Chapter 1971: Chapter 477: Ambitions Paved, Turmoil Under Heaven (Part 4)
Unexpectedly, the so-called Princess of Country Bauhinia actually moved into this ancient castle. Could it be that this castle is the property of Country Bauhinia?
If the rumors are true, what is the connection between Country Bauhinia and Erlang?
Thinking of the various eerie aspects of Country Bauhinia, Anna shivered involuntarily; it was too terrifying...
She hesitated for a moment, thinking that the rumors couldn’t be completely trusted. Perhaps this queen bought the property rights of this castle through some means?
No matter how powerful, could they contend against the deeply rooted Country Q?
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Yun Ya had slept too much in the afternoon, so she wasn’t sleepy now. Holding the latest journal of a medical magazine, she heard Gan Wei’er’s sweet voice at the door: "Sister Yun, are you asleep?"
Yun Ya’s brow slightly arched, and she said indifferently: "Come in."
The next moment, a young girl wearing a white cheongsam with blue floral patterns pushed the door open and walked in. At first glance, she was quite stunning. However, her face was round and cute, with a small frame, unable to flaunt a mature-style cheongsam. Instead, she looked like a child wearing adult clothes.
Gan Wei’er felt quite pleased with herself, walked in grinning. The girl sat under the lamp, draped in a white robe. Her long hair was loosely braided on one side, hanging casually over her shoulder. A few strands fell on either side of her face, adding a gentle and soft touch. Her eyebrows and eyes were as if painted with ink wash landscapes, breathtaking through time and years. Even sitting quietly there, she exuded a serene calm that one feared to disturb.
Suddenly Gan Wei’er felt the clothes on her were prickly, thinking no matter how good or expensive what she wore, she couldn’t have natural beauty. In front of Yun Ya, she’d always look like a little maid following a princess.
The thought disappeared as quickly as it came. She walked over with a smiling face, "Sister Yun, are you feeling better?"
Yun Ya nodded gently, her neck long and elegant. Even a casual sitting posture revealed endless beauty. Her gentle voice flowed like quiet spring water.
"Much better. How was tonight’s banquet? Did you have fun?"
Gan Wei’er smiled innocently, "It was so much fun. I made a lot of new friends. Oh, I met Miss Xi Lin, she’s really nice. I just found out she grew up with Young Master Lorde...."
Realizing she misspoke, Gan Wei’er quickly covered her mouth, cautiously glancing at Yun Ya: "I was just speaking nonsense, Sister Yun, please don’t mind."
Yun Ya’s smile remained as captivating as ever, tender to the point of intoxication, "Who hasn’t had a childhood sweetheart?"
Seeing she didn’t care, Gan Wei’er breathed a sigh of relief, then said, "Actually, I think Miss Xi Lin isn’t as beautiful as you, Sister Yun. No matter her family background or how she grew up with Young Master Lorde, his heart holds only you, Sister Yun. Didn’t he stand Miss Xi Lin up for you?"
Could it be that she really didn’t mind? How could that be possible? Even if she wasn’t fond of Young Master Lorde, how could she not care about a stranger coveting her fiancé? But judging by her expression, she genuinely didn’t mind at all.
Noticing Yun Ya clearly had no interest in discussing these topics, Gan Wei’er thought she actually did mind but just didn’t show it. In her heart, she scoffed, seeing her gaze fall on the magazine, she curiously asked, "I notice you always read medical books, Sister Yun. Are you interested in studying medicine?"
Yun Ya gave a gentle smile, casually uttering an "Hm".
"Studying medicine is great, but you’re a princess. How could you possibly see patients? It would be beneath you, and the queen would not allow it."
A princess wanting to become a doctor? It’s laughable.
"A doctor transcends identity, don’t you think rescuing a life is very meaningful?" Yun Ya stated with a smile.
Gan Wei’er nonchalantly pouted her lips, "Sister Yun, your ambitions are high. I admire you without compare."
Gan Wei’er sat for a while longer. Seeing Yun Ya’s weary look, she got up and took her leave.
Leaving the room, she lifted her eyebrows, sneering coldly.
A doctor? What a great ambition, haha...
Seeing Zhang Huasheng walking out of the kitchen with a bowl of medicine, Gan Wei’er squinted her eyes. What was going on? Last night she clearly spilled the medicine into the stove; how could she be fine? Could it be she didn’t drink it? Impossible.
Could there be an issue with the medicine?
Gan Wei’er hated the seller of fake medicine, yet she fell ill in the afternoon and couldn’t attend the banquet. Her goal was still achieved, though Lorde not attending was a bit unsatisfactory.