The evil concubine who confuses the world, the spirit master who defies the sky

Chapter 320 Pain

Ye Ze stood at the end of the bed, and the doctor he invited packed up the medicine box, and said to him, "Teacher Ye, this old man is helpless. Even Da Luo Jinxian can't save Young Master Yu from this situation."

The doctor's face was a little ugly.

This person had been dead for several hours, and he asked if he could be saved. Wasn't this deliberately looking for trouble?
Ye Ze's face was a bit haggard, and he was not angry when he heard the doctor's words, so he bowed to him and said, "Thank you doctor, I won't send you away."

The doctor didn't say anything, and walked out with the medicine box on his back.

Ye Ze sat powerlessly by the table, pressing his temple with his right hand.

Yu Jia walked into the room with breakfast, and saw the pale and lifeless man on the bed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Ye, let's have some porridge." Yu Jia walked to the table and put the porridge and some side dishes on the table.

Ye Ze let out an 'hmm' and took a sip of the porridge.

Yu Jia sat down beside Ye Ze, leaned slightly towards Ye Ze's direction.

"Brother Ye, I know you feel uncomfortable, but you must also pay attention to your body, otherwise, or I... we will be worried."

Ye Ze took a deep breath, and said tiredly, "Xiaozhou has been with me since he was a child, and I have always treated him as my younger brother. I have lived and died for more than ten years, but I didn't expect...hey."

Yu Jia handed the porridge to Ye Ze again, and said softly, "Brother Ye, eat some more. Xiao Wu and the others should be back soon, and they will definitely find out who killed Brother Zhou."

Ye Ze nodded, took the porridge and drank it.

Yu Jia watched him finish the porridge and put down the bowl, a triumphant smile flashed in his eyes.

Ye Ze pressed the center of his brows and shook his drowsy head.

"Brother Ye, you are tired, I will help you to rest."

Ye Ze nodded again, and Yu Jia helped Ye Ze out of the room.

After the two left, the lifeless young man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, his black pupils were entwined by extremely light black air, which gradually spread to the whites of his eyes.

Afterwards, the man slowly closed his eyes, returning to the state of a dead body.

……

As the main city of the Beitang family, Beicheng is extremely prosperous. The streets are spacious and can accommodate at least four carriages in parallel. There are many shops on both sides of the street, and there is a constant flow of pedestrians.

At this time, a young man walked slowly at the end of the street.

The young man was slender, dressed in a flamboyant red dress, with a belt of the same color around his waist, making his waist appear slender and flexible. His head was full of black hair and a ponytail was tied high behind his head, and the snow-white hairband was tied on the top of his head, as if shining.

Her skin is fairer than snow, her chin is like jade, her bright red lips seem to have a touch of rouge, and above her straight nose bridge is a pair of peach blossom eyes like autumn waves.

Looking around, I was fascinated.

Time seemed to slow down, as the young man in red walked all the way, countless people stopped and their eyes fell on her, unwilling to leave for a long time.

It wasn't until the people walked away that the quiet street returned to normal, and people talked and guessed who the boy was.

"Who was that boy just now? Why have you never seen him before?"

"It looks so handsome, and its temperament is so outstanding, if you have seen it before, you will definitely not forget it."

"Could it be the son of the Beitang family?"

"Such an amazingly talented person can only be compared with those young masters of the Beitang family."

On the second floor of Longteng Restaurant, a young man who looked to be in his twenties was bent over, leaning his hands on the window lattice, staring with interest at the figure in red who was fading away.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared that he turned his head, his equally beautiful light-colored eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting the face of a young man in a crescent white robe opposite him.

(End of this chapter)