Fantasy: Giving birth but not raising? Why are you crying when I become the Immortal Emperor?

Chapter 12: Zhenbei Hou whips Ye Chang angrily! Where is my grandson? !

Qi State, Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.

"That's what happened. I only helped deliver the baby, and I know nothing about other things. They also gave me a lot of money and asked me not to reveal these things to anyone."

"As for what happened afterwards, I have no idea."

In the main hall, a middle-aged woman in simple clothes was tremblingly telling her past events. From time to time, she reached out to wipe the cold sweat from her temples, and her uneasiness was evident in her words.

boom!
Before she finished her words, Ye Zhenguo, the Marquis of Zhenbei, who was sitting on the main seat, could no longer suppress his anger. He slapped the table beside him with his palm, turning it into debris on the ground.

"Rebellious son! Evil creature!"

Veins popped out on Ye Zhenguo's forehead, he raised his head and roared, his voice as loud as thunder.

The midwife was an ordinary person and had never seen such a scene before. Her eyes rolled back and she fainted, falling to the ground.

The roar was heard from far away, and it frightened all the servants in the mansion so much that they trembled at the same time and a pale look suddenly appeared on their faces. The entire mansion fell into deathly silence almost instantly.

"In order to avoid being discovered, you dare to send my own grandson to foster care somewhere else?"

With a pair of tiger eyes filled with monstrous anger, Ye Zhenguo stared fiercely at the woman who had fainted on the ground. His eyes were ferocious, as if he wanted to bite her.

"Go! Tell that rebellious son Ye Chang to come over here right now!"

He frowned and waved his hand violently to give the order.

After hearing the order, the subordinates standing beside them immediately bowed in response and hurriedly walked out of the hall, their backs looking like they were fleeing in panic.

It's really scary when our old master gets angry.

"What are you guys doing standing there like wooden stalks? Get this woman out of here!"

Ye Zhenguo roared again with a sullen face, which frightened several other subordinates in the hall so much that they shrank their necks and hurriedly carried the unconscious midwife out of the main hall.

A moment later, Ye Chang hurried over with the messenger.

"Dad, you look for me."

As soon as he entered the door, Ye Chang noticed that the atmosphere in the main hall seemed to be a little bit off.

Looking at his father again, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his beard was trembling slightly, and there was clear anger in his eyes. Ye Chang's heart trembled, and he felt something was wrong.

Ye Zhenguo stared at his son coldly and asked in a gloomy tone,
"Eight years ago, you secretly met with the Saintess of Yao Chi, and together you went to the village at the foot of Yunlian Mountain, and handed a baby to a farmer in the village. Is this true?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chang was stunned and his face tense.

After all these years, this matter still could not be concealed.

He sighed inwardly, the truth would eventually come to light.

"It's true."

Seeing that his father had even found out about that small mountain village, Ye Chang knew that it would be futile to cover it up at this point. He made up his mind and simply admitted the matter.

Seeing him nod, Ye Zhenguo's eyes twitched fiercely, and he suppressed his anger and continued to ask in a deep voice,
"Where is that child now? Where is my grandson?!"

Ye Chang's face was gloomy, his hands in his sleeves trembled slightly, and he answered,

"The child is missing."

After these words were spoken, Ye Zhenguo could no longer bear it and felt completely numb!
"lost?!!"

"You evil beast!!"

He stood up suddenly, with a ferocious look on his face and roaring angrily, and kicked Ye Chang to the ground with a fierce kick!

"Get out of here!"

"How did the child get lost? Explain clearly!"

Ye Chang smiled bitterly in his heart, climbed up, stood respectfully, and no longer dared to hold back, telling his father the whole cause and effect of the matter in detail.

"That's basically the situation. The jade pendant that Yao'er left for the child was not broken, and there has been no news of any unusual movements over the years. The child should still be alive now." "Should?!"

Ye Zhenguo's originally rough tone became shrill. He stared at Ye Chang viciously, wishing he could strangle this unfilial son to death.

"Come here! Hang this rebellious son on the tree at the door and lash him three hundred times!"

Ye Zhenguo turned around and roared outside the hall.

Ye Chang was numb.
Being hung at the gate of the marquis's mansion and whipped is too humiliating.

Not long after, Ye Chang, with a bitter look on his face, was hung up outside the main gate of the Marquis' Mansion. Ye Zhenguo, Marquis of Zhenbei, took action personally. The long whip in his hand whistled like wind, and he lashed him hard with a sullen face!
At this moment, the main gate of the mansion was surrounded by the people of the city, who were watching this rare scene from afar, and the sound of discussions rose and fell.

"What's going on? The old marquis whipped his own son himself. Why is he so angry?"

"I don't know. I heard that Ye Changping is usually quite reliable. I don't know what he did wrong this time to anger the old marquis."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he was so cruel. Look at the blood gushing out of his back. It's really too tragic."

"..."

After three hundred lashes, Ye Chang's exposed back was already in a horrible state, covered with scars and blood, leaving a glaring pool of blood on the ground.

Ye Zhenguo's attack this time was extremely severe and merciless. He would probably have to stay in bed for at least half a month before he could gradually recover.

Throwing the whip aside, Ye Zhenguo did not even bother to check on his son's injuries. He turned around with a grim face and returned to the Marquis' Mansion.

Ye Zhenguo entered the study alone and stood there in a daze. After a moment, he sighed softly.
"Grandson, where are you now?"

However, the Ye family had a Human King among their ancestors in ancient times, who was an unrivaled warrior above the immortals. Therefore, a special bloodline flows in the bodies of all the direct descendants of the Ye family, the blood of the Human King.

This is a physical condition unique to the human race and is extremely rare.

In the future, perhaps I can find my grandson through his age and the characteristics of this human king’s blood.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhenguo felt a little relieved, but he was still upset about Ye Chang's reckless behavior.

"That damn bastard! It's unfortunate that such a bastard appeared in our family!"

"How dare you lose my own grandson, you bastard! I'm so pissed off!"

If Ye Chang hadn't been severely injured by his beating, Ye Zhenguo would have picked him up and given him a good beating!
……

time flies.

Da Chu Imperial Palace.

Ye Lingyun practiced sword with Xue Yi and had a very happy time during this period.

One day, when the two were taking a break at the martial arts arena, Xue Yi mentioned this matter to him.

"I heard someone say that a few days ago, something very interesting happened in Qi State."

"The Marquis of Zhenbei hung his son on a tree outside the Marquis's mansion and whipped him himself. He beat him so badly that he lost all face."

"But his son Ye Chang just stood there and didn't give any reason."

"In the past few days, when the news came out, people all over the world were discussing it privately, speculating what it was all about."

Hearing her say this, Ye Lingyun just smiled and said nothing, thinking secretly in his heart.

It sounded like Ye Chang had secretly fostered himself without telling the old man, and the truth was finally revealed, so the old man taught him a lesson.

You deserve it.

When I return to Qi in the future, I will also settle this account!

At night, Ye Lingyun was still sleeping in the empress's arms.

It has become a habit over the years.

(End of this chapter)