one week left on July 15th. Can he recover and go out?"

"Mom, please send this ointment to someone and let him apply it. He will definitely be well by then. He is in good health. In addition, the old lady promised him before and allowed him to leave the palace to worship his wretched maid.

Mother, do you think he can't go?" Ye Qing's eyes flashed with coldness, he really hated Ye Sheng and had planned every aspect.

Hu Mei's eyes lit up and he said: "I will take care of this matter. You take good care of your injuries. I will send people to find a few people from the market who have little to do with us. As long as we can kill Ye Sheng, everything will be worth it."

Ye Qing whispered: "Then I'll wait to hear the good news."



The moon was hanging high in the sky, casting a hazy light. In front of Ye Sheng's small courtyard, a flower-like maid came over with a bottle of medicine.

"Are you here, Young Master Twelve?" A voice as clear as an oriole called out.

Ye Sheng frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"Second Mistress heard that the Twelfth Young Master and our Thirteenth Young Master were beaten together today, so she asked the slave to bring ointment and apply it on the wound. It will heal quickly without leaving any scars," the maid said.

Would Hu Mei be so kind?

Ye Sheng didn't believe it at all, he shook his head and said: "Ye Sheng appreciates the second grandma's kindness, but Ye Sheng is a commoner and is not worthy of such good medicine."

"Twelve Young Masters must not say that. You are a concubine, and you are also the son of the master. The Second Mistress is your aunt. This ointment is also superfluous. The Second Mistress said that if the ointment is not enough after being beaten with the military stick,

, it won’t get better within a month.” The maid advised.

When Ye Sheng heard this, he hesitated.

He believes that it won't be better in a month, because now his butt can't move at all, which is very inconvenient. If it doesn't get better in a month, it will be too uncomfortable.

"Ye Sheng is inconvenienced, please bring the medicine in." Ye Sheng thought for a while and said.

Regardless of whether it's a trap or not, there's definitely nothing wrong with this ointment. He needs to get better soon.

As for poisoning the ointment, Ye Sheng felt that the second mistress was not stupid enough to do this. If she was really that stupid, she would not have grown to this extent.

The maid was very obedient and brought the ointment in, and then said: "Young Master Twelve, do you need a slave to wear the medicine?"

Ye Sheng shook his head: "No, go back for me and thank Second Grandma."

"Then please leave." The maid left respectfully, leaving only the bottle of medicine on the table.

Ye Sheng stretched out his hand, his true energy surged, and he photographed objects from the air. He immediately took the medicine in his hand, opened it and smelled it, and there was a fragrant aroma, mixed with dozens of precious medicinal materials.

These medicinal materials are all unusual varieties and must be excellent for making medicine.

"What kind of medicine are sold in this gourd by Ye Qing and her son?" Ye Sheng thought with a frown.

Ye Qing hated him to the core. It was well known that Hu Mei doted on his son. Their mother and son's attitude towards Ye Sheng should be that they wanted to strangle him to death immediately. How could they be so kind as to send him medicine?

"No matter what conspiracy you have, I'll heal the injury first." Ye Sheng applied the ointment to the wound and felt that the pain was relieved a lot.

In this case, Ye Sheng could still sleep for a while. After this day, his body and mind were greatly impacted, and Ye Sheng fell asleep in a daze.

Ye Sheng woke up the next day and was surprised to find that his wound had begun to scar. As long as he did not move violently, the wound would not open.

"This medicine is so good. I will definitely be cured within a week." Ye Sheng said with emotion.

But the more this happened, the more he became afraid of Ye Qing and his son. Biting dogs do not bark, but poisonous snakes hiding in the dark are the most deadly. Various allusions told Ye Sheng that once he let down his guard, the end would be tragic.

But there is nothing wrong with this medicine, so what is the problem?


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