Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend

Chapter 1356 - 416: The Weight of Di Shen and Xi Jiuye

Not until Di Shen had "eaten her clean" did Ye Lingyue, cheeks burning and mind dazed, finally part from him.

At most two months, at least half a month—after she returned to Huangquan City and finished selecting those who would take part in the Jiu Provinces Hunting, she would then rendezvous with Di Shen.

Halfway to Huangquan City, Guangzi was puffing his cheeks in anger, sulking off to the side like some resentful housewife.

One look and Ye Lingyue knew this guy was mad.

Guangzi’s hostility toward Di Shen really wasn’t your average level of strong, Ye Lingyue thought with some feeling.

In fact, she had also noticed that Guangzi was very close to her; if it were anyone else, Ye Lingyue might have avoided suspicion, but the strange thing was, when it came to Guangzi, Ye Lingyue just couldn’t bring herself to dislike him.

"Guangzi, want a Vermilion Fruit?"

Seeing Guangzi not saying a word, Ye Lingyue took out a Vermilion Fruit and waved it in front of her eyes.

Guangzi continued to "sulk in silence."

"If you’re not eating it, then I’ll give it to Little Zhiyo."

As Ye Lingyue spoke, she was about to hand the fruit to Little Zhiyo.

Who knew that the moment Guangzi heard that, he immediately turned his face over; with a smack, he snatched the Vermilion Fruit from Little Zhiyo’s claws, stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks puffed out like some civet cat, and after he finished, he even spread his hands, and came out with another line.

"I want more!"

Little Zhiyo was so mad it nearly pounced over to scratch his face to pieces.

Guangzi was a very picky person—whether it was about the "men" getting close to Sister, or about food.

Ye Lingyue had also noticed this point after getting to know Guangzi.

As for the Spirit Fruits and Spiritual Wine Ye Lingyue took out from Hong Meng Heaven, she could really be said to have a particular fondness for those.

What Ye Lingyue didn’t know was that Guangzi was from the Divine Realm, and unlike the average person from the Divine Realm.

Because Ye Lingguang’s mother Yun Sheng was a transmigrator, she had never been keen on the Divine Realm’s way of "not partaking in the food of mortals."

She always emphasized that food is the god of the people, so the Ye Family’s sons and daughters had liked all kinds of delicacies just like the Human Clan ever since they were little.

In the Divine Realm, Guangzi had eaten nothing but fine food and fine wine; once he got to the Human Realm, he almost developed "anorexia." Luckily he found Sister, and only then were his abused stomach and Xin Ling rescued.

Among all the Spirit Fruits in Hong Meng Heaven, Guangzi’s favorite was Vermilion Fruit, because Vermilion Fruit was sweet and tasty, and could also replenish some spiritual power (Divine Power); for Guangzi, who was a Doctor, it was an absolutely excellent thing.

Seeing Guangzi and Little Zhiyo, one person and one beast, each hugging a Vermilion Fruit, gnawing away merrily at the side like they were in some kind of eating contest, "munch munch," Ye Lingyue couldn’t help but smile and shake her head. What a pair of live treasures, big and small.

"Guangzi, there’s something I’ve always wanted to ask you—just who exactly are you?" Taking advantage of Guangzi’s good mood, Ye Lingyue asked casually, as though chatting.

Ye Lingyue’s question nearly choked Guangzi.

He coughed a few times, his handsome face flushing and paling in turns.

"I’m Guangzi, the star performer of the Moonlight Troupe."

"Then what’s with your medical skills and that dream the other day?"

Ye Lingyue slanted a glance at Guangzi.

Still pretending, huh. She had paid attention that day—the "Hidden Weapon" Guangzi used against Hong Mingyue was something even she, who had inherited from the Jade Hand Poison Master, couldn’t dissolve.

"Ling Yue, I really can’t tell you who I am. Maybe one day in the future you’ll find out. But for now, it’s better if you don’t know. Still, rest assured, I don’t have the slightest bit of ill intent toward you."

