Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

Autumn Maple Town in Daxia Country.

In the ancestral hall of the Ye family, various offerings are placed on the desks carved from sandalwood. In the center of the ancestral hall, there are a few incense sticks and cigarettes curling into the quaint floor-to-ceiling black tripod.

The door was pushed open, and a thin figure entered.

It was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, her face was only the size of a palm, and her facial features were very delicate. Unfortunately, her hair was fluffy, and her dull eyes made her beauty like a pearl covered in dust.

Just as the girl walked to the desk, several people rushed out.

"Okay, I caught the thief." Several evil slaves grabbed the girl's hands and feet and pressed her to the ground.

"Woo...woo." The girl was frightened and wanted to break free from the hands of several people, but unfortunately, how could her strength be comparable to those of Ye Family's evil slaves who had learned martial arts since childhood and had reached the first level of body training.

"Ye Lingyue, it turns out that you are an idiot who gave you the courage to steal the offerings from the desk." The servant who spoke was Wang Gui, a close associate of Ye Qing, the sixth young master of the Ye family.

The one who was pinned to the ground was Ye Qing's cousin, Ye Lingyue. Although she was the young lady of the Ye family, her status in the Ye family was lower than that of a servant.

Just because Ye Lingyue is the shame of the Ye family, she is a fool.

"No...sick...cleaning." Ye Lingyue's pale face was full of panic.

"Dare to argue." Wang Gui said involuntarily, and slapped Ye Lingyue a few times.

Wang Gui is a famous martial artist. After a few slaps, Ye Lingyue's face was already swollen, and Wang Gui didn't relieve his hatred, and kicked Ye Lingyue's abdomen.

Ye Lingyue's body, like a broken kite, flew out and smashed into the big tripod in the ancestral hall, making a muffled sound.

"Silly girl doesn't move, but don't die." Seeing that Ye Lingyue didn't move for a long time, several servants of the Ye family thought she was dead.

"How can it be so easy to die? This stupid girl has been beaten for more than ten years, but she is still not alive and well. The young master said, that's a bit of a hard life." Wang Gui's mind was also vicious. He glanced at it and noticed it. The incense cauldron beside Ye Lingyue.

The ancestral hall of the Ye family was bought by the owner of the Ye family more than 30 years ago. This incense tripod was in the ancestral hall at that time and has been preserved.

Wang Gui stepped forward, pushed open the lid of the tripod, and grabbed a handful of incense ashes.

"You guys, pry open the mouth of the little silly girl and let her steal it. Let her eat enough today."

Several family slaves laughed, Ye Lingyue in their eyes, not even a wild dog.

They held Ye Lingyue's hands and feet, and stuffed the incense ash that had not been cleaned for many years into her mouth.

The moment the incense ash was stuffed into his mouth, a round object slid into Ye Lingyue's throat.

As soon as the thing entered her stomach, the silly girl Ye Lingyue only felt a scorching heat in her dantian.

Endless heat, so hot, bone-scorching heat, as if to burn her whole body to pieces.

Uncomfortable... so uncomfortable, Ye Lingyue grabbed her throat, something was about to come out of her throat.

Until blood was scratched on her neck, her enthusiasm did not ease at all. She was in unbearable pain, and slammed her head into the incense cauldron, and blood came out from her forehead.

"Oops, the little silly girl is really dead?" Wang Gui stepped forward and saw that Ye Lingyue had not moved.

The few slaves looked at each other, and then they became frightened. Although the little foolish girl had a humble status and was not taken seriously, she was still the real lady of the Ye family.

"What are you still doing, go find the young master." Wang Gui panicked, and several people fled.

In the ancestral hall, Ye Lingyue's small body curled up together.

The feeling of burning fire, wave after wave.

"Mother." Ye Lingyue shouted helplessly, but no one answered her.

Gradually, the burning sensation disappeared, and Ye Lingyue's internal organs were twisted together.

I don't know how long it took, there was a "dong" sound in my mind, as if something suddenly exploded in my dantian.

In Ye Lingyue's body, a red light flashed and quickly spread to her whole body, and her fingers moved.

Eyes—suddenly opened, the dull eyes from earlier were bright like morning stars.

The surrounding scenery became clear, Ye Lingyue sat up.

Her eyes flashed with rhinoceros.

The entrance is a quaint and atmospheric house. In the center of the house is a desk with offerings and ancestral tablets placed on it.

"I'm reborn." Ye Lingyue murmured as she looked at her hand.

Small and thin, with wounds of various sizes, this is the body of a bullied girl.

She stood up and tried to recall the information about this body, but because she was a fool before, there were only some trivial memories in her mind.

It seems that it will take some time to get used to this body.

When she turned around and was about to leave, Ye Lingyue heard a "zizizi" sound in her ears.

Not far away, on the ancient incense cauldron, the pool of blood left by Ye Lingyue's collision with the cauldron was changing.

Blood seeped into the tripod at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Lingyue's feet were cold, but her strong curiosity drove her forward.

As soon as her hand touched the tripod, a strange scene happened.

whoosh-

The ancient tripod, which originally took two or three people to lift, turned into a black light and penetrated into her palm.