The Marriage of an Esteemed Supreme Healer, a Noble Ruler

"So what?" She raised her voice and tucked her hair behind her ear, raising her eyebrows at him.

This extremely simple action was done by her, but it was also unique. The charm in her bones and the enchantment in her eyes were really impossible to ignore.

The man was a little infatuated. Then, he saw Xiao Ba raise her red lips slightly and say with a faint smile, "Do I look like I'm that free?"

Hearing her call herself that, the man's expression changed slightly.

This was using her identity as a deity.

The Eighth Deity was in charge of the medicinal mountain now, but although she had power, she was always gentle and charming. No matter who she saw, she always seemed to be smiling. This made many people forget her identity and still treat her as a beautiful and bewitching woman.

She rarely used her identity to suppress others. Unexpectedly, today—

No matter how insensible he was, he could tell that Xiao Ba was unhappy.

"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare!" The man's face turned red, and he waved his hand nervously. "Si-since the Eighth Deity is busy, I… won't disturb you anymore!"

With that, he finally turned around and left reluctantly.

There was still a hint of heartbreak on his face. It was obvious that he didn't expect to be rejected so bluntly.

However, Xiao Ba crossed her arms and snorted. Then, she turned around and walked back.

Lady Shiyi and Lady Shi'er looked at each other.

After some deliberation, Lady Shiyi asked, "Eighth Sister, you seem very angry?"

Xiao Ba snorted. "How can I not be angry when I'm disturbed by these people?"

Lady Shi'er fiddled with the last pill in her hand and whispered hesitantly, "However, it was like this in the past but… Eighth Sister was rarely angry."

Lady Shiyi nodded in agreement. "Besides, that person just now wasn't bad."

This was the most important thing.

Who in the entire Fantasy Divine Palace didn't know that the Eighth Deity was superficial?

She was extremely beautiful and was naturally extremely picky when it came to men. It was even more so in terms of looks. She wouldn't even look at anyone who didn't catch her eye.

Therefore, although many people had come during this period of time, they were actually quite confident. At the very least, their looks weren't bad. As for other aspects, they could be considered to have their own merits.

Logically speaking, Xiao Ba wouldn't be angry if these people came. Sometimes, when she was in a good mood, she would even say a few more words to relieve her boredom.

But now… she opened fire without hesitation. It was really rare.

Xiao Ba frowned. "Do I?"

Lady Shiyi nodded with certainty. "You do."

"I say, is he very handsome?" Xiao Ba glanced at the two girls suspiciously. "Why is your taste so bad now?"

Lady Shiyi and Lady Shi'er: "…"

To be fair, that person just now could be considered good looking… Why does Eighth Sister seem to dislike him?

Lady Shi'er swallowed the last pill in her hand. Her cheeks puffed up slightly as she chewed and asked, "Eighth Sister thinks he's not good-looking?"

"Of course."

"Then, who's handsome?"

Xiao Ba stopped in her tracks, but a handsome and cold face suddenly appeared in her mind. Then, she was shocked, and her eyes widened.

Seeing her reaction, Lady Shi'er was confused. She leaned toward her sister and asked in a low voice, "Sister, why is Eighth Sister reacting like this? It's as if she's frightened by something?"

Didn't I just ask who she thought was handsome… In the past, Eighth Sister liked to talk about this topic. But now, this reaction is a little strange.

Lady Shiyi was deep in thought. "Eighth Sister… seems to be thinking about someone."

The person who frightened her should be the person she thought of at this moment.

She paused and suddenly inquired, "Eighth Sister, who are you thinking about?"

Her sudden question woke Xiao Ba up.

When she looked up, she saw the two girls' clear eyes.

Xiao Ba suddenly felt a little embarrassed, as if a secret had been revealed. But—

She didn't even know what was going on!

"N-No." She coughed and walked quickly toward the room. "I suddenly remembered that there are some things I haven't done yet. You guys, help yourselves."

Halfway through, she suddenly thought of something. She turned around, picked up the two baskets, and hurriedly left the house.

Lady Shiyi and Lady Shi'er: "…"

We didn't ask anything just now, right? Eighth Sister… She is unfathomable.

"Eighth Sister seems to… have someone she likes." Lady Shi'er was shocked and quickly swallowed the remaining half of the pill as her face turned red.

"Re-really?! Who is it?!"

Lady Shiyi shook her head and touched her chin thoughtfully. "From the looks of it, she just liked him not long ago…"

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "Could it be Young Master Yun?!"

…

"Ah-choo!" Yun Muchen, who had just arrived at Phoenix Mountain, suddenly sneezed.

He rubbed his nose. "Who misses me so much…"

Tuan Zi, who was standing at the side, looked at him faintly. "Maybe it's Hong Yao."

Yun Muchen was speechless.

He ruffled Tuan Zi's hair and snorted. "Little girl, you have a sharp tongue. Are all the women in the world so difficult to serve when they're young?"

Tuan Zi was stunned. "What?"

Yun Muchen glanced at her. "Children don't have to care about adult matters."

Tuan Zi scoffed.

Yun Muchen was speechless.

…

"Who do you think the Eighth Deity likes?" Yu Mo looked incredulous.

Lady Shi'er said with certainty, "My sister said it must be him!"

Yu Mo's mind was in a mess. "How is that possible? Wasn't she with Yan—"

Before he could finish, he looked up and bumped into a figure.

Yu Mo immediately fell silent.

Yan Qing held his sword and walked past the two of them expressionlessly.

Seeing this, Yu Mo hurriedly followed. "Hey! Hey! Wait!"

Yan Qing stopped in his tracks. "What's the matter?"

Yu Mo shivered. "Um… it's fine. I'm just asking. You haven't gone to look for the Eighth Deity recently? How can you do this? How can you give your wife to others?"

Yan Qing frowned but didn't say anything.

Yu Mo placed his arm on his shoulder and lowered his voice. "In my opinion, although Young Master Yun is better looking than you—ahem, no, we're in a favorable position! You have to strike first!"

He rubbed his chin and smiled mischievously. "Anyway, you don't have any clean reputation to speak of anymore. Why don't you follow the Eighth Deity?"