Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 395 - 404: Overnight, His Hair Turned White

Ye Ling didn’t know how to answer Qing Yi’s question because he definitely hoped that Xiaomei would choose to persuade A’Niu to turn back from his reckless ways after understanding the chaos within the Netherworld.

But this matter wasn’t absolute; regarding the choices of love, no one could decide with certainty.

Ye Ling even wondered, if Xiaomei opted to flee to her beau of a thousand years, what he should do. Should he let her go or capture her to threaten the horse herder A’Niu?

"Ye Ling, do you have a wife?" Qing Yi smiled slightly as she looked at the sky and sat on the ground.

Ye Ling plopped down, nodded, and then glanced at the dozily sleeping Xiaobai on his shoulder, unable to help but smile. This little creature was really so naive.

"Yes, of course, I do. How could a person as suave and debonair as I am not have women?" Ye Ling proudly claimed.

Qing Yi nodded, "Hmm, that I believe, but not because you’re suave. It’s because you’re slick and shameless; of course, you could deceive a woman."

"Then you must be quite fickle. Tell me, how many women do you have?" Qing Yi asked, a mischievous smile on her face.

Ye Ling shrugged, "Women? Let me think, probably about a dozen."

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At these words, Qing Yi was suddenly speechless, a look of surprise on her face, "Ye Ling, are you insane? A dozen women, you must be some boar, hopping on every woman you see."

"If you don’t know, then don’t spout nonsense, okay? Who says having many women makes one a boar? This is just another way I approach love, something ordinary people can’t understand."

Ye Ling fiercely justified himself, which yes, was an excuse—another way, my foot. He was just a womanizer, plain and simple.

"Are they pretty?" Qing Yi continued, "Are they as pretty as I am?"

Ye Ling looked at Qing Yi very closely, then nodded earnestly, "A few are indeed prettier than you, but the others are quite comparable."

That was Ye Ling’s honest opinion. Qing Yi was, in fact, very attractive with a great figure and delicate skin, already at the level of a Saintess.

What was more important was that her quirky and spirited nature could attract the affection of many people.

"Humph, I don’t believe it. Once the uproar is over, I want to go with you to the human world to see if you’re bluffing!" Qing Yi said, waving her fists.

Ye Ling nodded, "Of course, as your host, I’ll make sure to treat you well, don’t worry."

"By the way, Ye Ling, with all these women, do they not fight or doubt each other? Isn’t your life exhausting?" Qing Yi asked, hugging her legs and looking up at the sky.

Ye Ling laughed, "That’s exactly what I’m proud of. My women are very tolerant, and they don’t create problems out of nothing. They get along quite nicely, so don’t worry about it."

"Hehe, you must be bluffing. My dad said women are tigers, and with so many tigers in your house, it’s practically a zoo, haha!"

Qing Yi covered her mouth, laughing, while Ye Ling simply pursed his lips, "What can I do? Why don’t you, this tiger, try out my zoo too?"

Crack, the atmosphere tensed, and Qing Yi’s face flushed red. She also remembered what happened at noon, and then, swinging her delicate fists, she said, "You jerk, take advantage of me again and I won’t be so polite, hmph."

Ye Ling suddenly burst into laughter, watching as Qing Yi’s gaze grew melancholic, "Actually, I also long for lively company, for my home to be filled with people."

"My mother died early, and my father is always busy. I am the only one at home; everyone else is afraid of me."

"I’m not actually bad-tempered; I just want to play with them, to joke around with them."

Speaking of which, Qing Yi’s body slightly arched, revealing her enchanting spinal curve.

Ye Ling smiled and stroked her head, "This is the other way to deal with love or life that I just mentioned."

"You have your way, but they don’t understand, so you have become the little witch, and I, the frivolous playboy, a wandering profligate."

Curiously, Qing Yi didn’t reject Ye Ling’s hand but rather seemed to enjoy it, taking a deep breath and feeling a wonderful sense of liberation.

"Ye Ling, is the human world fun?" Qing Yi asked in a low voice.

Ye Ling nodded, "Of course, but let me tell you, every place has its beauty and darkness coexisting, which is a relative concept. Where there are people, there will be strife; that’s a saying with much truth."

Then, Ye Ling slowly talked about the affairs of the human world, one by one, causing Qing Yi’s heart to ripple.

The shadows of the two people, under the cold moonlight, stretched longer and longer, very comfortable, very gentle.

The next morning, Ye Ling looked at Qing Yi, who was sleeping on his shoulder, and couldn’t help but smile; seeing Qing Yi’s smiling face, an unusual feeling arose in Ye Ling’s heart.

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At this moment, Xiao Mei walked out from inside the house, her figure feeble, her face pale, but what shocked Ye Ling was her hair, which had been black as a waterfall, turned white overnight.

Ye Ling had heard of hair turning white in a single night, but he had never seen it until he saw Xiao Mei and realized how shocking it was.

At this time, Qing Yi, who slept on Ye Ling’s shoulder, also seemed to sense Xiao Mei’s arrival, rubbing her sleepy eyes awake and gaped when she saw Xiao Mei.

"Sister Mei! What happened to you ..." Qing Yi covered her mouth, unable to believe what she saw.

With hair turned white overnight, Xiao Mei, an otherwise cheerful woman, became a sorrowful figure to be pitied by all in an instant.

Her lover became the prime culprit, and her long-harbored affection, for a thousand years, had not lessened at all.

"I think I can persuade him."

After Xiao Mei spoke, both were stunned again, as her voice had become somewhat hoarse and filled with a bitter taste that evoked pity.

Ye Ling interrupted Qing Yi, who was about to speak, and looked at Xiao Mei, "I think you will celebrate your decision."

After speaking, Ye Ling patted the still drowsily sleeping Xiao Bai on his shoulder, whispered a few words, and Xiao Bai’s eyes suddenly lit up, turning into a streak of white light and vanishing within the courtyard.

"Ye Ling, what is it doing?" Qing Yi was puzzled, wondering why the little creature had left.

Ye Ling, however, smiled, "It’s hungry and went out to look for some food. So, it just went ahead, and we wait at home."

Qing Yi, somewhat confused, nodded her head, "But we still have food at home, and it’s so unsafe outside now. What if someone catches it?"

"Catch it? Heh, that little guy is quite cunning, and I think it can even lure a big fish for us."

Ye Ling smiled faintly, a mysterious smile on his face, his gaze deep.