Rebirth: My Healer Wife Owns Superpowers

Chapter 152: Chapter 152 “You, you girl, have quite the ambition!

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Indeed, Huang Zai’an threw the wine cup in his hand and immediately lay on the ground, bursting into loud sobs.

“Wah, why is my life so miserable, taking on such an ungrateful disciple!”

“Leaves me uncared for, abandoning me in Longnan Ridge, never asking about me, not even giving me a single bite to eat!”

“Everyone come and judge this, the disciple I taught with my own hands, who has become a Divine Doctor, doesn’t even want his master anymore!”

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“What? Master?”

The tall, short, fat, and thin quartet were instantly dumbstruck.

The four of them looked at each other, and quietly started to slip away.

Qi Yue saw this and could barely contain her anger, quickly ordering them to stop.

“Where do you think you’re going, throw this old thing out!”

The tall, short, fat, and thin quartet turned deaf in an instant and hurried out.

“Momma mia, who would’ve thought that the way the master and her teacher get along is like this,” the fat one wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The thin one suddenly interjected without a hint of doubt.

“What do you know, this is the joy of family bonds!”

The tall one shot him a disdainful glance.

“If this is the joy of family bonds, then why were you the first one to rush in earlier?”

All three turned their gaze to the short one simultaneously.

“Wasn’t it you who just now shouted to throw the person out?”

The short one hurriedly shrank his neck and slipped away as if greased lightning.

“….I’ll go see if the master has anything to say?”

As the fat one walked away, the tall and thin duo nodded in agreement without any prompt.

“That’s more like it.”

Lately, the master’s mood swings have been extreme, and her temper had been so terrible that they hadn’t dared to approach her for days. It was good for the short one to feel out the situation.

Meanwhile, the short one made his way to the Rishengchang Draft Bank and skillfully proceeded to the top floor.

Just as he stood at the door, ready to knock, it opened from the inside.

Zhao Xiyan’s astonishingly beautiful face showed a trace of surprise and uncertainty.

“Coming here so late, has something happened to her?”

Realizing his abruptness, the short one quickly bowed and said, “The young lady Qi Yue is fine, master can rest assured.”

Zhao Xiyan immediately relaxed, nodding her head.

“Come in.”

The short one followed Zhao Xiyan inside.

It was already the hours of 7-9 PM, when every household was bright with lights and gathered joyously, yet this place was entirely the opposite.

In the vast room, furnished with a large cabinet, a large bed, a large table… there were no lit candles, only a single Luminous Pearl emitting a serene glow, making the entire room seem even more dark, gloomy, and foreboding.

Zhao Xiyan leaned on a couch and reached out to take the Luminous Pearl in her hands.

Instantly, her face was shrouded in shadow.

“Has she been well these past few days?”

The short one hurriedly said “well” and then froze in place.

The tall one had said that when speaking to the master, one must be concise, effective, and to the point, without any dawdling.

He was concise, right?

But then he heard Zhao Xiyan’s voice, faint and distant, “That’s it?”

She slowly sat straight, loosening her grip on the Luminous Pearl, and suddenly the room was ablaze with light.

The short one shivered; this was a sign that the master was about to get angry.

Panic-stricken, words tumbled out of his mouth.

“Yes, yes, this evening, Miss Qi Yue quarreled with her master.”

A flicker crossed Zhao Xiyan’s brow, “That old man has come?”

Upon hearing these words, the short one felt a surge of energy.

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The Master will be pleased to know that; he fears having misspoken again.

“Yes, yes, yes, it’s him. The old man has a bad temper. Even after the Master treated him to fine wine and dishes, he still picked a quarrel with the Master.”

Zhao Xiyan once again clasped the Luminous Pearl and leaned back on the couch, his voice tinged with a hint of pleasure.

“Oh, what did they say?”

As he spoke, he pointed to a stool nearby, “Sit down and talk.”

The dwarf was overjoyed in his heart.

Being granted a seat by the Master clearly meant he was expected to speak well and speak at length!

He plopped down on the stool and began to recount his story.

He started from when the four of them first heard noises and continued until they were chased out.

He described what he heard Qi Yue say, her expressions, and how he interpreted them, mixing facts with artistic embellishments, making the tale come alive and seem utterly lifelike.

After he finished speaking, seeing that Zhao Xiyan didn’t utter a word for a long while and even the corners of his mouth slightly curled into a smile, the dwarf’s heart trembled again.

The Master lived here alone, and aside from dealing with complicated affairs, there was no one to talk to him. His heart must be very troubled, right?

So, he boldly went on to add a bit more to his tale.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He noticed that Zhao Xiyan only became extra serious when hearing matters related to Qi Yue, so he focused on telling stories only about her.

He narrated when she practiced with her blade in the morning, when she took her meals, what time she would feed the fish in the afternoon, and sometimes even practice with her blade again in the garden in the evening.

When he mentioned that Qi Yue’s blade skills had become increasingly proficient, he saw Zhao Xiyan seemed to lose himself in thought, releasing the Luminous Pearl he had been holding all along.

Within the pale glow resembling white jade, that exceedingly beautiful man gazed at his slender fingers, motionless.

It seemed as if he recalled some pleasant memory, and the corners of his lips slowly formed a circle of a smile.

In an instant, that habitually solemn face seemed to bathe in the glow of dawn, radiant and spirited, illuminating the entire dim room.

Meanwhile, Huang Zai’an, who had the temperament of a petulant child, finally calmed down under Qi Yue’s cajoling and compromise.

He scrambled up from the ground and took his seat back at the table.

First, he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it, but the look on his face changed from the usual languor to one of solemn seriousness.

“Disciple, tell me the truth. Did you have a hand in Hu Chengxuan’s condition?”

The old man came running over just to ask this, didn’t he? What a pointless pretense.

Qi Yue snickered.

“What if I did? What if I didn’t?”

Huang Zai’an’s expression darkened.

“I knew it. No one else has such means but you.”

I thank you, my dear teacher, for such high praise.

Qi Yue’s lips twitched.

“So, what then? Did you come to chastise your student?”

Huang Zai’an hissed, his face a picture of exasperation.

“Why can’t you appreciate what’s good for you? It’s lucky for the Hu Family that they came to me. If someone else had found out, you, a general’s daughter, poisoned the leader of the Longnan Army. Not even eight lives would be enough to save you.”

Qi Yue rolled her eyes, unconcerned.

“And what of it? So what if he commands a hundred and fifty thousand men? Tomorrow, I will also assemble a great army and call it the Qi Family Army. How does that sound, doesn’t it seem mightier than the Longnan Army?”

Huang Zai’an, so infuriated that his beard seemed to bristle, urgently drank a cup of tea brewed with Spiritual Spring Water to calm himself.

“You, you’ve got quite the ambition, girl!”

“Of course, I am after all a general’s daughter,” Qi Yue grinned widely, inching closer to Huang Zai’an, “How about it? When the time comes, you can be the army’s physician, with tea served every day. What do you say?”

Huang Zai’an was about to respond as his beard twitched, but then, remembering something, his face immediately turned stern.

“Don’t try to change the subject with your cheeky grins. We’re talking about Hu Chengxuan’s matter! Do you have an antidote for the poison?”

“What if I do? What if I don’t?” Qi Yue continued to be cheeky.

“If you have it, bring it out. If not, figure out a way to make one.”

“Why should I? Just because you say so?”

“I’ll trade you this for it.”

As he spoke, Huang Zai’an pulled out a tattered book from within his clothes and flung it grandly in front of Qi Yue.