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In the 21st century, she was the talented leader of the hidden family clan, once she crossed over, she became the number one waste?
Break off an engagement? A good-for-nothing? Open your eyes and see clearly!
This lady here can just throw you into the skies and let you be closer to the sun.
With a red fan in hand to blow the world into a whirl of chaos, carving a name for herself under the skies.

Love me tender, Overlord

Zi Ling was limping and panicking. She was in a hurry to help Ye Qing Luo and stumbled over the threshold.

She reached out and desperately tried to help Ye Qing Luo up. Her clear eyes were full of worry.

Ye Qing Luo waved her hand. The more Zi Ling shook her, the more her injured hand hurt.

She panted heavily and endured the pain: "Don't worry about me, I'll just sit down."

Zi Ling felt the blood oozing from Ye Qing Luo's shoulder and knelt on the ground in panic: "Miss, did Fourth Miss bully you again?"

Zi Ling was horrified to see her hand full of blood.

No wonder the Young Miss's face was so pale and weak.

"Fourth Miss and the others are too much! Ling 'er will go and tell the Patriarch about their crimes! "Zi Ling's little face was red with anger, she got up from the ground and was about to leave.

"Come back!" Ye Qing Luo shouted coldly.

Zi Ling suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She was frightened by Ye Qing Luo's scolding.

She had never heard her Young Miss speak in such a cold voice.

Zi Ling turned around and was shocked to find that Ye Qing Luo's expression was not as timid as before.

Ye Qing Luo's pair of charming eyes were glowing with a seductive light, making people unable to move their eyes away.

For a moment, Zi Ling felt that her Miss was like a snow lotus blooming alone on a snowy mountain. That kind of temperament was extraordinary and enchanting.

"No need to go, boil a basin of hot water for me, and prepare a pair of scissors and a few clean cloths!"

"Miss! Don't bear it anymore! " Zi Ling looked at Ye Qing Luo with distress, her little fist clenched tightly: "You are the Ye family's daughter, the Young Matriarch of Three Springs Sect, how can you let other Misses bully you!"

Ye Qing Luo slowly held onto her injured shoulder as she gave a self-deprecating sneer, "This injury of mine, is caused by that so called Sovereign ….."

Zi Ling's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Ye family's daughter, Three Springs Sect's Young Matriarch … these belong to me, I will take them back little by little."

Ye Qing Luo's smile gradually became cold, a pair of charming eyes flashed with a murderous chill, making people shudder.

Zi Ling's breath stagnated, and her hair stood on end.

"Ling 'er will prepare hot water and scissors for Miss!" As she spoke, she picked up the overturned iron basin on the ground and limped towards the kitchen.

Ye Qing Luo regained some strength and climbed onto the bed.

Zi Ling boiled some water and brought over a pair of scissors and a clean cloth.

With Zi Ling's help, Ye Qing Luo unbuttoned her shirt, revealing half of her shoulder.

He saw a hideous wound extending from his shoulder to his arm, and fresh blood gushed out.

Zi Ling screamed in fright, her hands shaking.

Looking at that terrifying wound on her shoulder, Ye Qing Luo's gaze turned chilly.

Ye Tian Kuang was truly determined to take her life.

Since he hated her so much, why hadn't he promoted Second Furen to First Furen after so many years of her mother's death?

Not only did she retain her identity as the daughter of the first wife, but she also retained her identity as the successor of the Three Springs Sect.

Ye Qing Luo withdrew all her thoughts: "Scissors!"

Zi Ling handed over the red-hot scissors in a daze.

Ye Qing Luo clenched her teeth as she endured the pain and nimbly dealt with her wound.

After the wound was bandaged, Ye Qing Luo lay on the bed, covered in cold sweat.

"Miss, would you like some porridge?" Zi Ling picked up a black thing and brought it to Ye Qing Luo's lips.

A strange smell was extremely pungent, Ye Qing Luo frowned: "What is this?"

Chapter 25