The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 662 - 556 Ying Zijin: The Hershel Family is not to be trifled with? [2 more Chapters]
Chapter 662: 556 Ying Zijin: The Hershel Family is not to be trifled with? [2 more Chapters]
Completely out of control, blood spouted from her mouth.
Dripping and splattering, it fell onto the carpet at the entrance.
It was a shocking sight.
The guard’s face changed dramatically, "Miss!"
Even Mu Heqing hadn’t expected that Meng Qingxue could be stimulated to this extent.
For the first time, he felt somewhat embarrassed, frozen in place, and then subconsciously glanced at Fu Yunshen.
If something happened to Meng Qingxue at the Mu family’s place, it would be the Mu family’s trouble.
But even if the Mu family knew Meng Qingxue was coming, they couldn’t possibly stop her.
No matter how high the status of a family in the Secular World was, it was simply not on the same level as the Ancient Medicine and Ancient Martial World.
The guard was even more anxious, taking out the jade vial he carried with him, "Miss, take your medicine, take your medicine."
It took a lot of effort before he managed to feed a pill to Meng Qingxue.
These medicines were specially refined by the Meng family’s elder for Meng Qingxue,
Meng Qingxue hadn’t treated many patients recently, and there had been no issues for the past two years, so why did she vomit blood today?
"Elder Mu, I feel... unwell," Meng Qingxue barely got the words out, looking down in a sorry state, the sound of coughing unceasing, "cough, cough... Qingxue will take her leave first."
Mu Heqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Mu Cheng."
"Miss Meng, this way," Mu Cheng immediately stepped forward, speaking softly, "The temperature outside is cool, let me drive you to the entrance of the Ancient Medical field."
"Thank you, Mr. Cheng, I..." Meng Qingxue couldn’t continue speaking, her voice choked by sobs, tears streaming down her face.
Mu Cheng was now embarrassed as well.
He didn’t know what to say, so he simply closed his mouth and, along with the guard, helped Meng Qingxue out.
Inside the villa, the atmosphere became slightly tense.
"I wasn’t aware that she would be coming," Mu Heqing sat down on the other side of the sofa, "I really am sorry."
"Elder Mu, you shouldn’t say that," Fu Yunshen finally lazily raised his eyelids, "Why apologize?"
"True," Mu Heqing gave him a glance, "You’re the one who should be apologizing. Look, you made someone spew blood in anger."
"Hmm, sorry, I’m broke recently, can’t help it, I’ll—," Fu Yunshen glanced at the blood-stained carpet, "compensate you with a carpet."
"..."
Mu Heqing was so angry he could smoke, "Off with you, you brat, I really don’t want to see you again, my longevity could be shortened by the anger you cause me."
He could never say anything nice.
"Elder Mu, getting angry is bad for your health," Fu Yunshen stood up, "I’ll take my leave now, and I’ll bring Yaoyao over again on the thirty-first."
Mu Heqing waved his hand, wishing for him to leave quickly.
Fu Yunshen, out of habit, secured the scarf around Ying Zijin and straightened her coat.
Ying Zijin looked thoughtfully into the distance, "She likes you."
"Maybe? At least someone thinks so," Fu Yunshen didn’t care much, "Otherwise, Yaoyao, why do you think that direct lineage descendant of the Meng family who I crippled would provoke me for no reason?"
Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "Because of Meng Qingxue?"
In the younger generation, Meng Qingxue was a genius in Ancient Medicine.
Even with her illness, she had numerous suitors.
She also had several brothers who were very protective of her.
A real greenhouse flower.
"Yeah." Fu Yunshen’s tone was indifferent and cool, "It has nothing to do with me, we are not the same kind of people."
Back then, the belief sustaining him was revenge.
He had always been walking on the edge of life and death, forcing himself to break through limits time after time, to achieve a higher level of cultivation; he had no time to care about other things.
He hadn’t spoken to Meng Qingxue, having only seen her a few times, but indeed, Meng Qingxue had brought him a lot of trouble.
Continuously, people came to pick fights with him.
"As for me, now I have someone I like very much, and she is the only one," Fu Yunshen stroked her head, "Her full name is Ying Zijin, her nickname Yaoyao, and I have evil intentions toward this person, I’m harboring malicious thoughts, just thinking about—"
"How to abduct her back, to have her completely to myself."
"I trust you, and you should have some confidence in yourself," Ying Zijin paused, then raised an eyebrow, "Come to think of it, I used to tell my good friend that I would never marry or have children in this lifetime."
"Hmm?"
"I went back on my word."
Fu Yunshen smiled, "I know, you also like me a lot, at night when you sleep and kick off the blankets, you still hold on to me."
His mood was very cheerful, his voice filled with laughter, "Girlfriend, what would you like to eat tonight?"
