I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad? Chapter 372: Sinister at First Glance

When White Spirit saw her, she went wild with agitation. ’What took you so long? I was about to be tornted to death... SOB... SOB...’

Ye Qianning put a small hand to her lips and shushed her. ’Does this little thing want to attract everyone over here?’

White Spirit understood and stopped her flailing. She gripped the bars of the cage with her small paws, staring at her with a wronged expression, as if complaining that she was late.

"Isn’t this your own fault for being too playful?" Ye Qianning chided.

But she could see the little creature was indeed quite haggard. Her once-white fur was now dull and lusterless, looking a bit dry. She also seed to have lost so weight.

It looked like she had suffered a bit.

White Spirit clutched her paws aggrievedly. Already nursing a sense of grievance, she turned her back after being chided, refusing to look at her.

"Alright, co on out," Ye Qianning said, opening the cage.

Still sulking, White Spirit refused to move.

Ye Qianning felt resigned. Without trying to coax her, she walked toward the inner chamber.

On the bed in the inner chamber lay an eight or nine-year-old girl. She was quite pretty, but her face was a little pale and her complexion wasn’t very good. ’The dicine King sect has plenty of skilled people.’

’With life-extending pills in hand, can’t they even cure a simple case of heart pain?’

’Do they really have to take White Spirit’s heart and liver to make dicine?’

"COUGH, COUGH..." The person on the bed coughed lightly and slowly opened her eyes.

The instant the girl turned her head, Ye Qianning ducked out of sight.

’The little demoness is awake! Help! The little demoness is awake!’ White Spirit shuddered, then reached out a paw to close its own cage door before curling into a terrified ball.

"..."

Ye Qianning thought her intelligence was seriously lacking.

"Servants," she called, her voice slightly hoarse.

A palace maid pushed the door open and entered. "Miss Yuan, you’re awake."

"COUGH, COUGH..." Yuan Xinyou coughed lightly as she sat up.

"Miss Yuan, please be careful."

"What ti is it?"

"It is the Hour of the Dragon. Does Miss Yuan wish to get up?"

Yuan Xinyou raised her hand.

Seeing the gesture, the palace maid imdiately supported her arm to help her stand, then knelt on the floor to put on her shoes.

Yuan Xinyou stood up, her eyes still hazy with sleep. She let the palace maid change her clothes, then sat down at the vanity.

Two more palace maids entered. One carried a water basin, and the other held items for her to rinse her mouth.

The entire procession was treatnt worthy of an empress. Watching how accustod Yuan Xinyou was to it, Ye Qianning realized she was clearly used to being served. ’She doesn’t act like soone who only entered the palace just before the birthday banquet at all.’

By now, Yuan Xinyou’s sleepiness had completely faded. She opened her eyes and gazed into the bronze mirror as a palace maid combed her hair into a bun.

Through the bronze mirror, Ye Qianning saw a pair of sinister eyes. So people shine just by standing there, doing nothing. Others, with just a single glance, exude a palpable darkness.

Yuan Xinyou was the latter. As a whole, the eight-or-nine-year-old was already devastatingly beautiful, but looking at her phoenix eyes alone was enough to make one shudder in fear.

If she closed her eyes, her world-toppling beauty would make one long to gaze upon her. But with her eyes open, people would shrink back at the re sight of her. Beautiful, yet unapproachable.

"Sss..."

Yuan Xinyou’s brow furrowed slightly.

"This servant deserves death! This servant deserves death!"

The palace maid combing her hair instantly went pale with fright and dropped to her knees.

The other three standing palace maids also hurried to their knees, prostrating themselves on the floor, not daring to lift their heads.

"You can’t even comb a simple hairstyle. What use are your hands?" Yuan Xinyou said coldly.

"This servant deserves death! I beg Miss Yuan to show rcy!" the palace maid kowtowed again and again.

"Soone, take her out and chop off her hands."

"rcy, Miss Yuan... Miss Yuan..."

Two guards ca in, dragged the maid out, and a few monts later, several blood-curdling screams were heard.

The three palace maids prostrating on the floor trembled in terror.

"You, co comb my hair," Yuan Xinyou ordered, pointing casually at one of them.