City's Best Divine Doctor

Chapter 2054: Chapter 2014: Something Feels Missing

Cooking is also an art, emphasizing mood and energy, and when Xiao Mei saw her beloved coming over, naturally she wanted to personally cook for Ye Qiu, feeling it was better than eating out.

Xiao Mei indeed bought quite a few meat dishes, but she seemed unaware that Ye Qiu looked very happy.

By around seven in the evening, when Xiao Mei finished serving the best soup, they had six dishes and one soup, very sumptuous.

The two ate slowly, until after nine at night, full and satisfied, then Xiao Mei tidied up and sat with Ye Qiu to watch TV.

Around ten at night, Xiao Mei went to shower, and then waited in the room for Ye Qiu.

Seeing Ye Qiu come in after showering, she said, "Ye Qiu, hurry up, let’s rest early."

By around one in the morning, when Ye Qiu suddenly got up, Xiao Mei, still spirited, asked, "Hey, it’s so late, where are you going?"

"Didn’t I just fill you up?"

"No, where are you going so late?"

"There are some matters to handle."

Seeing Ye Qiu get up, Xiao Mei wanted to get up to help Ye Qiu dress, but Ye Qiu wanted to take another shower.

After showering and getting dressed, he said, "Xiao Mei, I’m heading out."

Seeing Ye Qiu really leave.

Xiao Mei didn’t know what this bastard was going to do.

Of course, she really couldn’t bear the impact Ye Qiu brought her.

She even thought Ye Qiu was going to see another woman.

Ye Qiu got in the car, drove towards the deserted building in the outskirts.

After going for two consecutive nights, Ye Qiu already sensed problems in the Ghost Market, but he wasn’t clear on how to solve them yet.

Thus, he needed to check again.

Drove to the deserted building in the suburbs.

Looking around, all was silent, giving a chilling feeling, as if gusts of gloomy wind when the window was opened.

Under these conditions, the Ghost Market couldn’t be seen.

But as Ye Qiu sat there, before realizing it, he entered the Ghost Market.

The Ghost Market was like people in ancient times crowding a fair, surrounded by puppet-like wandering spirits and wild ghosts shopping, appearing very lively.

After Ye Qiu appeared, he went towards the so-called royal mansion.

Arriving at the royal mansion, those two puppet-like people stood there, showing no emotion as Ye Qiu approached.

The royal mansion remained the same, but Ye Qiu didn’t like it.

Perhaps because, as a living person, he didn’t like the sensory impact of that bright red.

And at the brothel, Miss Jia woke up when the fair time arrived, and coming out of the boudoir, she didn’t know what she was thinking.

There wasn’t the mood to entertain guests as before.

Though always selling art, not the body, ever since meeting Mr. Ye two nights ago, for unknown reasons, Miss Jia kept wondering when Mr. Ye would come again.

"Xiao Huan, has Mr. Ye come?" Miss Jia inquired.

"Miss, haven’t seen him." Xiao Huan replied. freёwebnovel.com

So she hadn’t seen him yet.

"Miss, other guests want to hear you play the zither, shall we let them?"

"No, tell them I’m not feeling well."

Not feeling well?

Miss Jia just sat by the window, gazing at the bustling scene outside.

Year after year, day after day, why did life always feel this way?

Miss Jia truly couldn’t understand.

As she seemed very dispirited, Xiao Huan came in and said, "Miss, Mr. Ye has come with those two attendants, will you see him?"

"Of course, see him." Immediately, Miss Jia appeared very spirited.

Soon after, seeing Mr. Ye coming over with the two servants, upon Ye Qiu entering, he found Miss Jia still the same, puppet-like.

However, it was clear she was indeed very beautiful in life, after all, she was one of Jinling’s Thirteen Beauties.

Jiangnan was always abundantly beautiful, and she was the beauty among beauties, no need to say more.

"Mr. Ye, why did you arrive so late tonight?"

"Oh, just had a date with a beauty, now only had the time to come over."

Ye Qiu sat down and replied.

Maid Xiao Huan poured a cup of tea for Ye Qiu and left, then Miss Jia asked, "Mr. Ye, do you want me to play the zither for you?"

"I want to hear your story, no zither tonight."

No zither?

According to what Ye Qiu learned from Miss Jia earlier, she was from the Ming Dynasty, which meant she died hundreds of years ago.

Now she only left her spirit and memories, nothing else.

Actually, this Ghost Market can be said to exist, or it could be a mere illusion.

"A story?"

As the saying goes, "Actors have no true feelings, courtesans have no true loyalty."

It seemed to be recognized since ancient times.

These courtesans were also such people, seemingly saying false words to customers, with no true sentiments.

Moreover, many who visited brothels just aimed to amuse themselves with courtesans’ bodies, without investing any feelings.

Ye Qiu listened, and soon learned she was originally an orphan raised by the brothel madam into an oiran skilled in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Actually, Miss Jia wished to leave the brothel in the future, marry into a family, even becoming a concubine would be fine.

But for some reason, it never happened.

In such a state, she didn’t know how much time passed, felt her looks never aged, always the same, with time continuously repeating.

She heard there were many things in the world never seen before, yet what era it was, she couldn’t comprehend.

In reality, Miss Jia was like the fisherman in Peach Blossom Source, encountering people inside unaware of the outside world, not knowing how many years passed, perceiving the world as eternally unchanged.

At this moment, Ye Qiu understood.

Like Miss Jia, she was indeed dead for hundreds of years, but she didn’t realize she was dead, and seemingly people or spirits in the Ghost Market didn’t realize they were dead, because despite lacking physical bodies, they had everything else, and this Ghost Market appeared at night, disappearing by day, the reverse of the mortal world.

After comprehending this fact, Ye Qiu knew where the issue lay.

As Miss Jia spoke throughout, finally she shed tears and asked, "Mr. Ye, I always feel lacking something."

"Isn’t it good now?"

"No, it’s not." Miss Jia replied.

Ye Qiu stood up, looked through the window, seeing puppet-like men and women passing on the street, with laughter and joy in the air.

Yet felt, indeed very different from the vibrant life above.