"I understand. Keep following Ye Lanshan and capture her if you get the chance." Lu Qinse realized she was being a bit too hasty.
Thinking about it, how could she possibly have caught Ye Lanshan in such a short time? She was someone who could turn defeat into victory even when outmatched.
"Ye Siyu, rest assured, I will avenge you." Lu Qinse recalled the days when she was an ordinary talent, constantly bullied by others.
Back then, no one wanted to play with her, except Ye Siyu, who would help her out and often come to hang out with her.
She remembered Ye Siyu once saying, "You remind me of my sister. She was also mediocre and bullied."
"I envy her, having a sister like you. She probably didn't suffer too much, did she?"
"No, my father won't let me get close to her." A bitter smile crossed Ye Siyu's face. In her heart, she was confused too. She couldn't understand why, as family, they treated Ye Lanshan so differently.
When Ye Lanshan was being bullied, she could only watch from afar because her father told her not to help.
At that time, Lu Qinse guessed the reason Ye Siyu helped her—she just wanted to ease her own guilt by aiding someone in a similar situation to Ye Lanshan.
But what did it matter? Whatever her motives, it still brought warmth to Lu Qinse's world.
For that warmth, she would pay any price.
From then on, she often planted ideas in Ye Siyu's mind about how terrible Ye Lanshan was.
Soon, Ye Siyu grew to dislike Ye Lanshan, while her bond with Lu Qinse deepened.
That was exactly the effect Lu Qinse wanted. She had thought that without Ye Lanshan, she could have all of Ye Siyu's warmth.
But she never expected Ye Lanshan to come back.
Not only did she return, but she also took Ye Siyu's life.
Ye Siyu was the light that had shone into her darkest moments.
The one who had kindled a fire in her ice-cold heart and warmed it.
Others might think Ye Siyu was a vicious person who harmed even her own family, but Lu Qinse knew she hadn't always been like that.
That person who had warmed her heart was now gone forever.
"Ye Lanshan, I'll make you wish you were dead, make you regret killing Ye Siyu." A sinister, chilling voice echoed through the empty hall.
In the small courtyard, Ye Lanshan sneezed violently, a cold chill creeping up her spine.
She had a bad feeling. Lowering her head, she thought carefully—could the Sun family be plotting something again?
After ruling out all possible dangers, she found that only the Sun family seemed most likely to want to harm her lately.
"What's wrong?" Fu Tian noticed her sudden frown and serious expression, thinking something had happened.
"Nothing." Ye Lanshan relaxed her brow and pushed the thoughts aside.
"Stay here for now. It's best not to go out, to avoid being discovered by the Holy Land."
"Alright, I understand." Fu Tian nodded slightly. Even without Ye Lanshan's warning, they wouldn't go out.
After all, they were people the Holy Land would stop at nothing to eliminate. Even in disguise, they might still be recognized. So as long as they stayed indoors, the chances of being found were slim.
"Good. Stay here for now. Once I've dealt with the Ye family matters, I'll come back to discuss how to handle the Holy Land." Ye Lanshan felt a bit irritated thinking about the recent assassination attempts.
Logically, the Ye and Sun families had no conflict, so why did the Sun family keep sending assassins after her?
And what about the Ye family's relationship with the emperor? If the emperor was turning a blind eye to Ye Suzhe because of her father's matter,
then she couldn't believe the emperor didn't know about her being framed. Yet he ignored her persecution while overlooking Ye Suzhe.
Whatever his motives, his actions were strange.
If it was to keep her away from the Holy Land, then what about the poison that sealed her mystical power and covered her face with bumps?
After rescuing her grandfather, she had specifically checked—the poison came from the imperial palace.
Moreover, among the assassins the Sun family sent after her, several groups were from the palace.
But last time the emperor summoned her, his words seemed genuinely concerned for her, and when she asked for medicine for her grandfather, he gave her the rare herbs without hesitation.
Ye Lanshan sighed. "What a hassle!" She had thought that since fate had brought her here, it was an accident.
After all, living anywhere was living. No matter her identity, she could live brilliantly. So she might as well take on this role.
After all, her master might be here too. Finding him here would be perfect.
But she hadn't expected the original owner to be so burdened with troubles—one after another, never-ending.
"What did you say?" Fu Tian hadn't caught her muttering.
"Nothing." After settling them in, Ye Lanshan immediately returned to the Ye residence.
Ye Luotian was pacing anxiously in the Ye family home, muttering, "Why isn't Lanshan back yet? Could she have been captured by the Holy Land? With her incredible artifacts, even if caught, she should be able to escape, right?"
"I'm back." A calm, slightly cool voice reached Ye Luotian's ears. He looked up and saw Ye Lanshan standing before him.
"You're finally back. What took you so long?" Ye Luotian relaxed the tension in his heart now that she was home.
"I went to see an old friend." Ye Lanshan didn't tell Ye Luotian about Fu Tian, worried about eavesdroppers.
"What?" Ye Luotian's voice shot up. "You risked going out for that?"
"Grandfather, you know the Holy Land better than I do. If they wanted to catch me, they would have done it long ago. Why wait until now? I don't understand what you're so worried about."
Ye Lanshan suddenly stared straight at Ye Luotian, her gaze sharp, as if she wouldn't tolerate a single lie.
"I..." Ye Luotian started to explain but seemed to think of something and stopped, only saying, "The Holy Land is too cunning. Better to be cautious."
Ye Lanshan knew she wouldn't get anything out of him, so she let it go and went to the secret chamber to study formations.
She was deeply absorbed in the formation book, forgetting all the chaos of the outside world, completely immersed in the world of the text.
Seeing her so engrossed, Ye Luotian's eyes flickered with complexity. He opened his mouth as if to say something but ultimately remained silent.