CHAPTER 655: CHAPTER 147: NIGHT’S BIG SPENDER

"Yun Sheng! Don’t be shameless," Ye Beiming hadn’t even started to get angry when Long Shui could no longer stand it.

"Shut up, I am talking to your master, why interrupt!" Yun Sheng was displeased, what’s the matter with this woman, she and Ye Huli were having a conversation, why did she intervene?

"Long Shui, go and receive your punishment yourself, without my summon, you shall not enter," Ye Beiming’s eyes turned cold.

Long Shui, you’ve crossed the line.

Long Shui’s face turned pale.

The master is angry.

She didn’t dare to say more and hurriedly left.

The room once again became quiet.

"Little Wildcat, can’t you be a bit more genuine," Ye Beiming sighed, stretching out his hand and gently stroking Yun Sheng’s cheek.

Yun Sheng’s eyelashes trembled, and a hint of embarrassment flashed in her eyes.

Seen through again.

This man, damn him, he knows her too well.

Her spite and her caring words, he understood it all.

Although mixed with embarrassment, somewhere deep in Yun Sheng’s heart became very soft.

For a moment, the two of them had nothing to say.

The silent atmosphere made Yun Sheng’s mouth dry and her heart beat faster.

"Let me check your wound," Yun Sheng could only use the excuse of checking the wound to alleviate her own embarrassment.

Without paying any attention to Ye Beiming, she uncovered Ye Beiming’s wound and found a near-fatal one on his chest.

Looking at the wound, it was an attack that could have completely penetrated the heart.

In fact, the situation at that time was much more dangerous than Yun Sheng had imagined.

Feng Tian, that person, could be considered as the second surprise in the seventeen years of dealing with Ye Beiming.

The first surprise was, of course, the Little Wildcat in front of him.

Ye Beiming had never thought that there would be someone so important in his life, important enough that he could disregard his own life.

That day, after the Dark Night Pavilion set out its conditions, to allow the Dark Night Pavilion to quickly treat Yun Sheng.

The next day, arranged by the Dark Night Pavilion, Ye Beiming faced off against Feng Tian.

This duel between the strong, it was perhaps the most intense battle since the establishment of the Earth Wing Competition Zone.

Even Elder Yu and Elder Helian came specially to watch the fight.

In that match, Ye Beiming and Feng Tian both showed sides of themselves unknown to others.

Ye Beiming didn’t say, Yun Sheng didn’t ask.

Yun Sheng only saw that wound of Ye Beiming, and it wasn’t hard to imagine the severity of the situation then.

Her fingers couldn’t help but tremble.

This wound had even been treated with Magic Healing, showing just how dangerous the situation was at the time.

Feng Tian was actually so formidable.

"Feng Tian is not as simple as you think. He had mastered Secret Magic; this wound is from the duel," Ye Beiming pulled over Yun Sheng’s hand and placed her soft, cold hand on his burning chest.

The wound was very painful, but Yun Sheng’s hand made it feel much better.

Yun Sheng’s hand shrank back, wanting to withdraw her hand, but Ye Beiming’s strong grip held her hand firmly, making her unable to resist.

"No matter what, he ultimately lost. Ye Beiming, do you belong to the indestructible kind, to face such a powerful opponent and still come out unscathed," Yun Sheng pushed away Ye Beiming’s hand, her cheeks flushed.

Ye Beiming’s eyes captured a flicker of teasing, and Little Wildcat’s words not matching her heart stirred his emotions unexpectedly.

"You too, knowing that you’re seriously injured, why not rest properly," Yun Sheng noticed the obvious dark circles under Ye Beiming’s eyes.

Ye Beiming just smiled and did not explain further.

He has always been a light sleeper, never having anyone beside him in bed.

After the duel that day, he was severely injured.

Although Si Long insisted on escorting him back immediately, Ye Beiming still insisted on personally going to the Dark Night Pavilion to retrieve Yun Sheng.

Seeing that Yun Sheng had almost fully recovered, Ye Beiming disregarded his injuries and carried her back to their base.

Just when he was about to let go of Yun Sheng, Little Wildcat for some reason, wouldn’t let go, clinging tightly to him.

Helplessly, he had no choice but to order Long Shui to change Little Wildcat’s clothes and let Yun Sheng rest with her head on his arm.

It took a whole day and night before Little Wildcat finally woke up.

This is why the first thing Yun Sheng saw when she opened her eyes was Ye Beiming.

At this moment, his arm was still numb.

"I’ll prepare a sleep aid for you; although you are in good health, this injury is severe, and you need to rest quietly for at least half a month," Yun Sheng examined the wound and found that Ye Beiming’s wound was well treated.

She glanced several times at the open front of Ye Beiming’s clothes and noticed a suspicious stain resembling her saliva on his white shirt.

Yun Sheng’s ears burned with embarrassment, hurriedly prepared a prescription, and instructed someone to decoct the medicine.

Since that "punishment" incident, she found that the atmosphere when she was with Ye Beiming was different.

It felt slightly weird, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on what was amiss.

The medicine was quickly prepared, and after Long Shui was dismissed, a simple-looking man brought the medicine.

Yun Sheng recognized him as Long Tu, one of the "Shuanglong" from earlier.

Seeing the steaming bowl of medicinal soup made Ye Beiming’s handsome eyebrows furrow.

Yet, with Little Wildcat watching intently, Ye Beiming had no choice but to steel his nerve and took a few sips.

Upon tasting, he found the medicine not bitter but sweet, adding a hint of pleasure to his expression.

Yun Sheng, watching from the side, inwardly scoffed, thinking how such a grown man could still fear the bitterness.

In her mind, she involuntarily recalled how, at the age of six, Ye Beiming refused to take medicine.

As she remembered, Yun Sheng’s heart skipped a beat — when did she start secretly noting Ye Beiming’s preferences?

After taking the medicine, Ye Beiming indeed deeply fell asleep.

Now that Yun Sheng had woken up, he could finally rest peacefully.

After tucking Ye Beiming in, Yun Sheng, wide awake, decided to step outside.

Not long after Yun Sheng left, a black fighting spirit emerged around Ye Beiming on the bed.

This fighting spirit was dense, forming the shape of a strange demon beast; the moment the demon beast appeared, Ye Beiming’s wounds healed at a visibly fast rate.

All the while, Yun Sheng, having stepped out of the room, had no idea.

After spending a day and a night sleeping, when Yun Sheng walked out of the room, she realized it had already turned pitch dark outside.

Yun Sheng looked around, discovering that she was in a civilian residence.

It appeared to be an exquisitely maintained courtyard belonging to a wealthy individual, presumably Ye Beiming’s temporary base in Sky Wing City.

Just how wealthy was this guy, to be able to afford such a mansion in the costly Sky Wing City.

Yun Sheng felt incredibly unbalanced, wishing she hadn’t refused Ye Beiming’s gold coins earlier.

"Miss Yun, here are your Mage Robe and Magic Wand," said a person standing not far from the door.