Chapter 42.2 : I'm Very Timid

It really turned out exactly as Qing Bei had said and Yan Su came to the Tranquil Abode personally himself.

The young lady in all white was half crouched within the large swathes of magnificent looking herb beds, her eyes exquisite looking like a painting. Her slender fingers picked off a pale pink flower and brought it under her nose to take a whiff. It must not really smell good as that tiny face then creased up in disdain, looking incredibly adorable.

The gently elegant green robed youth sat upon a wheelchair at the side, reading a book as he occasionally lifted his head up to glance at her. The similar looking countenances of those two were both incomparably exquisite and eye catching, and in this not too large little courtyard, it made for a blissful and warm sight, beautiful as a painting.

Yan Su's heart suddenly softened exceptionally, and he couldn't bear to disturb the peaceful scene, where he just stood there quietly to gaze at them.

"How? Are you able to digest everything you're reading?" Qing Yu saw the lad's serious expression, and she walked over to him from the herb beds. "Medical books are very dry. I learned Medicine because I had no other choice. Why do you want to pick it up?"

Qing Bei raised his head up from the book and gave her a faint smile. "I am thinking, if I am able to learn a little of it to protect myself, at least I do not have to worry about being ambushed with poison."

"Is that why?" Qing Yu nodded, and she patted him on the shoulder smilingly. "That is great. Although it's dry and dull, but you cannot deny that there are many advantages about it. Look at how sought after those medical cultivators are, they have endless treasures, no lack of beauties, and unlimited fame and fortune."

The side of Qing Bei's temple twitched. "I am not interested in all that….."

"That will not do. A person has got to have pursuits in his life. I heard that the Water Edge Kingdom's Ninth Princess is here, and she is about the same age as you. It is said her looks and talents are absolutely top notch, so why don't I go help you see….."

"Sis, I really am not interested alright? She is a regal and revered princess. How could she possibly be interested in me who has no power, no authourity, and unfavoured cripple? Don't go stir up trouble….." Qing Bei interjected, to stop his sister's nonsensical prattle.

Qing Yu snorted derisively. "Is there another person who would debase themselves so completely? Who dares to say my little brother is not good?"

"No, I was just….. Father?" Qing Bei suddenly noticed the man standing not too far away from them, his face highly benevolent, and Qing Bei was a little startled.

Qing Yu raised up an eyebrow and turned herself around, where she then saw Yan Su walking towards them with a smile. She curled up the ends of her lips and asked: "Father, you're here. Is something the matter?"

Towards this father who had neglected them for more than ten years, Qing Yu did not have much feelings towards him, despite the fact that he was trying very hard to make it up to them. Hence, towards Yan Su, she always showed him a gentle but distant demeanor.

Yan Su did not mind what kind of att.i.tude she showed him, even when she addressed him as Father so coldly.

Among so many of his daughters, only Qing Yu called him Father, which just made it even more precious.

This young lady was almost an exact duplicate of Qing Fei, and Yan Su was liking her better the more he looked at her.

"I just came back from the Imperial Palace and popped by to see the two of you along the way." Yan Su's voice was incredibly gentle and his gaze then turned to the lad in his wheelchair. "Are you doing fine Little Bei? The last time when I got the palace's Chief Medical Cultivator Yun Qi to come here to diagnose your condition, he said that there is still hope in restoring the use of your legs. I believe that you will be able to stand up again."

Yan Su's heart was filled with guilt towards Qing Bei. The condition of his legs were caused by the actions of Mo Han Yan but he was unable to punish the d.u.c.h.ess. Having been married as husband and wife for more than twenty years, if he did that, it would definitely chill Mo Han Yan's heart into stone.

Qing Yu had not known about such an incident at all. She had not known that the palace's medical cultivator had come here before?

She glanced at the lad who had a faint smile on his lips. [This kid isn't as simple as he looks! He was actually able to fool a medical cultivator's eyes! Looks like he might indeed possess some gift in Medicine afterall.]

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