Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend
Chapter 191 - 61 The Ghost Language of Ghost Sect Thirteen Needles

Chapter 191: Chapter 61 The Ghost Language of Ghost Sect Thirteen Needles

"Sisters, come and see, some people really have no shame, daring to attend Noble Princess Consort Luo’s flower viewing party without an invitation." Nangong Qinglin said with disdain.

"Lady Nangong, your face has healed, congratulations indeed." Ye Lingyue tugged at the corner of her mouth, her words laced with sarcasm.

"You wretched woman, don’t think I’m unaware. You must have used some underhanded tactics to curry favor with Master Long Yu and take him as your master. Then you enchanted his Youthful Elixir and tampered with it." Nangong Qinglin, having used Master Long Yu’s "specialized" Youthful Elixir at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet, almost had her face ruined and was even punished by the Empress Dowager with three months of confinement.

It was only later that she found out, that damned Ye Lingyue had actually become a disciple of Master Long Yu.

Combining this with the incident of Lady Lan’s Youthful Elixir at the palace banquet, Nangong Qinglin instantly realized that everything was Ye Lingyue’s doing.

Upon hearing that Ye Lingyue was actually a disciple of Master Long Yu, the ladies who had looked down on Ye Lingyue previously all cast side glances.

Master Long Yu’s Youthful Elixir was renowned throughout Xia Capital.

Master Long Yu also had a very strange temperament. Other than the Empress Dowager, it was difficult for the ladies of other residences to get any Youthful Elixir.

If one could get on good terms with Master Long Yu’s disciple and buy Elixir Pills, it would definitely be more convenient.

What woman doesn’t love beauty? With this thought, the noble ladies who had originally planned to ostracize Ye Lingyue together decided instantaneously not to interfere in the matter between Ye Lingyue and Nangong Qinglin.

"Nangong Qinglin, do not make reckless accusations, what evidence do you have that Ling Yue tampered with the Youthful Elixir?" Feng Xue saw several people ganging up against Ye Lingyue and was very dissatisfied, arguing with Nangong Qinglin.

"Qinglin, why bother saying so much nonsense to them? Noble Princess Consort Luo did not invite her at all, her uninvited presence is a great disrespect to the Princess Consort. Let us join together and drive her out." Hong Yuying and Nangong Qinglin exchanged meaningful glances.

Hong Yuying signaled to entangle Ye Lingyue, while Nangong Qinglin took the opportunity to push Ye Lingyue towards the lake.

Ye Lingyue, seeing the two women exchange glances, her eyes filled with amused meaning.

Conspire against her?

They were not yet qualified.

Hong Yuying made her move, appearing abruptly in front of Ye Lingyue.

Both hands clenched into fists, arms swinging, like two tricky snake shadows, generating a powerful surge of Primordial Power, and with a shake of her arms, attacked Ye Lingyue, executing the Seventh Rank Martial Arts, Snake-shaped Hand, from the Hong Residence.

That Snake-shaped Hand, honed by Hong Yuying to a proficiency of seventy to eighty percent, was tricky and venomous. With a "hiss", she hooked onto one of Ye Lingyue’s sleeves, gave a fling, and Ye Lingyue’s sleeve was torn off.

Considering herself an Innate Expert, Hong Yuying did not regard Ye Lingyue, a Postnatal Martial Artist, as a threat. Her moves were cunning, but she did not go for the kill—evidently intended to humiliate Ye Lingyue.

How could Ye Lingyue not be aware? She feigned a look of panic.

"Wait, I have a Palace Entry Token bestowed by the Empress Dowager." As she was about to take out the Token, hearing of the Token, Hong Yuying’s figure stalled, and Nangong Qinglin, who was about to make a move, also abruptly stopped.

Both women inwardly gasped, could it be that Ye Lingyue really had won the Empress Dowager’s favor and received a Palace Entry Token.

In the moment of Hong Yuying’s hesitation, Ye Lingyue suddenly cried out, "Ouch!"

"Nangong Qinglin, why did you push me?!"

