Free Web NovelChapter 366: Chapter 366: Idiot
After some thought, Ye Chutang picked up her brush and wrote another letter, slipping it beneath the packets of medicine.
Ye Heng couldn’t be allowed to die just yet, but she had no desire to see him live well either.
Mrs. Gao was dead, and at the hands of her own daughter. Ye Chutang wondered how Ye Heng would react when he received the news.
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Murong Ye was another who spent the night tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Some things can’t be kept secret, and the scandal involving Ye Shixian had simply become too big. Word of it had spread throughout the entire Capital City.
He couldn’t pretend to be ignorant even if he wanted to.
The looks his classmates at the Imperial College gave him were strange, and the entire situation was torture for Murong Ye.
’How did Ye Shixian get mixed up in something like this?’ he wondered.
’Didn’t Ye Chutang drive Mrs. Gao to her death? How could it have been Ye Shixian who did the deed?’
When Murong Ye first heard the news, his immediate reaction was disbelief. But when he learned that Shaoyao herself had made the accusation and that Ye Shixian had been thrown in prison, he finally realized something was very wrong.
Murong Ye lay awake with his eyes open all night. When he rose the next morning, he had dark circles under his eyes, which were completely bloodshot.
He requested a leave of absence from the Assistant Teacher and prepared to head home.
But before he could even walk out the gates of the Imperial College, he ran into the very person he wanted to see least.
"Well, if it isn’t Mr. Murong. What has you up so early today?" Ye Yunfeng had been simmering with anger for days. Now that he finally had a chance to let off some steam, how could he possibly pass it up?
He tutted. "Don’t tell me you’re planning to apply yourself for once?"
Murong Ye was in no mood to deal with him. His face an icy mask, he turned to leave without a word.
Ye Yunfeng blocked him with an outstretched arm, raising an eyebrow. "Mr. Murong, what’s with the attitude? I don’t recall offending you. But if I’ve done something wrong, I’d be happy to apologize."
’Apologize?’
’This was a clear provocation!’
Murong Ye struggled to suppress his rage. Seeing a few other students approaching out of the corner of his eye, he didn’t want to make a scene and lowered his voice. "Ye Yunfeng! I can’t be bothered to deal with you right now! You’d better back off, or don’t blame me for what happens next!"
A corner of Ye Yunfeng’s mouth curled into a smile that was both innocent and curious.
"Oh? You have the energy to deal with me right now? Shouldn’t you be rushing home to beg for forgiveness?"
The color drained from Murong Ye’s face. "You!"
Ye Yunfeng’s words had struck a nerve. ’With Ye Shixian in such deep trouble, Father must already know!’
He hadn’t slept a wink last night. Beyond the shock and worry, what he truly felt was fear.
He didn’t dare imagine the storm that would be awaiting him when he got home.
But not going back wasn’t an option. Otherwise, his fate would only be worse.
The sight of the two standing together quickly drew the attention of others.
It was no secret; everyone at the Imperial College knew the two didn’t get along. Whenever they met, the air crackled with hostility.
But today...
"Murong, are you... leaving?"
Since they had run into each other, they had to say hello. Seeing Murong Ye heading away from Guangye Hall, one of the students couldn’t help but ask.
Murong Ye silently gritted his teeth. After shooting Ye Yunfeng a warning glance, he said coldly, "I have other matters to attend to. I’m leaving."
Ye Yunfeng turned back to the others and smiled. "Everyone, better make way. We wouldn’t want to hold up Mr. Murong on his urgent business. Other matters might not be so important, but this one is a matter of life and death."
"Ye Yunfeng!"
If Murong Ye couldn’t detect the thick sarcasm dripping from those words, he would have been a fool all these years!
Even though Ye Yunfeng hadn’t mentioned her name once, everyone knew he was referring to Ye Shixian!
Sure enough, at his words, the other students exchanged peculiar glances.
Previously, Murong Ye had been famous for defending his beloved. Even after Ye Heng’s fall from power, he had remained devoted to Ye Shixian, sparing no effort to find her a place to live and resolving many of her troubles.
It was rumored that he was even working behind the scenes for Ye Heng’s sake. His devotion was undeniable.
His actions had earned him considerable praise. People said that while Murong Ye was arrogant, he was also loyal and honorable—a true man.
In the eyes of others, it had become a story of romantic devotion.
But all of that vanished like a popped bubble the moment Ye Shixian was arrested. Loving a woman who brutally murdered her own mother? That wasn’t just love, it was madness! ƒгeewebnovёl.com
Even crows know to repay their parents’ kindness. To commit such a horrific act as killing one’s own mother was no different than being a beast!
Overnight, the admirers of Ye Shixian’s beauty vanished. The admirers of her talent disappeared. All that remained was a shared, unavoidable disgust.
By extension, Murong Ye was dragged into the embarrassing predicament of being the target of public censure.
How could Murong Ye not sense the shift in everyone’s attitude?
He tried to swallow his pride, but he just couldn’t stomach the insult.
"Xian’er’s case isn’t even closed yet, and you’re already mocking her like this? Isn’t that going too far?"
Ye Yunfeng let out a theatrical "Ooh," looking as if he were about to applaud.
"Well said, Mr. Murong! But I seem to recall that when Ye Shixian was making trouble for my sister, she didn’t seem to care whether the matter was ’closed’ or not. She even came to our home to scream insults. When she was doing all that, did she ever stop to think that this day might come for her?"
These past few days had been rough for the two brothers at the Imperial College. While no one dared to say anything to their faces, they were well aware of the nasty rumors being spread behind their backs.
If Ye Jingyan hadn’t held him back, and if Ye Yunfeng hadn’t trusted that his sister had her own plans, would Murong Ye have known a single moment of peace these last few days?
Murong Ye’s face turned livid, and he felt a knot of rage tighten in his chest.
"Ye Yunfeng! I think you’re courting death—"
He lunged forward, ready to strike!
A flicker of excitement lit up Ye Yunfeng’s eyes. ’A fight! Perfect! As long as Murong Ye throws the first punch, I’ll have every reason to retaliate!’
’And when my sister asks, I’ll just tell her it was self-defense—’
"What do you think you’re doing!"
A sharp roar cut through the air. Murong Ye instinctively turned, his heart lurching. All his previous bravado instantly deflated.
"L-Lord Master..."
Upon seeing Feng Zhang, the crowd of students reacted like mice seeing a cat, and they all hurried to bow in unison.
"Greetings, Lord Master!"
Feng Zhang’s face was stern, his presence naturally imposing. "This is the Imperial College! If you want to fight, prove your worth on the battlefield killing our enemies! What kind of man are you, trying to act tough here!"
Murong Ye, of course, knew the rebuke was aimed at him. But he couldn’t afford to cross Feng Zhang, so he had no choice but to swallow his indignation.
"I was wrong."
’I can’t be bothered to waste my breath on him,’ Feng Zhang thought. ’His father can teach him a lesson.’
’Besides, if even Murong Yang can’t discipline this blockhead, why should I waste my energy?’
Feng Zhang ignored him, his gaze shifting to land on Ye Yunfeng.
Ye Yunfeng silently straightened his shoulders.
’This kid... still has so much nerve!’
Feng Zhang was so furious he could have spat blood. ’After what happened the other day, if it had been anyone else, I would have long since sent them to meet their ancestors. Yet here’s Ye Yunfeng, acting as if nothing happened!’
Feng Zhang pointed a finger at him and barked,
"Ye Yunfeng! You! Get over here, now!"
