Everyone was silent the entire way as they quickly escorted the Zhen Family members into the Saint City. The Ninth Prince and the Seventh Prince's faces changed drastically. If the Zhen Family managed to hold on, they would still be able to escape this calamity. But if they couldn't hold on and exposed the Ninth Prince, wouldn't the Ninth Prince drag the Seventh Prince down with him?
Xue Fei was still waiting in Ye Qinghan's courtyard. She didn't dare to leave. After all, she only had one son. If he died, she would have no one to rely on.
Ye Qinghan took Tong Tong back to the Left Marshal's Residence and asked Sister Yao to boil some hot water. He wanted Sister Yao to help wash Tong Tong, but Tong Tong directly refused. He took the wooden bucket and went to his room.
Ye Qinghan went to the courtyard alone. Seeing Xue Fei still standing there with a sad face, he was a bit impatient. He said coldly, "You haven't gone back for so long. Aren't you afraid that people in the palace will be suspicious?"
"Master hasn't told me how to deal with the Zhen family. If that naughty ninth prince is involved, how will he be dealt with? I can't eat or sleep well. How can I dare to leave?" Xue Fei helplessly begged.
"Zhen family, Marshal Yun has already been handed over to the Snow World Residence for interrogation. I can't stop them. The interrogation will begin tomorrow. You can go and watch. I hope they won't involve the ninth prince." Ye Qinghan said indifferently.
"Can I go and visit him?" Xue Fei asked.
"No! From today onwards, you are not allowed to meet with anyone alone. Please remember, as long as the matter of the imperial edict is exposed, His Highness the Ninth Prince will never be able to become the Crown Prince, let alone the Emperor. Whether you want to protect His Highness the Ninth Prince or the Zhen Clan, you decide for yourself, "Ye Qinghan reminded him coldly.
Then Xue Fei was expelled from the courtyard.
Ye Qinghan sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and cultivated the Sky Splitting Divine Technique. He quickly entered a state of obsession. Tong Tong was very bored after bathing, so he directly opened the door.
Tong Tong was still wearing the tattered shroud. Although it was much cleaner, it was still very shabby. However, she was unwilling to give it up. Ye Qinghan could only shake his head with a bitter smile.
Tong Tong climbed onto Ye Qinghan's bed. At this moment, he was like a newborn. He was clueless about everything except cultivation. His Immortal Body was accompanied by the Immortal Deity Technique, which would grow stronger with time. His talent was heaven-defying, so there was no need for him to cultivate.
Ye Qinghan opened his eyes slightly and looked at Tong Tong, who was lying beside him, staring at him with wide eyes. He couldn't help but smile and ask in a low voice, "What's wrong? Why don't you cultivate? "
"I don't want to cultivate. I want revenge." Tong Tong said, feeling wronged.
This obsession would probably haunt him for the rest of his life. As long as the Snow God Sect was not destroyed, his heart would never calm down.
Ye Qinghan had no choice but to put aside his cultivation to accompany him, lest he become resentful and repeat the same mistakes.
"Let's go. Father will take you to the streets to see the prosperity of the human world and experience emotions."
Ye Qinghan took Tong Tong out of the Left Marshal's Residence and walked on the streets. It was the peak time for people to walk on the streets. There were snacks, accessories, and toys. However, Tong Tong didn't care about the toys at all.
Tong Tong was absent-minded as they walked around the streets of the Sacred City. Finally, Ye Qinghan took him to the slums. No matter how prosperous a place was, there would always be poor people. Although they were all cultivators, when a cultivator's talent was not enough and their cultivation stagnated, they would be eliminated by the times and become a lowly person.
The cultivators in the slums were dressed in tattered clothes. They were all wearing extremely tattered protective divine clothing that could not withstand a single blow from someone of the same level. However, when the children gathered together, they were often happier and more innocent than the children of the rich.
The way the children of the slums entertained themselves was often very simple, or perhaps very barbaric. They fought in groups of three or five. However, no matter how they fought, it would not affect their feelings.
Ye Qinghan and Tong Tong strolled leisurely. They looked at the group of children for a while and attracted the children's attention.
"No matter if it's hatred or happiness, they all come from external things. If one's heart yearns for freedom and happiness, external things cannot change it. Look at them. Although they are poor, they are also suffering physical pain for the sake of cultivation. They are enjoying it." Ye Qinghan said to Tong Tong in a hoarse voice.
Tong Tong was deep in thought. He seemed to understand but not fully.
Ye Qinghan took Tong Tong deeper into the slums. The deeper they went, the more difficult the situation of the slums became. Along the way, he was comprehending life. His state of mind was also slowly changing. The impetuous life and the noisy world made him feel impetuous. He had never walked so quietly to comprehend this world.
"Hatred sometimes blinds our eyes. This is the nature of the common people. There are no saints in this world. They do not exist. I am also an ordinary person who cannot be more ordinary. Once, because of anger, my eyes were only filled with revenge and vengeance. Now that I think about it, I seem to have forgotten what happiness and feelings are."
Ye Qinghan murmured to himself. He pulled Tong Tong forward involuntarily. His cruel and ruthless heart was slowly being cleansed.
"When we walk forward, we must enjoy this difficult period of hard work and not suffer in it. Throw away all distracting thoughts and hatred. We only need to remember the destination in front of us. As for the process, it is best to maintain peace. Understand?" Ye Qinghan lowered his head and said.
"Yes …" Tong Tong nodded. Although he didn't really understand, he understood a little.
They walked all the way to the depths of the slums and came to a particularly small house. It was about seven or eight meters in radius. It was a house made of mud. The walls were less than half a meter high. In the courtyard, there was a dying old man and a five or six year old girl. The old man's vitality was dissipating. He was a mid-level god priest. He must have been seriously injured to be so rotten.
The little girl held the old man's large hand. Her body trembled slightly. She was very sensible.
"Grandpa, I'll sell myself to buy the life-saving divine medicine for you …" The little girl cried bitterly.
"Idiot … Who would pay the price of life-saving divine medicine for a child … Little Tong, grandpa can't be saved. I can't let go now … Cough cough … If I can't let go of you, what will you do in the future?" The old man's eyes were filled with sadness and despair.
She was too young. No one would buy it. This Little Tong's livelihood had become a problem.
Ye Qinghan and Tong Tong looked at the small courtyard from afar. Tong Tong looked up at Ye Qinghan and murmured, "Daddy, aren't you going to save him?"
"There are so many people like him in the world. You can save one, but can you save a second? Even if you save a second, a third, or a fourth, what can you do? "Ye Qinghan asked calmly.
Tong Tong was silent. Her eyes were filled with sadness. She didn't know how to answer Ye Qinghan, but she also wanted to save the fate of this little girl who shared the same name as her.
"Do you want to save her fate?" Ye Qinghan asked.
"Yes, I want to save …" Tong Tong nodded.
"There are so many people's fates in the world. How can you save them?" Ye Qinghan asked again.
"I … I don't know …" Tong Tong said helplessly.
"Only when you stand at the top of the world and change the world can you save so many people at once. If you save an old man now, you will only have to save another, and then a third. This cycle will continue and waste a lot of time. Because of this, countless people will die tragically in the world." Ye Qinghan calmly reminded her.
"I hope to use this old man's life to wake you up. Don't be so stubborn. Evil people will eventually be repaid. The time and place will be determined by your strength, not your inner thoughts." Ye Qinghan stared at the old man. He watched as his life force slowly dissipated and his withered hand fell to the ground. His eyes were unfocused. He didn't try to save him. Perhaps it was a simple effort, but his fate was ultimately to wake Tong Tong up.
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