Chapter 22

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The child’s father

Ye Xiudu raised his head in surprise, noticing her eyes staring at the Jade Pendant over the coach, her dilated pupils were now hidden under half-lidded eyes. Extending a hand, he took the jade pendant into his palms.

Yu Qingluo suddenly returned to her senses, slowly stepping to the side and whispering: “That jade pendant seems to be quite an exquisite one.”

“It has nothing to do with you.” Ye Xiudu sneered, almost as if he was avoiding bringing up the topic. The hand holding the pendant tightened around it, to the point that Yu Qingluo wouldn’t be surprised if it cracked into pieces in his palm.

She silently turned her head, praying in her mind and hoping that the events that occurred in the past weren’t like what she was thinking. Otherwise, she would have the urge to kill a certain someone for real this time.

Afterwards, none of the two opened their mouths to utter a word again. Yu Qingluo was pretending to ponder about something in her mind and Ye Xiudu seemed a bit overcast due to the jade pendant he held.

It wasn’t until Shen Ying came back with the items prepared that the silence between the two of them was broken.

Probably because of sensing the weird atmosphere in the room, Shen Ying raised his head to look at both of them. But he did not dare say a word. He couldn’t afford to offend either side and could only obediently give a hand to Yu Qingluo, observing her start to take a bunch of weird items out of her bag.

The room was completely quiet. Only when Shen Ying saw Yu Qingluo starting to pass a thread through a needle, that his eyes widened and he couldn’t hold himself back anymore as he asked: “Miss Yu, what are you going to do?”

Without receiving an answer, Shen Ying could only helplessly scratch his nose bridge in embarrassment and turning his sight to his master instead. Seeing that he was laying with his eyes closed, letting Miss Yu do whatever she wished to, he could only suppress his curiosity and watch it all unfold silently.

But following that, Yu Qingluo started to pierce the Lord’s skin with the needle… without a single shred of hesitation.

Shen Ying took a deep breath, feeling all the hairs on his body stand up: “Yu, Yu… Miss Yu… you…”

“Quiet.” She snorted at him. Her hands were quickly moving up and down on Ye Xiudu’s wound as if she was sewing a piece of clothing and not human flesh, making the lookouts dazed at the sight.

Shen Ying dared not speak much, fearing that he might disrupt her attention from the process and end up killing his Lord. But inside his heart, he felt extremely shocked by the sight. He was a well-informed person and had seen multiple doctors treating blade wounds, but never one who would sew a human’s skin in this manner. Even the Imperial Doctors had never used such a method of treatment.

But, seeing that her speed was very fast it was obvious that it was not her first time doing so. Just what kind of background did this woman actually have?

After finishing the last stitch, the deep wound was finally completely sutured. Yu Qingluo straightened herself with a blank look on her face, glancing at Ye Xiudu for a moment and then tightly pursing her lips.

She had deliberately avoided using anaesthetics on him, but from the beginning to the end of the process the man didn’t utter a single complaint, not even a ‘hun’ in pain. His muscles didn’t even tight in reflex to the pain of the stitching, and that made the process overall much smoother.

He could really bear a lot of pain.

Yu Qingluo felt a lot of admiration towards him, but at the same time understood something even more important – he was not a person she should mess with. If that jade pendant truly belonged to him, then it would be best for her to stay as far away from him as she could.

“Ok.” Yu Qingluo wiped her hands, put all the tools inside a small basin and then handed a porcelain bottle to Shen Ying, saying: “This is a medicine for him, he has to take one in the morning and another in the evening, don’t forget it. I’m a little tired so I’ll be retiring to my room first.”

Shen Ying took the bottle with a blank look on his face. When he finally looked up he saw Yu Qingluo leaving the room taking the small basin with her. After looking at her back disappearing for a bit, he muttered: “Why do I feel that she looks hurried as if she’s being chased by someone?”

Ye Xiudu didn’t speak, he felt a painful sensation spreading through the place where the wound was. Although he was able to bear such pain, the whole suturing process made him extremely exhausted. With Shen Ying present, his guard could finally be put down, and after a bit, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The Bamboo Garden was a bit far from the Solitary Pavilion. As soon as Yu Qingluo entered her room, she sat down with her lips pressed together, taking out a jade pendant from her clothes.

It was a semi-circular jade pendant, with a groove right in the middle of its surface. The patterns were very exquisite and the carvings very vivid and realistic, making it seem as if there was a real small person on its surface.

And this jade pendant had appeared on her body 6 years ago, no. It wasn’t on her, but on the original owner of this body.

Ge Momo had told her about the day when Yu Qingluo suddenly disappeared from the Yu Household in the evening and didn’t come back until dawn broke. However, when she returned, she was reduced to a sorry state, with her clothes dishevelled and her inner clothes stained in blood, her face ghastly pale.

Ge Momo was an experienced person; she could understand what transpired after a single glance. But, although pained inside, she still prudently concealed the whole matter (TL: Concealed from the Yu Family). Still, she couldn’t have predicted that after that night, Yu Qingluo would become pregnant.

After coming back that day, as a reminder of that evening, besides the pain in her body, there was a new jade pendant. A jade pendant that seemed to be broken into two parts.

Yu Qingluo knew that this was something from her child’s biological father.

But now, when she saw the other half of the jade pendant in Ye Xiudu’s body and seemingly as it belonged to him. Then Nannan should…

Yu Qingluo’s breathing became strained. And she scowled deeply. She thought that since Yu Zuolin hated her so much, he would have found a degenerate or someone with an unknown identity to humiliate her. Under no circumstances, she would have ever imagined that the man from that evening would be a man like Ye Xiudu. A man like that…

She got up from the chair abruptly, feeling extremely uncomfortable inside. Now, thinking that Nannan was somewhere inside of this residence, so close to Ye Xiudu made her scalp tingle.

No, Ye Xiudu couldn’t be allowed to know. She must find a way to communicate with Nannan so they can leave this place as soon as possible.

Oh, and that! As far as she cared, she would hate to leave without getting her hands on those 15 million taels.

Rubbing her forehead, she bent her body to pull up a small porcelain bottle from her bag. Releasing the small scorpion from inside she sprinkled a bit of red powder on its back, signalling to Nannan that the situation was dangerous, and they should escape. Once the little guy saw it, he would know what to do.

The scorpion swiftly moved out of the room, entering a crack in the stones outside and disappearing from view.

However, once the scorpion left the Jade Bamboo Garden it turned towards the main door of the residence following the direction from which Yu Qingluo initially came in from before.

On the street, the pedestrians were on and about, mixed with the flow of people one could hear the voices of the peddler selling their products. Amidst the liveliness of the streets, no one noticed the small scorpion cautiously moving around in the corners.

Compared to other bigger animals, such as the black panther, that small scorpion seemed harmless and negligible.

When the black panther passed by the streets, everyone who saw it unconsciously stepped to the side, allowing it to move smoothly. While staring in horror at… the panther and the one riding it.

Translated by C, The Apostle of Coffee

Edited by NoveLeo, Life is a Drama