Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend

Chapter 520: Chapter 390: Feng Xun’s Illness

Seeing Ye Lingyue easily shatter two basic-level Pill Puppets into fragments, Noble Princess Consort Luo’s face turned deathly pale, and she was too scared to utter a word.

She hadn’t expected Ye Lingyue to conceal such a powerful weapon as the Nirvana Cannon.

”That’s Hong’er’s Nirvana Cannon, you wretch!” Noble Princess Consort Luo, both hateful and anxious, watched as Ye Lingyue approached step by step, she backed away in fright, instinctively reaching into her bosom.

But Ye Lingyue was quick and alert, with a flicker of her Divine Sense, the Corrosive Soul Chain wrapped around Noble Princess Consort Luo like parasitic maggots, binding her tightly.

”Speaking of which, you’ve reminded me of something, Noble Princess Consort Luo, how did you know that I killed Xia Houhong?”

Ye Lingyue raised her eyebrow, closing the distance with every step.

Strictly speaking, Xia Houhong wasn’t killed by her; she merely watched from the sidelines as Xia Houhong died.

At that time, only she, Jin Wu Old Monster, and others were present; other than her mother and Nie Fengxing, no one else should have known.

”You little wretch, if you’re going to kill me then kill me, I will never reveal the secrets of the Dan Palace even in death.” Noble Princess Consort Luo was at a dead end, today she went against Chen Hongru’s wish and entered the Xingxiu Cave without permission; even if she were to leave smoothly, Chen Hongru would surely punish her.

Moreover, she had lost two pill puppets and revealed the important secret that the Dan Palace possessed pill puppets.

”Heh~ Hard-mouthed, aren’t you? I always have ways to make you talk.” Ye Lingyue was calm and composed, her hand flicked over a certain acupoint on Noble Princess Consort Luo in a flash.

That technique was clearly the Ghost Language from the Ghost Sect Thirteen Needles.

After being hit by the Ghost Language, every time Ye Lingyue asked a question, Noble Princess Consort Luo honestly answered.

After some questioning, Ye Lingyue came to know that Noble Princess Consort Luo was actually one of Chen Hongru’s female disciples, and in fact, she was also Xue Pianran’s senior.

Years ago, she caught Chen Hongru’s attention and became pregnant.

Chen Hongru, a man of great ambition, secretly arranged for Noble Princess Consort Luo, who was then two months pregnant, to have an encounter with Emperor Xia.

After Emperor Xia took her into the palace, with Chen Hongru’s secret assistance, Noble Princess Consort Luo climbed from a mere noble girl to the position of Noble Princess Consort.

”You little wretch, what exactly have you done to me?” Noble Princess Consort Luo was in agonizing pain.

She was resolved to die and determined not to disclose any secrets of the Dan Palace.

But whatever Ye Lingyue did to her, whenever she was asked a question, her tongue and brain would not obey her, honestly answering.

As she spoke more, Noble Princess Consort Luo grew increasingly fearful.

After exhausting all questions, Noble Princess Consort Luo’s face was ashen.

Finally, she revealed all the secrets of the Dan Palace.

”It seems there’s nothing more to ask. Luo Wan, how can I get out of this damned place?” A cold light flashed across Ye Lingyue’s eyes.

Though Noble Princess Consort Luo had shared many things, she was merely Chen Hongru’s woman.

Chen Hongru was a man of profound scheming; he didn’t truly care about Noble Princess Consort Luo, and she didn’t know the real secrets of the Dan Palace; she didn’t even know how the pill puppets were refined.

Keeping her was of no more use.

”I still have a Jade Carving on me; as long as you have it, it can take you inside any one of the caves within Cave No.3, but it can only be used two more times.” This Jade Carving on Noble Princess Consort Luo was also given by Xue Pianran.

Ye Lingyue felt it; indeed, there was a Jade Carving, but there were no inscriptions on it.

”Please, spare my life.” Seeing Ye Lingyue about to use the Jade Carving, Noble Princess Consort Luo begged for her life.

”Even if I let you go, Xue Pianran and Chen Hongru won’t let you off.” Ye Lingyue shrugged, the Corrosive Soul Chain suddenly coiled around her neck, preparing to finish Noble Princess Consort Luo.

