Become a Royal Son-in-Law in Qin

Yan Ruyu's gaze swept over the marriage contract, and after a long period of contemplation, she finally nodded and said, "Then you'll come back to Qingyun Sect with me first. We'll find him later."

Ye Yu had already left, and it was unrealistic to chase after him now.

Moreover, the blood poison in her body had just resurfaced and needed to be suppressed by someone in the sect.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruyan's face lit up with joy. She had managed to latch onto Yan Ruyu, a truly powerful figure.

She then left Liu Manor with Yan Ruyu and headed for Qingyun Sect.

In the Great Yan Imperial Palace, within Ye Qingxuan's residence.

Ye Qingshuang walked in with a bitter expression, her gaze falling upon Ye Qingxuan, who was lying in bed.

Ye Qingxuan had already woken up and knew she had been poisoned and could no longer use any spiritual energy. She stared blankly at the ceiling.

"Second Sister..." Ye Qingshuang called out softly.

Hearing Ye Qingshuang's voice, Ye Qingxuan's eyes immediately brightened. Cang Yun had mentioned earlier that Ye Qingshuang might bring someone who could cure her.

"Did you bring them?" Ye Qingxuan asked, her voice trembling.

Ye Qingshuang shook her head bitterly. Ye Qingxuan's expression completely dimmed, her face ashen.

Ye Qingshuang didn't know what to say and could only stand silently by her side.

A moment later, Cang Yun entered and asked Ye Qingshuang, "What happened? I was refining pills just now and didn't notice anything unusual with the jade token."

"Master, is there really no way to cure my Second Sister's poison?" Seeing Cang Yun, Ye Qingshuang burst into tears. She found it unbearable to see her Second Sister in this state.

Cang Yun glanced around. Seeing that Ye Yu had not arrived, he finally sighed and said, "He truly refuses to forgive you. You should ask your Imperial Father to find a solution for your Second Sister's predicament."

"Forgive? Master, do you mean...?" Ye Qingshuang was stunned, not quite understanding Cang Yun's meaning.

"Of course, I mean Ye Yu. Only he can resolve this poison. After all, he is a Rank 7 Alchemist," Cang Yun sighed.

Hearing this, Ye Qingshuang froze, her face filled with disbelief. "What did you say? Ye Yu is a Rank 7 Alchemist? Did you mean that the poison wasn't administered by Ye Yu?"

"When did I ever say that Ye Yu administered the poison? What exactly happened just now?" Cang Yun frowned, sensing that something was not simple, and pressed for details.

Ye Qingshuang then recounted what had happened at the Liu residence.

As she spoke, Cang Yun's expression grew increasingly helpless, and he could only manage a wry smile in the end.

Ye Qingxuan, lying on the bed, slumped down completely. But then she struggled to get up, "I want to find Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu can save me. Xiao Yu will definitely save me. He used to like me so much!"

Ye Qingshuang said nothing more, stepping forward to help Ye Qingxuan up. Under Cang Yun's watchful gaze, they stumbled out of the sleeping quarters.

As for Ye Qingwan, after being brought back to the Imperial Palace, she had been kneeling in the Fengtian Hall.

Ye Fan had taken the Imperial Throne. He was now looking at Ye Xuan beside him with a benevolent smile. "Not bad, not bad. You're already in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. You're not far from Golden Core. I will help you advance to the late stage of Golden Core before the War of a Hundred Dynasties. Don't disappoint me."

With that, Ye Fan waved his hand, and numerous heavenly treasures appeared on the floor of the Fengtian Hall, filling the entire hall with spiritual energy.

Ye Qingwan stared at the scene, dumbfounded. The sheer amount of resources here probably exceeded the combined treasure vaults of the entire Great Yan Dynasty.

"Imperial Father, are all these for me?!" Ye Xuan's eyes widened in surprise and delight.

With these treasures, combined with the cultivation methods of the Blood Demon Race, he was confident he could catch up to Ye Yu in a short period, or even surpass him.

"Indeed. These are the betrothal gifts from the Great Zhou Dynasty," Ye Fan said.

"Betrothal gifts?" Ye Qingwan caught the key information and blurted it out subconsciously.

Ye Fan glanced at Ye Qingwan indifferently and said, "Yes, you and Xiao Xuan will marry into the Great Zhou after the War of a Hundred Dynasties, to form a marriage alliance with the Fourth Prince of Great Zhou."

"Wh-what? The Fourth Prince of Great Zhou? Zhou Li?!" Ye Qingwan's face instantly turned pale.

Who was Zhou Li? If the former Ye Yu was renowned throughout Qingzhou for his talent, then Zhou Li had left a shadow in people's hearts with his brutality.

Legend had it that Zhou Li's cultivation talent was heaven-defying, comparable only to Ye Yu before he lost his Spiritual Root. Even Ye Qingxuan was far inferior to Zhou Li.

However, this man was a bloodthirsty killer. Over the years, the Great Zhou had tried to arrange marriages for him, but none of his imperial consorts had survived the first night.

Each one was carried out the next day as a dried corpse.

"Do you have an objection?" Ye Fan asked, displeasure evident on his face as he coldly glanced at Ye Qingwan.

For the vast majority of royal families, princesses were mere tools for marriage alliances, items used for binding interests.

"Imperial Father... I..." Ye Qingwan trembled as she spoke, but ultimately could not utter a word. She could only look pleadingly at Ye Xuan beside her.

Sensing Ye Qingwan's gaze, Ye Xuan secretly observed Ye Fan's expression and immediately said, "Eldest Sister, Imperial Father has already accepted the betrothal gifts. This matter is settled. Don't you always say that maintaining the royal family's dignity is important? How can you let Imperial Father break his promise?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingwan's body trembled. She was momentarily speechless. These words sounded eerily familiar.

Weren't these the same words used against Ye Yu back then?

Her expression instantly darkened, and she weakly sank to the ground.

Meanwhile, under the leadership of Qin Wushuang, a late-stage Nascent Soul great power, Ye Yu and the others quickly arrived at the capital of Great Qin.

Without any reservations, Qin Wushuang brought the three into his sleeping quarters. With a wave of his hand, an invisible fluctuation spread out, sealing off the entire palace.

"Is what Situ said true? Can you really refine Rank 7 pills?" After completing everything, Qin Wushuang stared intently at Ye Yu and asked.

Hearing this, Ye Yu looked at Situ Guang beside him.

Situ Guang understood Ye Yu's intention. He flipped his palm, and the Rank 7 pill, the Life Profound Origin Pill, filled with the aura of life, appeared before Qin Wushuang.

No matter how eloquently you speak, facing an emperor like this, it's most practical to let him see for himself.

After confirming it was the Life Profound Origin Pill, Qin Wushuang took a deep breath, his eyes starting to sparkle as he looked at Ye Yu. He stepped forward, grabbed Ye Yu's shoulder, and asked, "You don't seem to have anywhere to go right now. Why not stay in Great Qin and be my ninth consort?"

Qin Ruoxian, standing nearby, immediately blushed. With a look of embarrassed annoyance, she stepped forward and yanked Qin Wushuang's beard, saying, "If you spout any more nonsense, I'll pull out all your beard!"

After speaking, Qin Ruoxian secretly glanced at Ye Yu. Her eyes, however, showed no embarrassment or annoyance; instead, they were full of anticipation for Ye Yu's answer.

Ye Yu smiled upon hearing this but didn't reply. He flipped his palm, producing a longsword that was entirely ice-blue.

Seeing this, Qin Wushuang and the others' expressions changed instantly.