Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend
Chapter 189 - 59: Shameful Obsessions

Chapter 189: Chapter 59: Shameful Obsessions

Three days later, Hong Fang received a response from Killing Hall.

"Ye Huangyu, stricken with a severe illness, has been living in seclusion at Ye Residence. Her daughter, born mentally impaired, did not survive long after birth."

These pieces of information were all obtained through Ye Huangyu’s old servant, Nanny Liu.

Killing Hall, being the foremost underground organization in Daxia, operates with extreme efficiency. Hong Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether it’s Ye Huangyu or that foolish girl, they are Hong Fang’s great worries, especially that idiotic infant. She was a stain on the accomplished and versatile life of Hong Fang.

If possible, Hong Fang would have preferred she never existed.

"Master, are you still concerned about that wretch Ye Huangyu and her vile spawn?" While Hong Fang was lost in thought, a pair of gentle hands reached out and snatched the letter in his hand. Zhuge Rou’s eyes flashed with jealousy upon seeing Ye Huangyu’s name.

"My dear wife, what nonsense are you thinking about? I’m just suspecting that the female assassin who attempted on Crown Prince’s life earlier might be related to Ye Huangyu, so I had people look into them," Hong Fang said, still treating his wife with some wariness.

He smiled and embraced Zhuge Rou, whispering softly to her.

"Her? My Lord, you really underestimate the martial arts of our Heavenly Armor Sect. Ye Huangyu was injured back then. Unless she can find fifth-grade elixir pills, she is a cripple for life. As for that vile brat... hehe, better that she died early, lest she grow up foolish and bring shame upon the Hong Residence." After reading the report from Killing Hall, Zhuge Rou also felt reassured.

She had met Ye Lingyue before and felt that she bore some resemblance to Ye Huangyu. Now it seems she was overthinking it.

That worthless brat had already died long ago.

"Such trivial matters, my wife should not take them to heart. As long as the assassin has not been found, it’s inevitably a problem to explain to the Crown Prince and Noble Princess Consort Luo. By the way, the flower viewing event is coming up in a few days. Is Yuying prepared?" Hong Fang pondered.

He raised two daughters and a son. His youngest daughter, Hong Mingyue, possessed exceptional talent and had already been accepted into a sect.

Hong Yuying, his eldest daughter, was quite attractive, and both Hong Fang and Zhuge Rou were determined to marry her to the Crown Prince.

As for Hong Yulang, he was close to the Crown Prince. When the Crown Prince ascends the throne, Hong Yulang’s career was sure to be prosperous.

Thinking of these, the displeasure brought by Ye Huangyu and the foolish girl earlier gradually dissipated.

"My Lord, rest assured, Noble Princess Consort Luo is very fond of Yuying. The flower viewing event is just a formality. As long as the Empress Dowager nods in agreement, Yuying is certain to be the future Crown Princess Consort," Zhuge Rou said with a sweet smile.

The couple exchanged smiles.

While Hong Fang and his wife were indulging in their grand dreams, on the other side, Ye Lingyue stood in front of a run-down civilian dwelling.

"Sect Leader, this is the home of the peasant woman who was injured by Hong Yulang," Yan Che looked at the house in front of them.

It was a dilapidated house that looked like it could collapse at any moment, and Yan Che’s eyes showed pity.

Even Yan Che felt that that adobe house was simply uninhabitable.

"Yan Che, didn’t you say that Hong Yulang gave her a sum of money after injuring her? Why do they still live in such a place?" Ye Lingyue frowned.

The Xia Capital was the busiest city in Daxia, yet the lives of the poor here are much harder than in other towns.

At that moment, Ye Lingyue heard a strange noise.

She and Yan Che walked into the dilapidated house.

Peering through the drafty window, they saw a little boy crouched on top of a dying woman.

That woman...

Ye Lingyue and Yan Che immediately entered the house.

Startled by the noise, the little boy shrank into a corner.

The woman on the sickbed widened her eyes in panic, emitting a faint whining cry.

"What?" Ye Lingyue lifted the blankets off the woman, only to find her limbs a bloody mess. Upon closer inspection, her tongue had been cut off.

"Master, the child has been poisoned into silence and cannot speak," Yan Che examined the child, his expression exceptionally grave.

The woman’s injuries were severe, and with the delay in treatment, her life was hanging by a thread. With such trauma, even Ye Lingyue was at a loss.

Immediately, Ye Lingyue took the mother and child to the Alchemist Tower to find Master Long Yu.

After strenuous efforts, the lives of the mother and son were saved.

"The person who did this is truly cruel. Had you found them any later, both mother and child would have certainly perished," Master Long Yu, as an alchemist who had seen many patients, had never come across such severe violence towards defenseless women and children.

The woman’s limbs were all broken, and her tongue cut off; even though her life was saved, she could no longer speak. There were no clues to be had from her about who was responsible.

Ye Lingyue could only pin her hopes on the child.

The child, clearly having suffered a great shock, finally took a Detoxification Pill and cleaned up after Ye Lingyue and Yan Che tried various methods.

Seeing the cleaned-up child, Ye Lingyue was taken aback for a moment.

This was a very delicate-looking little boy, no more than five or six years old. Ye Lingyue felt he resembled someone. Upon reflection, the child bore some resemblance to the Sixth Prince, Xiahou Qi.

After taking the Detoxification Pill, the little boy could now speak.

"So many bad people... Mother..." Stuttering, the little boy recounted the events to Ye Lingyue.

The boy’s father had died early, and he had lived with his mother, relying on her needlework they sold in Xia Capital to sustain themselves.

About half a month ago, one day, he and his mother went into town.

By accident, he encountered a carriage on the way. A very handsome big brother alighted from the carriage, gave the boy some candy, and took him onto the carriage.

"Where did that person take you?" The little boy was too young, so Ye Lingyue had to coax and gently lead him to talk.

"That big brother brought me to a very big house. Inside there were delicious things and fun things. And there was another big brother wearing yellow clothes," the little boy’s tender face clouded with terror as he seemingly recalled something horrifying.

"Take your time, did that big brother in yellow clothes do anything to you?" Yan Che patiently soothed the little boy, having a knack for calming children as he was a leader among kids from a young age.

"He took off my clothes, tied me up... and kept touching me..." The little boy said, his face turning red as he burst into tears.

Yan Che’s expression darkened, and he clenched his fists tightly, understanding the ordeal the little boy had endured.

In the Central Plains, some cultists or nobles with specific fetishes would capture very good-looking children and keep them. Those people had a penchant for pedophilia.

Who would have thought that under the bright light of day in Xia Capital, someone would commit such acts.