Seeing he really couldn’t keep hiding it, Guangzi could only answer vaguely.

Afraid that Ye Lingyue wouldn’t believe him, he even made hand gestures to swear.

"If I’m lying to you, may I never have any good—"

Before Guangzi could finish, he was cut off by Ye Lingyue.

She didn’t want to force Guangzi, not even a little.

"Forget it. If you don’t want to say it, then don’t; no need to curse yourself. I just feel like I seem to know you, and have known you for a very, very long time."

Ye Lingyue gave a bitter little smile.

These days, her thoughts had been especially chaotic; it seemed to have started after Guangzi showed up, or perhaps after that dream she’d had when she saw Luo Qixue and the Merfolk King.

"Ling Yue, do you love Di Shen?"

Seeing Ye Lingyue frowning, Guangzi asked in a low voice.

This was a question Guangzi had always wanted to ask, yet had been embarrassed to bring up.

He had been sent to Futu Heaven when he was very young, so his time with Sister had only been a limited ten years.

When Sister fell for Xi Jiuye, he had been in Futu Heaven; all he knew was that his always-sensible Sister had gone off behind their parents’ backs to the desolate Northern Territory for Xi Jiuye.

In the Northern Territory, Sister, together with Xi Jiuye, used the military talent she had inherited from their father to fight side by side with him, wipe out the Barbarian Clan, and expand the borders.

That piece of history had been sealed away by Xi Jiuye for several hundred years because of Sister’s fall.

But Guangzi knew that at that time his Sister must have been dazzling beyond compare.

What kind of feeling was it that made Sister willingly become the woman behind a man.

Guangzi had never loved anyone; aside from his parents and close kin, he treated everyone else the same.

But he knew that back then, Sister had indeed loved Xi Jiuye; otherwise she wouldn’t have left the prosperous Eight Desolates for the Northern Territory.

Sister, whose constitution wasn’t very good, had followed a man away from her homeland to wander in hardship—was that Xi Jiuye then the same as Di Shen now, someone who sat at the very tip of Sister’s heart?

This time, with the Northern Territory snow disaster, Ye Lingguang had, in the true sense, set foot in the Northern Territory and seen that top-grade scumbag Xi Jiuye, the man who had once made Sister abandon everything.

Thinking of Xi Jiuye, Guangzi’s gaze darkened.

Xi Jiuye, you think seizing your people is the cruellest revenge I can take on you?

You’re wrong. That’s only the beginning. Just you wait—on this trip to the Ancient Nine Provinces, I’ll make you regret ever coming to the Human Realm.

"Pfft, Guangzi, how come you suddenly got so serious. Love, that word, you know..." Ye Lingyue saw the solemn look on Guangzi’s face and assumed he was taking it very seriously.

She tilted her head and thought it over carefully.

"Between Di Shen and me, it can’t be summed up with just the word love anymore. He is a part of me. Just like you and the others, my companions, are a part of my life—but he is a part of my soul."

Ye Lingyue pondered, thinking of that deep kiss from Di Shen; she couldn’t help the blush that rose to her cheeks, and the corners of her lips lifted of their own accord.

Those water-bright eyes of hers were like a New Moon reflected in rippling water, shimmering with light.

In that moment, the gentleness in Ye Lingyue’s gaze was enough to make even Guangzi fall for her.

Guangzi couldn’t help but think to himself.

If the part of Sister’s life that contained her memories with Xi Jiuye could be erased—

Then what would happen if a portion of her soul went missing?

Guangzi didn’t dare think any further along that path.

So without realizing it, Di Shen’s place in Sister’s heart had become so weighty that no one else could wedge themselves in.

The difference in weight between Di Shen and Xi Jiuye in Sister’s heart was already plain as day.

It was just that Di Shen was the Demon Ancestor... Thinking of this, Guangzi felt a bitterness in his mouth. In his heart, he silently chanted that he only hoped Sister, in this lifetime, could live safe and sound, never again to suffer hardship.

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