"Sweet and sour pork ribs."
"Huh? Not going to have boiled beef slices? I thought you liked spicy food?"
Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, "Let’s have that, too."
She had exerted herself too much today; she could eat as much as she wanted.
Fu Yunshen’s eyelashes fluttered as he chuckled softly, "I’ve raised a little piggy."
No sooner had he said this than he was pinched at the waist.
"Quit it," he caught her hand and laughed again, "I willingly raised only you."
**
After returning to the Meng Family, Meng Qingxue promptly began to run a high fever. She lay in bed with a somewhat unclear consciousness.
When Patriarch Meng heard the news, he rushed over and berated the guards fiercely, "What happened? Why did Qingxue become like this after just one trip outside?!"
"Rep—replying to the Patriarch," the guard knelt on the ground, shivering, "the— the young lady met that Young Master Fu from the Secular World."
He had been following Meng Qingxue and naturally recognized Fu Yunshen.
"Him?" Patriarch Meng was initially taken aback and then incredulous, "Qingxue, don’t tell me you truly have feelings for him?"
Meng Qingxue barely opened her eyes, "Father..."
"What do you like about him?" Patriarch Meng pressed down his anger, "He has neither family background nor connections, and he beat your brother up like that. How can you still not forget him?"
Indeed, Fu Yunshen’s Ancient Martial Talent was terrifying, stronger than those of his peers in the Ancient Martial World.
Only Xie Yu, who hadn’t passed out, could compete with him.
There are even a few Ancient Martial Families trying to recruit him now.
But without a patron in the Ancient Martial World, the chance of survival is slim.
Fu Yunshen is ultimately still not enough for Meng Qingxue.
The more Patriarch Meng thought about it, the angrier he became, "He hurt you like this, I will have someone capture him right away to apologize to you!"
Meng Qingxue was the treasure everyone in the Meng Family doted on, how could she be bullied?
"Father, don’t blame him, I did it willingly, please, don’t go looking for him, can you not make him further away from me?" After pleading these words, Meng Qingxue, lacking the strength, fell into a deep sleep again.
Patriarch Meng stayed silent, his expression grave.
The Great Elder also came upon hearing the news.
After examining Meng Qingxue’s pulse, he sighed deeply, "The shock she received was too severe, even more serious than the blow from ten years ago. What exactly happened?"
Ten years ago, Madam Meng had passed away.
Patriarch Meng pursed his lips, truly not wanting to mention Fu Yunshen’s name.
Because he didn’t want to believe or accept that Fu Yunshen could have such a significant impact on Meng Qingxue.
"Let Qingxue recuperate properly," the Great Elder didn’t say much more and wrote a few prescriptions, "Do not let her leave the house before the Lunar New Year."
The Ancient Martial World and Ancient Medical Field follow ancient customs, placing even greater importance on the New Year.
Patriarch Meng nodded, then spent some more time with Meng Qingxue before going out to attend to affairs.
**
The next day, the live broadcast was short of three students from Norton University.
The program did not specify what happened, only stating there was an issue.
However, the netizens’ digging abilities were extraordinary, and they quickly uncovered the news of Huan’s admission to the Imperial Capital Hospital.
[Mental breakdown???]
[What did he do, how did he suddenly have a breakdown? Wasn’t he hit hard by God Ying?]
[I think he’s quite impressive, after all, he holds dual enrollment at Norton University and the Royal Academy of Arts. At 19, we ordinary people didn’t have such achievements]
[Really, don’t compare with God Ying. She’s not human, universally acknowledged; eventually, even jealousy fades.]
Because the gap in strength is too vast, envy is futile.
Without these three participants, the program continued as usual, and even more viewers tuned in.
Today, they were going to an escape room specially developed by Imperial Capital University, filled with various high-difficulty puzzles.
"Sister, I forgot to tell you," Adele said with a worried expression on the way, "Huan turned out like that. Although I don’t know exactly what happened, the Hershel Family is not to be trifled with, and they will definitely come looking for trouble with you guys."
"Not to be trifiled with?" Ying Zijin’s eyes were indifferent, "Let them come." freewёbnoνel.com
Adele pumped her fists, "Don’t worry, sister, I’ll protect you."
She went to find Wen Tinglan, hopping off cheerfully.
Ying Zijin then checked the viewership of the third season.
Very good.
After the program ends, Chuguang Media could gain another ten billion or so in profits.
**
Meanwhile, at the hospital, the student sitting beside Huan’s bed received a video call from Norton University.
The video showed an old man, with silver hair but looking vigorous.
This was the patriarch of the Hershel Family.
Clearly, the Hershel Family had already learned of the whole incident.
The old man tapped on the table, his gaze sharp and cold, "Wen Tinglan, Ying Zijin, who else?"