”No... I can tell you, tell you the secret of Prince Feng, you know his Cold Syndrome is not that simple, in fact, Prince Feng’s Cold Syndrome can be completely cured.” The body of Noble Princess Consort Luo, crushed by the Corrosive Soul Chain, made squeaking noises, and just when she was about to die, she suddenly remembered something—like grasping at a lifeline, Noble Princess Consort Luo bet all her chances to survive on this.

Noble Princess Consort Luo was betting that Ye Lingyue would spare her.

She knew that Ye Lingyue and Feng Xun had an unusual relationship.

Otherwise, someone as ruthless as Xue Pianran would not make a covert move.

In the world, how many women can truly reject a man like Feng Xun?

Xue Pianran cannot, nor can Ye Lingyue.

The secret of Feng Xun?

Ye Lingyue’s expression subtly changed.

Noble Princess Consort Luo, who was pricked by the Ghost Language Needle, could not lie.

The Corrosive Soul Chain loosened slightly, allowing Noble Princess Consort Luo to breathe again.

She gasped heavily a few times.

”What exactly is the problem with Feng Xun’s disease? If you answer well, I might consider sparing your life,” Ye Lingyue said indifferently.

”I heard from Master Hong Ru that Prince Feng’s Cold Syndrome is not that simple, it seems to be related to Emperor Beiqing,” Noble Princess Consort Luo said, desperate to save her life and thus spilling everything she knew.

”Emperor Beiqing, wasn’t he always the one who favored Feng Xun the most?”

The more Ye Lingyue heard, the stranger it seemed.

”It’s true he favored him, no one loved Prince Feng more than Emperor Beiqing did, that even went beyond regular affection, even his own children might not receive such love,” Noble Princess Consort Luo coughed a few times.

”You just need to tell me, what exactly is the relation of the Cold Syndrome to Emperor Beiqing,” Ye Lingyue said, getting a bit impatient.

She wasn’t interested in the state affairs of Beiqing.

All she cared about was Feng Xun.

Ye Lingyue had been transported here by the Jade Carving for some time now.

She wondered how things were in Cave No.4.

She didn’t know if Hong Mingyue and Luo Song would make a move against Feng Xun and others; at this moment, Ye Lingyue had no interest in hearing Noble Princess Consort Luo’s perplexing words.

”All I know is that many years ago, the Palace Master had a way to completely cure the Cold Syndrome, but at the last moment, Emperor Beiqing stopped Master Hong Ru. I only heard about this incident by chance when Master Hong Ru mentioned it. I’ve told you everything, can you let me go now?” Noble Princess Consort Luo knew only that much.

”I can certainly let you go, but I never planned to take you with me,” Ye Lingyue looked at Noble Princess Consort Luo, deducing she had said everything she knew.

She coldly smiled, her spiritual power swiftly pouring into the Jade Carving in her hand.

”No! You can’t leave me here alone!” Noble Princess Consort Luo screamed tragically, lunging towards Ye Lingyue, but Ye Lingyue’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

Silence filled the area, and Noble Princess Consort Luo, like a puddle of mud, collapsed to the ground.

She could no longer leave this place.

With complex emotions, Ye Lingyue returned to Cave No.4.

The moment she appeared, Lan Cai’er and others, who had been anxiously waiting in the stone chamber, jumped up.

”Thank heavens, Ling Yue, you finally came back!”

After hearing Little Wuya translate Little Zhiyo’s words, Lan Cai’er was extremely anxious, fearing Ye Lingyue would fall victim to Noble Princess Consort Luo’s venom.

Seeing Lan Cai’er and the others unharmed, Ye Lingyue felt relieved, but on closer inspection, both Feng Xun and Sword Slave were missing, and so were Hong Mingyue and the others.

”Where are Feng Xun and Sword Slave?”

”They went to Cave No.3.”

Ye Lingyue had not expected that Feng Xun and Sword Slave would venture into Cave No.3 by themselves.

How could Feng Xun break the prohibition on the Jade Carving?

Recalling the words of Noble Princess Consort Luo before her death, Ye Lingyue’s eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Feng Xun’s Cold Syndrome was not as simple as she imagined; it was even related to Emperor Beiqing.