Before Hong Yuying could realize what was happening, she felt Ye Lingyue lunge towards her. Unprepared, she was dragged by Ye Lingyue, and both of them tumbled into the lakeside.

The spectators had yet to make sense of the situation when they saw both Ye Lingyue and Hong Yuying fall into the water.

Nangong Qinglin stood by the lakeside, her face filled with terror. Ye Lingyue’s cry made it seem as if Nangong Qinglin had pushed both her and Hong Yuying into the water.

"Everyone, quickly save them!" Feng Xue called for help from the shore.

After Hong Yuying fell into the water, she was both annoyed and angry. She was fairly good at swimming, but after Ye Lingyue pretended to be asleep, she tightly grabbed onto her arm and refused to let go, causing Hong Yuying to swallow several mouthfuls of water.

"Ye Lingyue, let go!"

Hong Yuying cursed, but Ye Lingyue seemed panicked.

"Lady Hong, I can’t swim, save me!"

Saying this, Ye Lingyue wrapped one arm around Hong Yuying’s neck, while using the other hand to press Hong Yuying’s head under the water. Hong Yuying tried to call for help, but the water was already gulping down her throat.

Taking advantage of the moment Hong Yuying choked on the water, Ye Lingyue swiftly pulled out a Dragon Saliva Needle and pricked the base of her ear.

It wasn’t until Hong Yuying had a belly full of water and Feng Xue and the others had found a bamboo pole that Ye Lingyue and Hong Yuying finally struggled and climbed up.

When Hong Yuying was rescued, her legs were stiff, and her face was twisted, far from the carefully made-up appearance she had earlier.

"Ye Lingyue, you lowly wretch, you obviously wanted to kill me!" After spitting out a few mouthfuls of water, Hong Yuying pointed at Ye Lingyue and cursed vehemently.

"Lady Hong, how can you blame me? I was also pushed into the water by Lady Nangong. She took advantage of our fight and pushed us into the water. If anyone’s to blame, it should be Lady Nangong. I bet she did it on purpose to become the Crown Princess Consort," Ye Lingyue said with an aggrieved look.

"Ye Lingyue, you’re talking nonsense! It was you who pushed Yuying," Nangong Qinglin panicked, as she hadn’t moved a muscle just now.

However, when Nangong Qinglin said this, who would believe her? Only a fool would be foolish enough to push someone only to fall into the water themselves.

"Nangong Qinglin, it pains me to have always considered you a good sister, and yet you dare to frame me," Hong Yuying said with her face flushed with rage, challenging Nangong Qinglin.

"Yuying, listen to me explain, I didn’t..." Nangong Qinglin’s explanations became more confused the more she tried.

"You shameless woman! Don’t think I don’t know that you’ve always been jealous because I’m prettier than you, fearful that I’d become your rival, so you made a fool of me in public," blurted Hong Yuying, startling even herself.

What was she saying?

These were her private thoughts; how could she have involuntarily spoken them aloud?

"What are you rambling about! Hong Yuying, who are you calling shameless? Do you think you’re beautiful? You’re just a concubine-born, and your martial arts are mediocre, yet you actually think yourself noble," retorted Nangong Qinglin angrily.

"How dare you say I’m concubine-born? So what if I am? Isn’t it you who’s been covertly flirting with my brother, asking me to pass love letters for you? You promiscuous woman, still daring to compete for the position of Crown Princess Consort," Hong Yuying’s mouth seemed to lose control, spitting out one sentence after another, revealing the private conversations between her and Nangong Qinglin.

Nangong Qinglin felt both shamed and angry; since Hong Yuying was disregarding their friendship, why should she spare any regard for their past relationship?

The two exchanged insults back and forth until they eventually came to blows.

An Minxia and the other ministers’ daughters watched, utterly dumbfounded.

Go ahead and fight, let them bring out all their dirty laundry, fighting each other to the death.

Ye Lingyue watched from the sidelines with a faint smile on her lips.

All of this was her handiwork; feigning drowning and, while Hong Yuying was off guard, she had administered the second of the Ghost Sect Thirteen Needles - the Ghost Language.