Chapter 47 The beauty comes and becomes jealous

Chapter 47: Beauty Arrives, Jealousy Ignites

Ji Shi Clinic, night grew late.

Zhao Qingmei sat at the table, looking at the letters sent from all over Great Yan.

Among them were some plans from the Demonic Cult and messages from key personnel. These were all things she needed to review and pay attention to, and she also needed to provide further instructions.

Sometimes she would indeed read books, but other times she needed to ‘approve these letters’.

“Tan Yun, it’s getting late, prepare to close up shop.”

Zhao Qingmei glanced at the sky and commanded.

“I understand.”

Tan Yun, who was teasing Xiao Heizi, nodded and went to the entrance of Ji Shi Clinic to close up.

Just as Tan Yun was about to close the door, an embroidered shoe appeared at the entrance.

“Woof woof.”

Xiao Heizi barked twice at the intruder, then hid behind Tan Yun’s calf.

Tan Yun looked up. It was a beautiful and delicate woman, with a hint of sorrow between her brows. Her face was a bit pale, which made people feel a sense of pity.

This woman was none other than Young Miss Cao Ling'er of the Cao family.

Tan Yun asked, “Young Miss, are you here for medicine or a consultation? Our clinic is about to close.”

Cao Ling'er pursed her lips and said, “I’m not here for a consultation, nor am I here for medicine.”

Upon hearing this, Tan Yun was immediately filled with confusion. This was a pharmacy. Since she wasn’t here for a consultation or medicine, what was she here for?

“Our Young Miss wants to find Little Doctor An.” Cao Ling'er didn’t speak, but a maid behind her said.

“Looking for the son-in-law?”

Tan Yun was stunned for a moment, looked at Cao Ling'er, and asked, “The son-in-law isn’t here. Why are you looking for him?”

Not for medicine, not for a consultation, but actually looking for the son-in-law?

Tan Yun’s heart pounded, could it be…?

A hint of disappointment appeared in Cao Ling'er’s eyes, then she said, “My surname is Cao, and my name is Cao Ling'er. Little Doctor An saved my life that day. Today, my body has recovered a bit, so I wanted to come and thank Little Doctor An.”

“Since Little Doctor An isn’t here, then never mind. I’ll just come back when he is.”

As Cao Ling'er spoke, she intended to leave with the maid behind her.

“Young Miss Cao, please wait. Since you’re here, come in and have a cup of tea.”

Just then, a voice came from behind Tan Yun. Zhao Qingmei slowly walked out.

“Who is this?”

When Cao Ling'er saw the person who walked out, her heart suddenly felt a pang. Even she couldn't help but exclaim: What a beautiful person.

“I am Doctor An’s wife.” Zhao Qingmei said with a light smile.

Although Zhao Qingmei was smiling, Tan Yun, who knew her well, felt an unusual coldness.

“So it’s Little Doctor An’s wife.” Cao Ling'er forced a smile.

She had heard rumors that An Jing had married a great beauty, and she was somewhat skeptical after hearing it. But seeing her today, this was more than just a great beauty; she was simply breathtaking.

The maid behind Cao Ling'er was also stunned, not expecting that Little Doctor could marry such a beautiful, gentle, and intellectual wife, even more beautiful than her own Young Miss.

“Sister, please come in first. My husband went out for a consultation and should be back in a moment.”

Zhao Qingmei’s every frown and smile showed her dignified demeanor. “Tan Yun, go prepare some tea.”

“I understand.” Tan Yun quickly walked towards the inner hall after hearing this.

“No, no, since Little Doctor An isn’t here, I won’t disturb you.”

Seeing Zhao Qingmei like this, Cao Ling'er felt even more guilty. She bowed to Zhao Qingmei and fled as if escaping into the distance.

Zhao Qingmei watched Cao Ling'er’s receding figure, the smile on her lips gradually fading.

“Oh, where’s that Young Miss Cao?”

Before long, Tan Yun walked out with the tea, only to find no sign of Cao Ling'er.

“She went back.” Zhao Qingmei said indifferently.

“That Young Miss Cao is quite sensible.”

Tan Yun muttered, then carefully glanced at Zhao Qingmei.

She had grown up in the Demonic Cult Headquarters and had been by Zhao Qingmei’s side since childhood. Although she wasn’t her true personal maid, she understood Zhao Qingmei very well.

Especially that one incident.

She remembered when she was eight or nine years old, there was a secret room next to the Headquarters’ library for Cultivating and resting. Zhao Qingmei, as the Cult Master’s Disciple, directly chose the largest secret room in the library, and even when she wasn’t there, she wouldn’t allow others to enter.

One Cult Disciple ‘accidentally’ broke this rule. After going out on a mission, there was no news of him again. Tan Yun remembered very clearly that she was following behind Zhao Qingmei at the time and personally saw Zhao Qingmei stab a sword through the Cult Disciple’s back.

When Zhao Qingmei killed that Cult Disciple, her expression was calm and indifferent, completely unlike an eight or nine-year-old girl.

Killing like mowing down hemp, treating human lives as grass, was displayed vividly on a young girl.

After that incident, no one dared to enter Zhao Qingmei’s ‘private secret room’ again, not even to approach it. And every time Tan Yun saw Zhao Qingmei, she felt an inexplicable fear in her heart.

Unlike the fear of a strict teacher like Li Fuzhou, Zhao Qingmei’s fear was etched deep into her heart.

Zhao Qingmei was not as gentle, beautiful, and generous as ignorant people like An Jing, Han Wenxin, and Zhou Xianming thought. Only Tan Yun knew in her heart that the person before her was a Cult Master with extremely strong possessiveness, intense jealousy, and incredibly cruel and ruthless methods.

“Son-in-law, oh son-in-law, please don’t make any mistakes.” Tan Yun secretly prayed for An Jing in her heart, “You must control ‘yourself’ well.”

“The Cao family…”

Zhao Qingmei picked up Tan Yun’s teacup and took a light sip of tea.

“Your servant knows what to do.”

Tan Yun said fawningly.

Zhao Qingmei glanced at Tan Yun, “What do you know? Now is the eye of the storm, big moves are not good.”

Upon being swept by those eyes, Tan Yun immediately felt a chill down her spine, then carefully lowered her head.

The Cao family unknowingly escaped a disaster.

“Madam, what are you doing?”

Just then, An Jing walked back with his small medicine box, and found Tan Yun standing aside like she had done something wrong.

“Husband, are you tired?”

When Zhao Qingmei saw An Jing, her face immediately bloomed with a smile. She gently took the medicine box, “I’ll go draw a bath for you now.”

Saying that, Zhao Qingmei walked towards the backyard.

Madam is truly gentle as water.

An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei’s graceful back and sighed in his heart. He looked at Tan Yun, who was still standing there, “What are you still standing there for? Close up shop.”

“I understand, son-in-law.”

Tan Yun stuck out her little tongue and quickly ran to get the wooden sign.

“Oh, and no need to leave the door open.”

“What about Third Master?”

“It’s so late, and he’s not back yet. He probably won’t be back. The pleasure boat allows overnight stays after the Hai hour.”

“Son-in-law, how do you know it allows overnight stays after the Hai hour?”

“…”