"Yes, Miss, don't worry. From now on, we will study hard and will never let anyone bully us again."
"Hmm, that's good," Qingyao nodded with satisfaction. "Ghost Doctor Wuqing hates women, so he might not teach us martial arts easily. Therefore, we must be determined to cling to him, and I have a secret weapon."
Qingyao patted her stomach, a clever smile appearing at the corner of her lips.
"We understand," the three agreed to stay in Wuqing Valley and settled down with peace of mind.
On the other hand, Mingyue, having been put in her place by Mu Qingyao, was furious and rushed straight to the back mountain.
The back mountain was a medicinal herb field. Wuqing was directing several servants in the valley to organize the herbs, deciding which ones were ripe for harvesting and which needed replanting. Qingfeng stood behind him, pushing his wheelchair.
Hearing Mingyue's cries from afar, Wuqing glanced at Qingfeng, then turned back to direct others, completely ignoring the noise.
Qingfeng was steady, while Mingyue was lively.
Qingfeng managed all of Wuqing's daily affairs, while Mingyue caused trouble in the valley all day, occasionally bringing problems to his master.
However, it was precisely because of him that the valley had some human atmosphere, so everyone doted on him.
"Young Master, Young Master, I'm so angry."
As Mingyue spoke, he rushed over, hands on his hips, panting as he threw a tantrum.
At a glance, the people in the herb field were all minding their own business, as if they hadn't seen him or heard him speak. Mingyue was greatly disheartened and, unwilling to give up, spoke again.
"Young Master, Young Master, didn't you hear me speaking?"
"I'm not deaf," Wuqing said coldly. His voice had a ethereal quality, yet it was very comforting. Upon hearing his words, Mingyue calmed down considerably and pouted, "Then why is no one paying attention to me?"
"Speak, what is it this time?"
Wuqing asked him. Hearing his young master speak to him, Mingyue immediately forgot his previous unhappiness. However, the thought of that woman clinging to the valley made his face darken again, and he angrily complained.
"Young Master, how can there be such a person? She said she wanted to see you. I told her you wouldn't see her and that they should leave."
"Hmm, you did well in this matter," Wuqing nodded, bending down to pull out a two-leaf herb at his feet. After examining it, he beckoned to a servant, "This herb is sick. Find out the reason carefully?"
"Yes, Young Master," the person took the herb from Wuqing's hand, stood up, and went to examine it.
Seeing his young master busy with something else, Mingyue was displeased and called out again, "Young Master?"
"I'm listening. You handled this very well. Have they left the valley?"
Wuqing brushed off his plain white clothes, sat down, and looked at Mingyue. In truth, he had a bit of a guess; that woman probably wouldn't leave the valley easily.
If she left so easily, it wouldn't be her. She had come to Wuqing Valley through great hardship, risking being eaten by carnivorous flowers. Such a disposition was probably not something the mere Mingyue could handle.
"No, she said that since you wouldn't see her, she wasn't leaving and would stay in Wuqing Valley."
Upon hearing Mingyue's words, Qingfeng's eyes showed disdain, and he said contemptuously, "It's not difficult to make them leave. With your skills, you could send away several more without their consent."
Seeing Qingfeng's contempt, Mingyue immediately wailed.
"Of course, I know that. But she said that if we want her to leave, we have to either kill her and the child, or poison her and the child. Anyway, she's not leaving until she sees Young Master."
"Hmph, women are indeed troublesome. Young Master, what do you think about this matter?"
Qingfeng's eyes flashed with disdain after his surprise. Women were indeed synonymous with trouble. To think she would do such a thing.
Fortunately, Wuqing Valley only had men, not a single woman. Even the ants in the herb field were male.
"Ignore them. Let them stay. Send their meals as usual. They can stay as long as they wish."
Wuqing said coldly, then turned and rolled his wheelchair away. Qingfeng followed closely for a couple of steps, pushing his young master away from the herb field in the back mountain.
Mingyue stared blankly at his departing young master, taking a long time to react. Was that it? If they didn't leave and slept in his room, where would he sleep?
"Young Master, where will I sleep tonight?"
Wuqing's emotionless voice floated from afar, "In the Peach Blossom Forest."
"Ah, no," Mingyue cried out, scaring away several birds and beasts.
He couldn't understand why his young master would let those three stay. This was something that had never happened before. When had his young master been so kind as to let them stay?
Mingyue turned and looked at the servants organizing the herbs in the herb field.
"Young Master, have you been stimulated by something recently?"
"Young Master Mingyue, we don't know," the servants said in unison.
Mingyue, feeling bored, turned and flashed away quickly. Now he needed to vent, and neither people nor beasts were safe from him. He moved like a gust of wind, and the servants in the herb field sighed.
They wondered which unfortunate animal would be subjected to Mingyue's torment next.
Qingyao, Mochou, and Moyou settled into Wuqing Valley and gradually learned about the valley's situation.
Wuqing Valley was located in continuous mountains, with picturesque scenery and a beautiful environment. Besides Wuqing, there were Qingfeng and Mingyue, the two attendants. One quiet, one lively, they had inherited much from Wuqing. Although they were mere attendants, their skills were extremely formidable. Besides Wuqing and the two of them, there were a few servants in the valley, all men, who were responsible for the heavy chores of the valley.
There wasn't a single woman in the valley; it was estimated that even the animals were male.
The saying that Ghost Doctor Wuqing disliked women was indeed true. But why would he dislike women? Every action must have a cause and effect; it was impossible to dislike women for no reason.
However, several days had passed since they entered the valley, and they hadn't seen Wuqing, or even Qingfeng and Mingyue. Their meals were delivered by servants, but those people knew nothing. It was impossible to extract any information from them, so they eventually gave up. For a time, Mu Qingyao and Mochou suspected they were mute, but one time they heard a meal server speak.
"Time to eat."
This startled them. So these people weren't mute. Then why wouldn't they speak for years on end? However, they only said that one sentence and then remained silent again.
The entire valley was quiet, without a single sound.
The peach blossoms were blooming brilliantly, with peach hues and willow greens. A gentle breeze blew, scattering the peach blossoms, which fell all over the ground, looking incredibly beautiful.
In front of the houses, besides the peach forest and corridors, some flowers and plants were also planted, a riot of colors and exuding a rich fragrance.