Chapter 1770 - 830: Two Women, One Drama

Chapter 1770: Chapter 830: Two Women, One Drama

The Divine General of the Thirteen Riders walked in briskly, holding two letters in his hand.

"Sir, there’s a letter from the residence."

Needless to say, Jin Mu and the others knew who the letters were from.

"Oh, Brother Xi is really lucky, both ladies at home are so concerned about you. Letters come every few days and in pairs, I’m truly envious."

Jin Mu and Chen Mu exchanged a knowing look and teased.

No one knew what was going on with those two women at the Northern Territory Divine Palace; it was like a competition, one family letter followed by another.

Xi Jiuye was naturally a cold character; initially, he would open the letters to take a look, but later, seeing only trivial matters inside, he lost even the desire to read them.

Suppressing his displeasure, he took Lan Chuchu’s letter and glanced at it.

As for the one from Hong Mingyue, he didn’t even look at it.

"Brother Xi, as your elder, let me tell you: women tend to be more emotional during pregnancy. It’s unavoidable that they might become clingy. You just need to console them occasionally."

Do women really act oddly when pregnant?

Does that mean that woman would occasionally write to Di Shen as well?

At this thought, Xi Jiuye’s heart felt heavy.

He used the excuse of replying to the letter to walk out of the tent.

"How’s the situation at the Jiu Provinces Main Camp?"

Xi Jiuye asked casually.

He was still somewhat wary of that woman Ye Lingyue, not believing she would quietly rest there, so he left some spies there.

"Report, sir, the main camp recently suffered a beast attack with significant casualties."

"Who asked you about that? Focus on the main points."

Xi Jiuye’s eyes turned cold.

The matters of the Jiu Provinces Main Camp had nothing to do with him, and everyone was so thoughtless.

The Divine General immediately understood, hesitated for a moment, then said.

"The situation concerning Captain Ye has been recorded by someone, please take a look."

Xi Jiuye took a small booklet that recorded Ye Lingyue’s daily life at the Jiu Provinces Main Camp.

This woman is actually "pregnant"?

Eating then sleeping, sleeping then eating, her diet and habits were just like a pregnant woman’s.

The more Xi Jiuye read, the angrier he got. With a wave of his hand, he threw the booklet to the ground.

But in the next moment, he did something that surprised the Divine General even more; Xi Jiuye picked up the booklet again.

"Continue monitoring, and pay attention to Ye Lingyue’s preferences, including what she likes to eat and use, her daily routine."

Xi Jiuye deliberately ignored the astonishment in the Divine General’s eyes.

He also thought what he was doing was absurd, but even if the names were the same, Ye Lingyue and Ling Yue had entirely different personalities.

Yet he still refused to give up; he wanted to know everything about Ye Lingyue, not letting go of any clues.

He kept telling himself he was just investigating whether Ye Lingyue and Ling Yue were the same person.

If Ling Yue had indeed been reborn, he must be vigilant.

She had once said she would definitely seek revenge on them.

Her parents had already caused his father’s death; he couldn’t let her harm Lan’er and his child again.

Xi Jiuye repeatedly admonished himself in his heart.

After many times, even he began to believe he was constantly searching for Ling Yue and investigating Ye Lingyue just to be on guard against her.

He didn’t realize that when he looked at the small booklet, an unknown softness flashed in his eyes.

He didn’t even notice that he had already begun to like her.

It wasn’t that Xi Jiuye was slow-witted; his background had made him grow up surrounded by hatred.

The only warmth he had ever felt came from Lan Chuchu’s care when they were children in the ancient village.

Lan Chuchu was the only person he admitted to having loved until now.

Their love was the last beautiful thing in his mind.

That beauty allowed no desecration, not even by the once-prominent Ling Yue.

Thinking of these things, Xi Jiuye convinced himself to reply to Lan Chuchu, expressing concern in every word, just like any loving couple.

In the Divine Palace, Lan Chuchu received Xi Jiuye’s letter. Upon hearing that Xi Jiuye didn’t reply to Hong Mingyue, her mood improved significantly.

She knew that Brother Jiuye wouldn’t change his heart for that vile woman’s face.

Their years of affection couldn’t be destroyed by even Ling Yue in the past, let alone a newcomer of uncertain origin.

The more Lan Chuchu thought about it, the more pleased she became. She didn’t even refuse when Lan Cang came to see his daughter.

When they were alone, Lan Cang couldn’t help but touch her. Although Lan Chuchu found it very distasteful, her body couldn’t resist the temptation.

She cursed Lan Cang in her mind, but her actions were completely different, and they rolled together again.

On one side, Lan Chuchu and Lan Cang indulged themselves, the room filled with amorous spring.

On the other side of the Northern Territory Divine Palace, however, it was like a clash of ice and fire.

"No reply again, no reply again! Xi Jiuye, what on earth do you take me for?"

Hong Mingyue, enraged, smashed things around the room.

The maids outside, hearing the continuous banging sounds, all showed looks of disdain.

"That woman is losing it again; this is the fifth time already."

"The fifth time. I heard she’s trying to win favor, imitating the Divine Consort by writing love letters to the Divine Master, but the Divine Master doesn’t even respond."

"Shameless vixen, clinging on so shamelessly, she doesn’t realize the entire Divine Realm knows the Divine Master and Divine Consort are deeply in love."

"I’ll bet that once she gives birth, the Divine Master will surely send her away."

"Giving birth is still in question; her constant fits prevent everyone from sleeping well."

The voices of gossip from outside drifted in intermittently. Hong Mingyue had smashed things, sworn furiously, and finally, exhausted, she crumpled to the floor.

In just over half a month, Hong Mingyue had withered significantly.

She had been living in the Plum Garden for over half a month.

In that half-month, she still couldn’t find peace in food or sleep.

That terrifying creature appeared every midnight without fail.

Hong Mingyue tried all sorts of methods but couldn’t catch him.

Moreover, the creature was nimble, and only Hong Mingyue could see him each time.

Over time, the maids in the Plum Garden began to gossip that the Human Clan woman, newly brought back by the Divine Master, was a madwoman.

Combined with Xi Jiuye’s deliberate neglect, Hong Mingyue was on the verge of collapse.

She felt an unprecedented sense of defeat; she had thought that by reaching the Divine Realm, she could rise to great heights and even hoped to become a god.

But now, it seemed nothing more than a pipe dream.

Xi Jiuye, that man, with a heart of iron, regarded her merely as a tool for childbirth.

He was more difficult to deal with than any man Hong Mingyue had ever met.

Other than Lan Chuchu, he showed no interest in any other woman.

The Female War God of the Northern Territory was of no use at all.

Hong Mingyue touched her own face; outside the window, twilight was approaching, her eyes were filled with unwillingness.