Chapter 70: Refusing to Let You Go

"Little brother, don't you want to know the truth? This uncle's intentions are quite obvious. Maybe he's deceiving us, maybe..."
"Big brother, the Ba family still has a residence in Taixi County; it hasn't been sold."
Ye Kun fell silent upon hearing this. The Ba family's residence in Taixi County was managed by someone; sometimes the steward would go to Ankang Prefecture, but he had never brought any news to Ye Qin—not even a single letter!
At first, Ye Qin thought Wanqing was simply too occupied with her cultivation and had no time.
But as time passed, even self-deception could no longer work, and so Ye Qin became quiet and withdrawn.
"It was just a childhood jest, big brother. In fact, I realized long ago that Wanqing must have her own reasons, but it was also her choice."
"Do you blame her?"
"I can't say I don't, that's impossible. But now, with things as they are, I don't think about it anymore."
"Do you plan to try and win her back?"
Ye Qin looked up and smiled, "Big brother, would you try to win back a woman who doesn't want you?"
Ye Kun nodded, suddenly feeling that his little brother had grown up. "That's right! Let such a woman go her own way!"
"Big brother, don't trouble Ba Wanqing anymore. Let's part on good terms, promise me that."
Ye Kun fell silent, for he truly wanted to give Ba Wanqing a good slap!
"Alright, I promise!" Ye Kun agreed, though in his heart he was thinking about something else entirely.
"You know how capable you are, big brother; whatever you decide to do, I won't be able to stop you."
...
Are you a worm in my stomach? You know everything I'm thinking.
"I'm going to sleep now, big brother. You should rest early too. Tomorrow is your wedding day." Ye Qin, holding the wine jug, swayed as he walked into the house, sounding carefree, but who could know how much pain weighed on his heart?
First love is always hard to forget.
Ye Kun furrowed his brows tightly, spinning his cup between thumb and forefinger, weighing whether he should confront Ba Wanqing right now. If she was acting of her own accord, he'd reward her with a slap—to vent for his little brother.
But recalling Ye Qin's earnest plea, Ye Kun dismissed the idea. He would ask face-to-face in a few days!
"Husband~" A sweet, delicate voice called from behind Ye Kun, making his skin crawl.
Ye Kun saw Yan Muer walking over with a bowl of soup. Why did her gait seem a bit off?
Even so, under the moonlight, Yan Muer was breathtaking—dressed in a pure white silk dress, raven hair like ink, eyes that could make any man’s heart race. She was truly beautiful; Ye Kun found himself at a loss for words to describe her.

Ye Li was much the same, though there was a subtle difference between the two kinds of beauty.
"I knew my husband was drinking, so I specially prepared some sobering soup for you. Otherwise, you'll wake up tomorrow with a headache, and my heart will ache just as much." Yan Muer pouted slightly, becoming all the more adorable.
But!
Little bald head, just wait! This soup contains the Heartbreak Pill!
It’s not lethal, but it’ll make you run to the privy for three days and nights, and leave you drained for a month—truly an essential travel medicine.
Let you ride, let you hit, let you bully me! Just wait, I’ll get back at you!
Ye Kun couldn’t stand such a tone, but it was a gesture from his wife, after all.
"Wife, you should rest early. Tomorrow will be a tiring day." Ye Kun accepted the sobering soup and set it on the stone table.
Yan Muer sat slowly beside Ye Kun, a strange fragrance wafting into his mind.
"Muer wants to watch husband drink it; otherwise, Muer can't rest easy." Yan Muer spoke softly, her expression saying, If you won’t drink, I’ll cry.
Women truly are troublesome.
Ye Kun picked up the bowl, without a trace of suspicion, and took a small sip. Immediately, he frowned!
Was this really sobering soup, or poison? Why was it so bitter!
Yan Muer was delighted; even a tiny sip would unleash the full effect of the medicine. Wonderful~
"Husband, it's my first time making this. Is it not tasty? What if it makes you sick? I'm sorry." Yan Muer quickly set up her excuse, so at worst, it would be a well-intentioned mistake.
Ye Kun forced a smile, "It's alright. You were thoughtful, wife. Rest early."
"But Muer wants to stay with husband." Really, she just wanted to see his face as he rushed for the toilet.
"Then sit for a while."
"Mm."
So the couple sat together, gazing at the full moon.
Yan Muer felt something was wrong. The medicine should have worked immediately, but after the time it takes to burn an incense stick, nothing happened to the little bald head. Did she grab the wrong pill? Did she put in a tonic instead?
"Husband, do you feel unwell anywhere?" Yan Muer asked with concern.
Ye Kun felt his heart warm; she was worried he’d get an upset stomach—a truly considerate girl.
His impression of Yan Muer grew ever fonder.

"No, wife, you worry too much. It’s getting late; you should go rest."
"Husband, you go rest first. Muer wants to see you settle in first."
Ye Kun chuckled softly. Such a lovable girl. He gently stroked Yan Muer’s head, then went inside.
Yan Muer stomped her feet in anger. He actually patted my head! I’m furious… absolutely furious…
Why isn’t the medicine working! Could it be fake?
Yan Muer sniffed the bowl, then took a small sip herself. Her features twisted together—it was so bitter…
Suddenly, she felt something in her belly plummet downward. Her expression changed dramatically. She stood up, clutching her stomach, tiptoeing away.
In her heart, she cursed the little bald head endlessly—why was he completely fine!
All thanks to the tonics Ye Kun took as a child; now, no medicine could affect him, and with the guidance of two grandmasters, even more so.
After Yan Muer left, Ye Li appeared, also carrying a bowl of sobering soup.
Little bald head, this is my special Split-Open Soup, personally concocted. It’ll make you run till you split apart! Though soon to be your wife, I must let you know I’m not so easy to bully!
He’s gone to bed so early?
Ye Li was puzzled. She approached the door and knocked, "Husband, are you asleep?"
"I was just about to sleep. Is there something you need, wife?" Ye Kun called from inside.
Good, he’s not asleep yet.
"Husband, you drank tonight. I made you some sobering soup so you can sleep well."
Ye Kun’s mouth twitched. What are you two up to?
"Wife, I already drank the soup Muer brought. I’m fine now," Ye Kun replied helplessly.
After he spoke, there was silence outside, though the shadow remained.
Ye Kun slapped his forehead. He had two wives now; if he didn’t balance things, it would lead to conflict…
What is Ye Li up to anyway?
Ye Kun donned his robe and opened the door, only to find Ye Li outside, eyes red and pitiful, as if he had bullied her a hundred times—exactly a hundred times!