Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

Chapter 2261 - 648: Xiao Yu’s Meeting (Part 2)

God-Devil Physique... huh?

Knock, knock, knock—the knocking sounded and the door was opened. The Hanyu Sect Leader strode in with long, quick steps.

Xiao Yu unhurriedly put away his phone and stood up from the sofa.

"Master." He greeted calmly.

"You’ve been back for two days and haven’t taken a single step out of this room. What are you planning?" The Hanyu Sect Leader pulled open the curtains, and dazzling sunlight poured in. He stood before the windowsill, head lowered as he toyed with the lush flowers and plants. "Do you have any leads on Gu Yelin’s identity?"

Xiao Yu’s heart skipped a beat, but he replied without showing anything on his face, "Yes. If my guess is correct, he should be a God-Devil Physique. I just wasn’t sure, so I didn’t tell Master."

"Mm. His identity is excellent and very advantageous to us." The old man picked up the scissors at his side and carefully trimmed the split branches and leaves. "An Yiqing must return to Hanyu Sect, and the An Family must also come back. If Gu Yelin is a God-Devil Physique, then the Gu Family will inevitably abandon him under public pressure. By then, he’ll have no capital to compete with you. Yu’er, you must marry An Yiqing back!"

Xiao Yu nodded. "Disciple understands."

"As long as you understand. Start taking action on An Yiqing’s side. I don’t believe that without the Gu Family to rely on, she can stir up any kind of storm!" The old man fixed his gaze on a newly-bloomed white peony; its petals were tender and translucent, brimming with vitality under the sunlight.

"If she refuses, then spread Gu Yelin’s identity. I want to see how long they can hold out."

With a crisp "snap", the cold scissors mercilessly sheared off the stem, and the peony in full bloom fell onto the sill. After the Hanyu Sect Leader left, Xiao Yu slowly walked up to the windowsill and picked up the peony that had been cut off.

"I really have to marry her back?"

He narrowed his eyes, a cold light flickering in his dark pupils. With a hard squeeze of his large hand, the delicate petals were crushed and scattered across the floor, devoid of all life.

Xuandu City, small villa.

Ever since returning from Country Bai, An Yiqing had been hiding in the Ancient Space, studying Nuan Yin. According to Little Green, Nuan Yin, like him, possessed a Spiritual Root.

Looking at the little grass before her that was glowing yellow, An Yiqing raised a brow. This little guy had been staying here these days, quiet as a mouse, as if determined to hold out to the bitter end.

"I need your sap to refine Tribulation Pills. If you agree, move a little."

The little fellow stayed still, like a corpse.

An Yiqing reached a hand out to Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei cleverly handed her two plump, white Thousand-Year Ginsengs.

"I have a lot of nourishing medicinal herbs here. If you’re willing to follow me, you can eat these things as you like."

The little fellow’s light sphere flickered, seemingly a bit tempted.

"There’s also a Spirit Spring behind the house, a sacred object for nourishment. If you follow me, you can drink it whenever you want." An Yiqing sounded like she was coaxing a shy little wife.

The little fellow’s light sphere shook twice more, as if thinking this place wasn’t bad either.

An Yiqing’s eyes curved in a smile. She reached out and picked up a little girl in red with braided pigtails. "This is Vermilion Bird; she can breathe fire. If you follow me, I’ll have her breathe fire every day to keep you warm."

Fatty Mao Er, who had turned into a little girl, rolled her eyes. The dignified divine flames of the Vermilion Bird were actually being used just to keep something warm?

This time, the little fellow couldn’t stay calm. It was born fond of heat and loved high-temperature places most. Vermilion Bird, wow! The temperature of divine fire was much stronger than some volcano!

With a flutter, it stood up and broke off a leaf, offering it to An Yiqing.

"You agree?" An Yiqing asked.

The little fellow seemed a bit shy, but still nodded.

"Then I’ll call you Little Warm from now on!" An Yiqing’s eyes curved in delight.

The little fellow froze for a moment, then nodded, seemingly quite satisfied with this name.

With Nuan Yin’s leaf in hand, An Yiqing didn’t wait any longer. She turned and entered the bamboo house to start refining the Tribulation Pills.

Tribulation Pills were not easy to refine. Although she now had the most crucial ingredient, the refining process required an ample supply of Inner Breath. An Yiqing stayed in the space for a full month, ruining five batches of Tribulation Pills in a row. Only on the sixth try did she finally succeed!

Looking at the three plump, white Tribulation Pills in the Medicine Cauldron, An Yiqing’s face lit up with joy. She hadn’t expected to refine three at once; now even her own tribulation was nothing to fear.

Carefully placing the Tribulation Pills into a small box, An Yiqing turned and left the Ancient Space.

Just as she stepped out of the bedroom, she saw Zhang Yufeng standing at the door, his expression seemingly a bit heavy.

"What is it?"

"Miss!" As soon as he saw An Yiqing come out, Zhang Yufeng hurriedly came up to her. "Xiao Yu is here."

"Hm?" An Yiqing’s willow brows arched, a chill glint flashing through her eyes. "When did he arrive?"