Chapter 1498: Chapter 1497: Fallacious Argunt_1 Chapter 1498: Chapter 1497: Fallacious Argunt_1 These words did not improve Bei Lingsu’s complexion, it was Bei Yun who opened his mouth, “Aunt, do you like His Highness Prince Wei?”
As soon as these words ca out, they imdiately elicited a glare from Bei Lingsu, “If you keep spouting nonsense, believe it or not, I’ll turn you into a mute?!”
“Believe, of course I believe.” Bei Yun showed a scared expression on his face and fell silent.
Upon seeing this, Qiao Xiaomai turned her head to look at him, “What exactly are you doing in Capital City?”
When Bei Yun heard Qiao Xiaomai’s question, he imdiately said with a cheery smile, “Cook a al, and I’ll tell you.”
“Really?” Qiao Xiaomai was incredulous.
“Of course it’s true, I’m just a country bumpkin who hasn’t seen much of the world. The food at Ji Wei Ju just now has already conquered my stomach. Your culinary skills are touted as miraculous, and if you cook a al, not only my stomach, but my whole body will be conquered by you. Then naturally, whatever you ask, I’ll answer.”
Hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai rolled her eyes, “I think you’re here to bewitch the retired emperor.”
“I have always said that the old man is not easy to fool.” Bei Yun said with a smile, “How could I possibly rush into his hands willingly? I’m just here to hang onto my aunt’s coattails and enjoy life.”
“Is that so?” Qiao Xiaomai still looked doubtful, “Then tell about the life you used to lead.”
“The life of a country bumpkin!” Bei Yun talked with great relish. He asked the storyteller to leave and then began to educate Qiao Xiaomai about his past experiences. It was similar to how Yang Ye had earlier inford everyone about the trip to Yuhu. He patiently but succinctly recounted his childhood experiences.
He was born with a strange illness that made him look terrifying when it flared up, and being alive was worse than death.
His father had to take care of his own health and look after him, so he didn’t have much ti for practicing dicine. Compared with the rural farrs, their family was slightly affluent, but in reality, they were poor.
Since his childhood, he had endured the tornt of the disease while learning to read, study dicine, and practice martial arts. His father knew his own life would be short, so he desperately wished to transfer all the knowledge in his brain to him as quickly as possible. Aside from when he was suffering from his illness, his childhood was all about studying, studying, and more studying.
Later, his father died, and his mother soon followed. He struggled to survive on his own.
Eventually, he inadvertently found a dicine that could control his illness, and he finally got a breather. He could finally do sothing else.
“Miss Qiao, in the short lives of my ancestors, aside from studying, taking dicine, and quickly marrying to produce offspring and ensure the continuation of the family line, everyone led a life filled with indescribable suffering. It was only in my generation that things finally got a bit better.”
“I can do other things, but in fact, my disease is not completely cured. I must not have too many emotional fluctuations. If my emotions fluctuate too much, I will experience chest tightness and have difficulty breathing, which can then lead to an outbreak of the illness, so I must always smile, I must smile.”
Qiao Xiaomai, “…What exactly is your disease?”
“Not sure,” Bei Yun shook his head, “Our branch has been researching it for nearly two hundred years, and there’s still no consensus.”
“So, your research on rotten brain pills is actually about taking revenge on those healthy people, right?” Qiao Xiaomai asked, narrowing her eyes.
“No, no, no.” Bei Yun shook his head. “I’m just looking for sothing to do for myself. My life is too dull; I want to make it more lively.” Bei Yun disagreed with Qiao Xiaomai’s suggestion.
Qiao Xiaomai, “…Your ‘lively’ is soone else’s death.”
“For this, I am very sorry, but I managed to survive despite all the difficulties, so I believe they can too. As long as they are not from the Yang Family, everyone is born to suffer. A little more or a little less suffering makes no difference.”
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