The Continent of the Forest of Gods.

The Kingdom of Nanyue.

Ghost Street.

Ouch!

My head feels like it's exploding, and it hurts so badly, like a truck ran over it. It's incredibly painful!

Ye Hiran struggled to open her heavy eyes, but all she saw was darkness.

He wrinkled his nose, the air thick with a pungent, fishy smell.

Huh?

Where am I? How did I get here?

Wasn't it betrayed by friends, ambushed by the enemy while on a mission and died along with them?

"hiss"

The next moment, Ye Hisui only felt a sharp pain in her head, and large chunks of memories surged in like water.

Wow!

It's actually a time-travel/reincarnation story? That's so cliche!

However, dogs are dogs. The most important thing is that we survived, nothing is more important than being alive.

To be reborn as "Ye Hiran" again, facing the same enemy and ultimately meeting their demise together.

The original owner was Ye Hishen, the eldest son of the Ye family in Nan Yue Kingdom. His grandfather was a respected senior official in Nan Yue Kingdom, and both his father and mother were highly talented.

It's a pity that both parents passed away unexpectedly. The second uncle became the temporary head of the Ye family, while the second aunt Zhu and the two cousins, Ye Yuting and Ye Yuwei, have always seen the original owner as a thorn in their side, all because the original owner was betrothed to the Crown Prince, Huangfu Xian.

Besides the original owner being unable to cultivate spiritual energy, all other members of the Ye family, except for the Ye family's patriarch, regarded the original owner as a disgrace to the Ye family. Therefore, out of sight of the Ye family's patriarch, the original owner lived worse than a dog!

Okay, the Senro Continent values strength above all else. They respect the strong and scorn the weak.

Here, humans are divided into cultivators and ordinary people. Cultivators can cultivate spiritual power, and the higher their cultivation level, the stronger their strength, with no limit to their power. Ordinary people cannot cultivate spiritual power and are called waste, like the original owner.

Ye Hisui's previous life was a notorious special agent. The original owner wouldn't have cared about such things at all. With a sneer, since she had taken over this body, she would make sure the original owner got justice for everything. She would make those who bullied the original owner pay the price they deserved!

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of light footsteps from outside, accompanied by faint voices.

"Big Boss, are we really going to do this? Although Miss Ye is a wastrel, she's still the fiancée chosen by the Crown Prince. What if the Crown Prince finds out he's been cuckolded? Will he kill us?"

"What are you afraid of? Prince Consort has been trying to get rid of Miss Ye for a long time. Perhaps the prince will reward us when he succeeds."

"Really? Oh, yes, Miss Ye Er just told us that the eldest Miss Ye has been fed flower poison. Miss Ye Er and the Crown Prince are quite fond of each other; they'll definitely give us extra rewards later."

Ye Hijian heard the conversation between the two and slightly frowned.

Poison flower?

Bearing the full agony, he placed his hand over his pulse.

He must have been drugged, but it hasn't kicked in yet.

A flash of coldness crossed Ye Feiran's eyes, and her mind rapidly searched through her memories.

Second sister? Third sister? Fiancé?

Okay, great! Everyone is waiting for you!

Footsteps grew closer. Ye Hian's eyes sharpened as she scanned her surroundings, grabbing a hairpin that lay beside her, its owner unknown.

Soon, the two arrived in front of Ye Hissain. The dark dilapidated temple was illuminated by torches.

"Hmph, hmph, despite the evidence of your past, you're still a beauty. Hehe, little one, let big brother take good care of you!"

After finishing his words, one of them grinned wickedly and reached out to rip open Ye Hishui's clothes.

When his hand was about to reach Ye Hishui, Ye Hishui, who had been closing her eyes, suddenly opened them. A flash of killing intent passed through her cold and sharp eyes.

"Die!"

One hand grabbed the Han man's foot and pulled with all their might. The unprepared Han man lost his balance and fell to the ground.

It was too late to hesitate. Ye Hishen abruptly sat up, his bloodstained hands slamming viciously into the burly man's neck.

Bang!

Da Han's head tilted, and he completely passed out.

Another burly man, standing on the side holding a torch, watched the scene before him in disbelief. His eyes bulged out like dead fish because of his surprise.

Seeing an opportunity, Ye Hisheng followed suit and knocked the other person unconscious who hadn't reacted yet.

Two such weaklings, dreaming of going up against this legendary special agent from a past life, is simply laughable!

Knowing that the flower medicine was about to take effect, Ye Feidian quickly tied the two of them up.

Isn't Ye Yuting the one who wants to ruin someone's innocence? Then let's return it with her own methods!

Stepping out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Feiduan warily surveyed the surroundings. A flash of memory told her this was Kyoto's outskirts, famed for its haunted streets.

On both sides of Ghost Street are either haunted houses or temples. It is rumored that you can see ghosts if you walk around Ghost Street, so many people come here, especially after nightfall.

Hehe, Ye Yuting sure knows how to pick a spot.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, causing Ye Feidian's nose to twitch. A flicker of joy arose in her heart as she quickened her pace and entered the haunted house on the east side of Ghost Street.

The deeper you go, the stronger the smell of medicine in the air becomes.

By moonlight, you can see that the haunted house is a herb garden, filled with all kinds of medicinal herbs.

All of this was too strange. Ye Hixian couldn't help but be on high alert, silently observing her surroundings. There wasn't a single trace of any presence.

The next moment, the white figure swiftly darted through the herb garden, quickly gathering the medicinal herbs they needed.

Then, Ye Hishen found work at the haunted house and practiced making medicine by grinding medicinal herbs into a poultice to take.

After a quarter of an hour, the flower poison Ye Hixian had been poisoned with began to dissipate.

Next, she didn't forget to prepare some healing potions, after all, there was bound to be injuries. She also made some stun potions, upgraded versions of flower poison, and upgraded versions of frenzy, all the potions that might be needed.

Finally, he brushed the grass clippings off his robe and glanced around. In a polite tone, he said, "Thank you!"

After finishing his words, Ye Hiran left with a carefree air.

Unknown to anyone, a four-leaf clover, just as tall as a finger, hopped and skipped after it silently.

Ye Hisui returned to the Ghost Temple and quickly put the two big men on the carriage, then drove the carriage in the direction of Ye Mansion according to memory.

Meanwhile, clover had silently entangled itself in Ye Hisui's dark hair behind her back. Its four leaves swayed constantly, as if beckoning to the excitement.

Whenever Ye Hi-ran turned her head to look back, the four-leaf clovers would immediately hide, not giving away a single breath.

Ye Hishen discovered nothing, frowning slightly as she murmured, "Strange, I always feel like someone is following me?"

Back near the Ye Residence, Ye Huidian drove her carriage to a secluded and hidden place, then quietly climbed over the wall alone and returned to the Ye Residence.

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