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Chapter 345: Openly Poaching (4)_1

Chapter 345: Chapter 345: Openly Poaching (4)_1

"Yunheng, you’re still not healed; you can’t get up," Feng Simei knew Dugu Yunheng disliked these dirty things, but for the sake of his injuries, he had to absorb all of it.

Dugu Yunheng was also aware that his injuries were very severe this time and obediently sat in the tub, his face looking sourly at Dugu Qianye. He didn’t know which junior this was, who didn’t take him seriously. But little did he know that when Dugu Qianye saw him, the image of him furiously ordering the death of her and her mother flashed through her mind. Little Qianye might not understand, but her memory was excellent, and she still remembered the scene from when she was three.

The absorption of the medicinal power was quite fast; in about an hour, the water had cleared up. Though Dugu Qianye did not like Dugu Yunheng, she watched over him throughout the whole process and adjusted him in time whenever he had an adverse reaction. She didn’t tell them that if he rejected the medication, he would never fully recover and would be left with permanent aftereffects.

Luckily, no serious problems arose in the end, and the two discomforts he felt were all eased by Dugu Qianye. Because he was still weak, Dugu Yilan carried him back to the bed, and Feng Simei brought a pillow for him to lean against the wall.

"What are your plans going forward?" Dugu Qianye asked, almost ready, as she took out her pots and pans and began to cook something in the cave while inquiring about their plans.

"What plans?" Feng Simei was so happy to see Dugu Yunheng waking up that she hadn’t thought about what to do next.

Dugu Qianye tossed several herbs into the pot to cook. Soon, a scent of medicinal herbs wafted through the cave. "Do you plan to show up before others like this, or keep the matter of his awakening a secret? Considering the incident with the Qi Xiang poison, they seem to have a scheme."

Having managed the Dugu Clan for thirty years, Feng Simei had certainly thought of these things. This made Dugu Yilan also fall silent.

"You were poisoned? Who did it? What happened while I was unconscious?" When Dugu Yunheng heard Feng Simei was poisoned, he asked.

While Dugu Qianye was cooking, Feng Simei recounted the events of the past thirty years to the family, incidentally also filling in Dugu Qianye. Aside from a slight pause when mentioning Dugu Yixuan and Mo Qiushui being suppressed, she had no other reaction.

"I was unconscious for thirty years?" Dugu Yunheng asked in surprise. It had felt like only the length of a dream to him, and he hadn’t realized so much time had passed. The more he heard about the second, third, fourth, and fifth branches’ current thoughts, the angrier he became. He had only been unconscious for thirty years, and now they were clamoring for a split? And when he learned that the Qi Xiang poison was the work of the second and fourth branches combined, he was green with rage.

Dugu Qianye ladled some of the ready porridge into a bowl and handed it to Dugu Yunheng, saying coldly, "You haven’t eaten anything for thirty years, start with some medicinal porridge to warm your stomach." After speaking, she didn’t wait for Dugu Yunheng’s reaction and placed the bowl in Feng Simei’s hands.

Initially, Dugu Yunheng, repelled by the smell of the medicine, didn’t want to eat, but seeing that Feng Simei was personally feeding him, he frowned and ate.

"So bitter," Dugu Yunheng said. The taste was not very pleasant, but once swallowed, it warmed him from the stomach down to the soles of his feet.

Seeing that Dugu Yunheng was willing to eat, Dugu Qianye added two more herbs to the pot, cooked it for a while longer, and served a bowl to Feng Simei. "This is for you. Your body is severely depleted, and you’ve had a tiring day today. Have some medicinal porridge to replenish your strength."

Seeing Dugu Qianye’s completely different attitudes toward him and Feng Simei, Dugu Yunheng asked displeasingly, "Who exactly are you?"

"..." Dugu Qianye rolled her eyes at him, too lazy to bother with him.

Feng Sanmei took a sip of the porridge, which had a unique flavor. Though there was a taste of medicine, it wasn’t hard to swallow. After drinking it, there was a warm and comfortable feeling in her stomach. Hearing Dugu Yunheng’s sarcastic remark, she chuckled and said, "That’s Xiao Wu’s child, Qianye."

"Xiao Wu’s child? Wasn’t she unable to cultivate? How did she come to the Yuling Continent?" Dugu Yunheng asked in surprise. Thinking about how he had once acted in anger and ordered the death of her and her mother, it was no wonder she was giving him the cold shoulder now.

"How I came here is none of the Dugu Family Head’s concern," Dugu Qianye said coldly, her expression growing even stonier after hearing Dugu Yunheng’s words.

"What Dugu Family Head? You should be calling him great-grandfather or great-grandpa," Feng Sanmei corrected Dugu Qianye when she heard how she addressed Dugu Yunheng.

"I’m a worthless person who can’t cultivate, calling him great-grandpa might just get me slapped to death by him this time. I haven’t lived enough yet!" Dugu Qianye didn’t even cast a glance at Dugu Yunheng.

"Nonsense, how could your great-grandpa not acknowledge you? From now on, you call him great-grandpa, and call me great-grandma; don’t bother about the others. If he doesn’t acknowledge you, then I won’t acknowledge him either!" Feng Sanmei said, trying to coax her, knowing that Dugu Qianye was still angry with Dugu Yunheng.

Dugu Yilan, who was standing by, suddenly burst into laughter and received glares from both Dugu Yunheng and Feng Sanmei.

Dugu Qianye was amused by Feng Sanmei’s words. They hardly seemed like something a person of her age would say! In fact, seeing how badly he had been injured for the sake of her father and the thirty years he had spent unconscious, her resentment towards him had lessened. She couldn’t expect the head of such a large clan to wish for things like an ordinary person. But there was still some anger in her heart, so when she was cooking the porridge, she added a particularly bitter but nourishing medicinal ingredient and then later added herbs that would neutralize the bitterness.

"Still holding grudges after so many years!" Dugu Yunheng said sternly.

"Of course, I hold grudges. Because of you people, I am now an orphan, and to this day, I still can’t be reunited with my family," Dugu Qianye said.

"Your great-grandpa knows his mistake, he’s old now, please forgive him," Feng Sanmei pleaded.

Dugu Yilan approached Dugu Qianye and said, "I can vouch for that, upon returning back then, Grandpa regretted not bringing you and your mother here. By the time he decided to send someone for you, the Divine Temple’s people had already arrived. Grandpa fought a fierce battle to keep your father from being handed over and was injured and fell into a coma. When Grandma found out your mother had been captured by the Divine Temple, she tried her best to rescue her, but other forces intervened, and so... For these years, we’ve been searching for a way to heal Grandpa, which is why we delayed going to find you."

Upon hearing Dugu Yilan reveal his feelings from those days, Dugu Yunheng glared at him: "There’s no need to talk about these things."

Dugu Yilan chuckled, Grandpa is just too proud to admit his suffering!

"Alright, Qianye, don’t be angry anymore. You know the situation of the clan now; what do you think we should do next?" Feng Sanmei knew the temperaments of both parties and deliberately changed the subject.

"Baili Xie hasn’t come yet, so he’s still unconscious. You don’t know you’re under the influence of an unusual fragrance. You’ll get sleepy when it’s time to get sleepy," Dugu Qianye shrugged, deciding not to keep her anger with Dugu Yunheng.