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Yu Ming angrily clapped his hands, but he forgot that given his physical condition, even raising his hand was a difficult task. In the end, he could only lean on the armrest, gasping heavily, his throat making a hoarse sound like a broken bellows.
"The four major sects want to collect, so you have to give it to them. How am I supposed to explain this?"
Yu Shen quickly advised against it, suggesting that they should just agree for now and later find an excuse to decline. Even if that esteemed person found out, they wouldn't say much.
Yu Ming simmered with anger for a moment, then felt that Yu Shen had a point. However, such matters should be decided by themselves to avoid appearing ignorant of the situation. "Let the people below wait for now. I'll consult that esteemed person's opinion first."
Yu Shen lowered his head and respectfully withdrew.
When Miaochun Valley learned that Linlang wanted them to wait for a day or two, they found it somewhat strange but said nothing about it. The Soul Condensing Grass was a rare item; even though Linlang Pavilion was responsible for its procurement, it was still a significant transaction for them. Their hesitation was understandable.
Shu Qingyao nodded. "Since that's the case, let's wait a few days."
Upon hearing that Tongling had already found a method, everyone at Qingjing Peak was filled with excitement. Lan Wanyu took out her privately stored Soul Condensing Grass and squeezed its juice onto Yu Miaoyin's lips. After a stick of incense had passed, she slowly awakened.
However, her expression was dazed, as if she couldn't recognize the several senior sisters around her.
Seeing her like this made Su Lingyue's heart skip a beat. Suppressing her unease, she gently spoke up, "Third Junior Sister, how do you feel?"
"Third Junior Sister?"
Is she calling me?
She was indeed the third disciple of Qingjing Peak, but when did she come here? She couldn't recall anything at all. Moreover, why were there so many gaps in her memory? It was all fragmented pieces without any context before or after.
Yu Miaoyin held her head in confusion and knocked on it lightly, hoping it would help jog her memory.
Seeing her in this state, everyone understood that Yu Miaoyin's recovery might not be as complete as they hoped, but no one spoke up.
Lan Wanyu stepped forward and gently yet firmly held her hand to prevent her from hurting herself further. "Third Senior Sister, how do you feel? Is your head hurting?"
After a moment of daze, Yu Miaoyin hesitated before speaking. "I can't remember many things... and it hurts! I keep feeling like bugs are biting me; they're making me bleed all over!"
Recalling that never-ending nightmare made Yu Miaoyin shiver involuntarily. She hugged her arms tightly and trembled slightly, feeling utterly unsafe.
Seeing this, Lan Wanyu simply embraced her gently and softly patted her shoulder.
"Third Senior Sister, it's alright now, it's alright."
"How much do you remember about yourself?"
Yu Miaoyin was taken aback, her gaze gradually becoming unfocused. She bit her lip, seemingly wanting to knock on her own head, but Lan Wanyu immediately advised against it.
"Third Senior Sister, you're still weak. You should rest and not think about other things right now."
Just as they were about to turn and leave, Yu Miaoyin suddenly grabbed Lan Wanyu's hand.
"What's wrong? Is there somewhere else that hurts?"
Yu Miaoyin hesitated. Although her whole body ached, there was one thing that mattered more than the pain.
She stammered, uncertain. "I feel like I've forgotten someone important. Do you know who it is?"
The others exchanged glances, their expressions shifting slightly.
Aside from the few of them, there was one person who hadn’t come—Ye Xiuyuan. He probably knew he was being blamed for what happened to Third Senior Sister, which is why he had been avoiding them all this time. Even now, with Yu Miaoyin's awakening being such an important event, he hadn’t dared to come near.
Feng Hongying fumed. "Him? What does he have to do with anything? Third Senior Sister, why are you still thinking about him? If it weren't for him, would you be in this state?"
"You don’t even care about yourself, and yet you’re still worried about Ye Xiuyuan?"
"Knowing you’ve woken up, that Ye Xiuyuan hasn’t even dared to come over!"
As Feng Hongying grew more agitated and seemed ready to say something even harsher, Su Lingyue shot her a glare and warned in a cold voice.
"Enough! Third Senior Sister just woke up; you shouldn’t say these things."
Feng Hongying pressed her lips together and fell silent in frustration.
Was Ye Xiuyuan really enchanting Third Senior Sister? How could she still think of him like this?
Who knew that upon hearing Feng Hongying's words, a flash of anger crossed Yu Miaoyin's face, but then she listened to the sincerity in her tone and her own uncertainty began to surface.
"He’s not that kind of person, right? Where is he? I want to see him."
Hearing this, Lan Wanyu and Su Lingyue both sighed softly in unison.
Su Lingyue said, "Don't be anxious, I'll have someone bring him here right away." She gave Feng Hongying a meaningful glance.
Feng Hongying was reluctant, but under Su Lingyue's stern gaze, she complied and left.
Before long, she returned with Ye Xiuyuan. Ye Xiuyuan wore a gentle smile, but upon seeing Yu Miaoyin, his eyes turned red, as if he were overwhelmed with emotion.
"Senior Sister, I thought you would never wake up!" he exclaimed. "I heard you wanted to see me, so I rushed over immediately. Senior Sister, it was all my fault that day. If I had stayed by your side, perhaps you wouldn't have encountered such misfortune! If only I had been more attentive and reminded the other sisters to find you sooner, maybe you wouldn't have suffered so much."
Ye Xiuyuan had been holding back for days. Now that he saw an opportunity to speak to Yu Miaoyin, he wished to pour out everything at once to alleviate the other sisters' grievances against him. The earlier resentment from the senior sisters stemmed mainly from Yu Miaoyin's prolonged unconsciousness. If she woke up now and forgave him, surely the others would no longer blame him.
He wiped away his tears, his voice choked with emotion as he tried to continue playing the victim. But then he noticed Yu Miaoyin staring at him blankly, her tone uncertain.
"Who are you?"
Ye Xiuyuan was taken aback, confusion etched on his face. "Senior Sister, I'm Ye Xiuyuan! Your junior brother! You don't remember me? Just a moment ago, Fifth Senior Sister said you wanted to see me!"
Yu Miaoyin tilted her head and scrutinized him for a moment before speaking sternly. "I only have one junior brother, Qi Xiao. Where did you come from?"
Ye Xiuyuan opened his mouth in shock, his face paling as he found himself at a loss for words. He looked up at Yu Miaoyin's head and noticed a glaring negative ten above it. Just moments ago it had been zero, but after he claimed to be her junior brother, it had dropped by ten.
Su Lingyue quickly stepped in to mediate. "Third Junior Sister, it's understandable that you might not remember everything; he really is our junior brother."
Yu Miaoyin pouted in displeasure. "I don't want to see him! Where's Qi Xiao? I've been sick for so long; why hasn't he come to see me?"
As she spoke, her tone carried an undertone of grievance.
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