Did you feel good being scolded in Chapter 596?

He frowned as he looked at Song Chunxue's expression.

In the dim candlelight at the doorway, one could vaguely see fine beads of sweat on her forehead and her breathing was somewhat rapid.

“That bastard Yunqiu drugged me and then sent you here alone. What do you think?” Song Chunxue’s body went limp, and she sat down on the steps.

"This..." Xie Zheng's eyes widened. "I'll go find my senior brother right now!"

She actually swore.

But Xie Zheng understood that being ambushed in this way meant that cursing was the least of her worries.

“You can’t leave. If you leave, all that will be left is Yunqiu’s attendant. He’s not as upright as you, sir.”

Xie Zheng's mouth was dry, and he looked around, not daring to look her in the eye.

"Then I'll take you to my senior brother's room to find the medicine."

"Go quickly!"

Song Chunxue trembled as she took out silver needles and pricked the acupoints for bloodletting and fever reduction, such as Shaoshang, again. Then she took out a thick needle and pricked her fingertip to let the blood out.

Looking up, she caught sight of the person she had just slapped away, standing outside the door, waiting for the drug to take full effect so he could be at her mercy.

A surge of anger rushed to the back of her head. She plunged the thick needle into her palm and, taking advantage of her brief moment of clarity, used her sword to ascend the mountain.

If her senior brother and Yun Qiu really went up the mountain to discuss matters, and if she could let her senior brother see them, he could find her the antidote.

She pulled through last time, so this time the medicine wasn't very strong; she'd only had a couple of sips of alcohol, so it came on quickly.

If she can't find anyone else, she'll find a quiet place to relieve herself.

Damn it, after being a widow for so many years, she was forced to do this kind of thing. She wished she could kill Yunqiu.

Give Yunqiu two more bottles of strong drugs, and watch her lose her mind and be controlled by the drugs.

"Senior brother!" she shouted from the mountain despite the intense discomfort, then the flying sword lost control and crashed straight into the tree trunk.

This is fine too. Song Chunxue hugged her head and broke more than a dozen branches before finally hanging on a thick branch.

It was still more than ten meters above the ground.

She felt like she was in a pot of boiling water, struggling to breathe, with only the occasional breeze bringing her a little coolness.

In June, being under the influence of this medicine is the most unbearable time.

If it were winter, she might be able to lie down in the snow.

She hugged the tree trunk with one hand and took off her outer garment.

Suddenly, she heard a faint sound. She held her breath and saw someone flying over her head on a sword, heading towards the mountaintop.

She recognized him; he was Yunqiu's attendant.

snort!

Just because a tiger doesn't show its power doesn't mean it's a sick cat!

Yun Qiu is, after all, a disciple of Xuliang Mountain, and her status is not to be trifled with. She cannot be killed directly, but she will definitely not show mercy to these people.

If she doesn't make Yun Qiu fear her, then she's lived all these years in vain.

"Junior brother, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, the branch beneath her legs swayed.

Looking up, she saw the Taoist priest standing on a tree branch in front of her, his black and gray Taoist shoes giving off a sacred and inviolable feeling.

“Your dear junior sister, someone drugged me…” she said, pulling up her collar to cover her shoulders. “Does your senior brother have any more pills? If not, please throw me into the Yellow River and tie me with a rope so I don’t… drown.”

Her consciousness grew increasingly blurred, and she felt she was running out of strength to take care of herself.

But then she suddenly asked curiously, "Did you hear me calling you, senior brother?"

"Yunqiu, where did that bastard go? If I torture her to the point of wishing she were dead, will I... get into trouble..."

"Don't speak." The Taoist priest stuffed two pills into her mouth, quickly pressed two acupoints on her body, and said in a tone that revealed no emotion, "You've been through a lot of hardship lately. If you can get through it, you will definitely receive a reward from the patriarch."

"Huh?" Song Chunxue banged her head against the tree trunk, chuckling drunkenly, "Senior brother knows how to comfort people."

“If it were an unnecessary ordeal, the patriarch would have stopped it, but this is not me making excuses for Yunqiu. This time, I will not let her off.” The Taoist priest jumped onto the opposite tree branch.

He turned his back to her and said, "I just want to ask you, junior brother, whether we should grant your wish and bring you to Xie Zheng?"

"..." She froze instantly, clinging to the tree trunk and clenching her teeth, feeling the flesh on her face getting hotter and hotter.

Senior brother thinks she has ulterior motives towards Lord Xie?

But when she wasn't drugging him, she was completely calm. If she really did that and then continued to be his fellow disciple as if nothing had happened, how would she be any different from Yun Qiu?

Suddenly, a bold idea popped into her head.

"Senior brother, you'd better not ruin her life. If you don't want me to be as celibate as you, why don't you find me a handsome male prostitute?"

"..."

"Actually, that pale-faced young man during the day is quite handsome, if he were willing to do that kind of thing..."

"Dream on!" The Taoist priest grabbed her by the back of her collar, dragged her to his sword, and cursed through gritted teeth, "If you start this, won't you end up like my junior brother back in Xuliang Mountain, who was obsessed with beautiful women and went out to cheat on me with men every day?"

The Taoist priest took a deep breath, wishing he could kick her a couple of times.

"You dare to take even that kind of dirty thing that anyone can pick, but you don't dare to take Xie Zheng. It seems you really like him."

Song Chunxue denied it, "No, he is Lord Xie, and now he is my junior brother. Senior brother, if word gets out that you let me provoke your own junior brother, won't our mountain be in trouble? You have a big heart."

In the blink of an eye, the Taoist priest placed her on a rock by the Yellow River.

He lowered his voice, "If you've seen too many disgusting things, you wouldn't think like that. There are quite a few fellow disciples who become Daoist couples. As long as they don't cheat on each other or have affairs, they're practically saints."

Song Chunxue crawled towards the water's edge on both feet, saying, "Senior brother, turn around, I'll take off two pieces of clothing."

"Don't take it off!" the Taoist priest scolded in a low voice, annoyed. "Am I not a man?"

"Oh." Song Chunxue quickly threw off her clothes, her anger rising again. "So what if it was? It was your junior sister who drugged me. If it weren't for you, would I have given her this opportunity?"

If that person wasn't her senior brother's junior sister, she would have beaten them to a pulp last night.

Who has she been polite to these days?

The Zhao family is the most powerful family in Jincheng, but she still showed no mercy.

In the end, it's all the senior's fault!

She lay face down in the icy, muddy water, a chill running straight to the top of her head, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"That damned Yun Qiu, if he dares to show his face in front of me tomorrow..."

"Watch your wording!"

"I'm watching you *****." She was furious, her rebellious streak suddenly flaring up, and she hurled a vicious insult.

"..." Her senior brother turned to the side and stared at her coldly.

Something flashed through her mind, and her anger instantly subsided.

She felt a little guilty. Did the patriarch forbid her from cursing?

The water had cooled down, so she moved to a different spot. The cool water helped clear her head.

She gripped the rope her senior brother threw to her with both hands, feeling extremely guilty.

She simply pressed her face against the rock and pretended to be dead.

"Did you feel good about being scolded?"

After a long while, the senior brother spoke slowly and deliberately.

Song Chunxue shrank back, "I'm sorry, senior brother, I deserve to die."

"Hmph, are you done yet?"

He snorted, "If you're done, I'll take you to see Yun Qiu and let her hear these words verbatim, even worse ones, I won't stop you."