Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

"Girl, you’re back?"

"Mm, I’m back. Master, you were looking for me last night?"

"Yes, if you have time, come over. It’s hard to explain clearly over the phone."

An Yiqing thought it over and figured it must be something important. She stuffed a few bites of cake into her mouth, said a quick goodbye to her family, and drove to the Medicine Sect alone.

The Medicine Sect was still the same as a year and a half ago. The only difference was that the junior brothers who used to guard the gate had already been replaced several times over. Over this past year and a half, Xuanjin Hall had been thriving, and the academy had recruited many elite disciples. Now, the first batch of students from Xuanjin Hall Academy had formally joined the Medicine Sect and become internal disciples.

An Yiqing stepped through the main gate, and along the way many people greeted her. Most were familiar senior and junior brothers, and a small number were newbies who had only recently entered the sect.

"Senior brother, who is that girl? She’s so pretty." A junior disciple who had just joined the Medicine Sect from Xuanjin Hall stared in amazement at the white‑robed woman who brushed past him.

His senior brother gave him a look, raised his hand, and smacked him on the head. "You brat, that’s your Martial Aunt An Yiqing! The next Sect Leader of the Medicine Sect! What nonsense are you thinking?"

The junior disciple was smacked dizzy, his eyes widening. "An—Aunt Anan?! That’s Martial Aunt An?! She’s even prettier than in the photos! My idol!" As he spoke, the boy spun in place in excitement. "Martial Aunt An just greeted me! Did she just look at me? Did she? Ahhhhh! I’m so happy!"

The senior brother looked helplessly at his junior, amused yet not surprised. Back then, when he had just entered the Medicine Sect and saw Martial Aunt An, he’d worn the exact same expression, hadn’t he?

Sigh... time spares no one... An "old man" of eighteen let out a solitary sigh...

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In the front hall, An Yiqing stepped through the door and immediately saw Ye Chenghong sitting in a chair. He was looking down at the table, as if whatever was on it was very captivating.

"Master, what are you looking at?" An Yiqing walked over, saw that jarring red, and arched her brows slightly.

Ye Chenghong lifted his head. "Oh, you’re here. Here, take a look at this." He pointed at the invitation on the table.

An Yiqing picked up the red invitation and glanced at it. When she saw the names on it, her clear eyes narrowed slightly.

Shi Yimeng and Shi Xiaowen will hold their wedding this Sunday at the Poison Medicine Sect.

Heh, so her earlier guess had been right—there really was nothing simple about the relationship between Shi Yimeng and Shi Xiaowen.

"Master, who delivered this?"

Ye Chenghong’s expression was a bit odd as he said, "Shi Yimeng brought it himself."

An Yiqing raised a brow, a flicker of surprise in her eyes. People from the Poison Medicine Sect daring to walk into the Medicine Sect—what kind of medicine was Shi Yimeng selling in his gourd?

"He came alone?"

Ye Chenghong nodded. "He came by himself, didn’t bring anyone. He just stood outside and announced that the Sect Leader of the Poison Medicine Sect had come to visit. He scared those youngsters on guard duty so much they almost started a fight with him. It was only because Nie Yuan arrived in time that he stopped them."

"He came just to deliver an invitation? He didn’t say anything else?" An Yiqing found that hard to believe.

"He did." Ye Chenghong gave her a long, deep look. "He apologized for what happened more than twenty years ago. He said the An Family baby going missing was because Yu Hai sneaked into the An Family and stole the child. Back then he was still young and didn’t know about it. It was only when he grew up that Yu Hai told him. Now that Yu Hai is dead, there is no longer any enmity between the Poison Medicine Sect and the Medicine Sect. He doesn’t want the grudges of the previous generation to be carried on to the next, and hopes we can forgive the mistakes that the Poison Medicine Sect once made."

An Yiqing’s expression turned a little strange. Had Shi Yimeng’s brain gotten waterlogged? Too much drama, right?

Did he think that by voluntarily coming over to confess with a willow switch in hand, he could wipe away what the Poison Medicine Sect had done back then? Leaving everything else aside, just in this past year and a half, Yu Hai’s prescription had still been used by the Tutian Family to cultivate Medicine Persons; the Poison Medicine Sect couldn’t wash its hands of that.

What exactly was Shi Yimeng trying to do?

"Girl, do you think what Shi Yimeng said is true or false?"

An Yiqing didn’t even have to think. "False. Twenty years ago when I was stolen, I originally thought Yu Hai was the mastermind too. But after what happened with the Hanyu Sect, I realized something was off. Master, about the An Family heirloom, only those old monsters who survived from Li Wanniang’s generation knew the truth—like the Hanyu Sect, like the Gu Family’s old ancestor. They wanted to take me away in order to use the uniquely gifted genetic makeup of the An Family daughters to cultivate an even more perfect chess piece. To put it bluntly, they wanted to train me into both a killer and a breeding machine. But the Poison Medicine Sect has only existed for about twenty years—how could Yu Hai possibly know the An Family’s secret? Besides, twenty years ago, Yu Hai’s injuries hadn’t healed yet; he was still sitting in a wheelchair. The person who stole me absolutely wasn’t him!"

Back then, when helping the An Family open their meridians, An Yiqing had seen the moment she was stolen inside the An Family heirloom Silver Bracelet. Although it was only a side profile, it was enough for her to etch it into her memory. That person’s build was very different from Yu Hai’s; there was no way it was him. Moreover, the other party had stolen her not to kill her, but to use the gifted body of an An Family daughter to cultivate more killing machines. So the person who stole her should have taken her away, not abandoned her in some remote wilderness to live or die on her own. Therefore, saying Yu Hai stole her simply didn’t hold up.

However, the fact that Shi Yimeng would say this meant that this person was indeed inside the Poison Medicine Sect—and still alive. They thought she didn’t know the connections involved, and that she hadn’t seen the side profile of the baby thief in the Silver Bracelet’s image, so they dumped everything onto the already dead Yu Hai.

All of this—if anyone was to blame, it was Xiao Yu’s appearance. It was his arrival that made An Yiqing understand the value of this body of hers. He was also the one who made her realize why so many people coveted the An Family heirloom. Those who coveted the An Family were all thousand‑year‑old hidden sects. Within the Poison Medicine Sect, there must be someone even more terrifying than Yu Hai for them to know the An Family’s secret.

Glancing at the scarlet invitation on the table, An Yiqing let out a cold laugh.

Since you’ve extended the invitation, it would be rude of me not to accept!