We have all the space treasury in hand, so mere exile is nothing.

Early the next morning, the official woke everyone up and continued on their way.

It was midsummer, the sun was shining brightly, and today was even hotter than usual. It was difficult for everyone to resist the scorching heat. They stopped and walked, and their traveling speed was much slower than usual.

The walking crowd was already covered in sweat, but they could no longer stop and rest. Officials were always monitoring the marching speed.

The eldest uncle was still injured, and the unbearable heat was also torturing his body. He was urged to go on his way by the official, and his consciousness was already a little blurry. After taking a few steps, his vision went dark and he fell straight down.

The officer walking at the back saw him falling and thought he was pretending to be faint to escape, so he stepped forward and said angrily: "Hey, don't pretend to be dead, get up and hurry up!"

As he spoke, he kicked him impatiently a few times. The pain gave him some consciousness. He wanted to get up, but found that he had no strength.

"stop!"

Ye Ziqiang shouted to stop, which also attracted the attention of Ye Qingran and others.

He quickly ran over to help his uncle up, and said angrily to the official: "My father is still weak from his injuries. How dare you hit him? If something happens, can you be responsible?"

"Responsible? Boy, do you still think you are the master?"

The officer heard this and sneered, his face full of disdain.

"You are sinners now. His Majesty said, we only care about the number of people, not life or death."

"You are just like some people, you are not a good person!" Ye Ziqiang cursed. The official got angry and kicked him: "Are you going to scold me again?"

This kick directly caused Ye Ziqiang to roll on the spot. After all, Ye Ziqiang had not practiced martial arts for a long time, and these two officers were professionally trained roughnecks. When they started to attack, Ye Ziqiang could only get beaten unilaterally.

As expected, Ye Ziqiang was knocked to the ground by the two men. They were angry and punched and kicked him.

Ye Qingran rolled his eyes when he saw this scene.

You deserve to be punished for your own sins.

The eldest uncle watched his son being beaten. He wanted to stop it but was unable to do anything. Finally, he turned to Ye Qingran for help: "Qingran, please save him, he is your cousin!"

The corner of Ye Qingran's mouth twitched, he was still sarcastic two days ago, but now he thought of her.

Seeing her lack of reaction, the uncle knew that she must have cared about his previous attitude, but when he saw Ye Ziqiang who was still being beaten in the distance, he gritted his teeth and decided to bow his head.

"Uncle, can I admit my mistake to you? I shouldn't humiliate you, so just treat it like an uncle and beg you, please help my son!"

Looking at the groveling uncle in front of him, Ye Qingran still didn't react.

As the world deteriorates, he actually has a day to seek his own.

Even though their characters are not good, the relationship between father and son is good.

Ye Guodong looked at Ye Ziqiang who was still being kicked by the official, and saw his brother like this. He sighed and stepped forward to pat Ye Qingran.

"father?"

"After all, we are members of the Ye family, we can't let outsiders bully us."

Ye Qingran understood that his father was soft-hearted.

Either way.

"Why should the official behave like a sinner? We just want to live now. If the official is so kind, he will not embarrass us, right?"

Ye Qingran said and stuffed money into their hands again. The official was stunned and added: "If the official likes it, how about I cook some more game meat today and pair it with good wine?"

The two officers looked at each other, retracted their hands, glanced at Ye Ziqiang with disgust, and walked away.

"You're lucky, kid!"

Ye Qingran watched the two people walk away and breathed a sigh of relief.

Money can make all the difference. How much money has she spent just to fool these two officials?

Although it was insignificant compared to the amount of storage, she still felt it was a bit worth it.

Ye Qingran was feeling distressed about his money and thinking about how to fool these two guys next time, when the sound behind him attracted his attention again.

"Ah!" Ye Qinglian exclaimed. She pointed at Ye Ziqiang and was speechless. Her eyes were full of surprise: "You, you, you..."

Ye Ziqiang looked at her pointing at him, a little confused. He was still in pain from the beating, and his eyes were a little hollow.

Ye Qingran turned around and saw Ye Ziqiang lying on the ground, his mouth was smashed and his face was bruised and purple. His eyes were not spared. His nose was really bruised and his face was swollen.

She didn't know why she wanted to laugh when she saw this scene.

Seeing Ye Ziqiang being beaten so badly, Ye Qinglian subconsciously reached out her hand, but as soon as she touched Ye Ziqiang, she screamed. Ye Qinglian was at a loss, her hand was frozen in place and she didn't know how to move.

Thinking that Ye Qingran was able to treat his uncle's injuries before, she should be able to treat him this time too.

"Sister, come and see my cousin, he seems to be in pain."

Ye Qingran rolled his eyes inwardly: It's strange that it doesn't hurt to be beaten like this.

But how could we let go of such a good opportunity for "revenge"?

Thinking of this, Ye Qingran stepped forward to observe Ye Ziqiang carefully, sighing as he looked, and "tsk" from time to time.

This series of actions made Ye Ziqiang's back feel cold. He asked tentatively: "Can you see anything?"

Ye Qingran clicked his tongue and said, "If you want to say anything, just say it quickly. If it's too late, you won't be able to say it."

These words were like a bolt from the blue. What did this mean? He was about to die?

"Ran'er, what do you mean?" Ye Guodong was also shocked. Ye Qingran shook his head and did not answer.

The uncle hugged his son and couldn't say what he wanted to say. Only tears welled up in his eyes.

"Dad..." Ye Ziqiang's voice was choked and he seemed to be about to cry.

Ye Qingran couldn't help laughing when he saw the two of them like this.

Everyone heard her laughter and looked at her in unison. Ye Ziqiang stood up in shock and said in a vague voice: "You lied to me?"

"I don't. I mean, there's no answer to your injury, but after a while your mouth will be completely deformed and you won't be able to speak for a while."

Ye Ziqiang was so angry that he pointed at Ye Qingran, but he could only make a sound of "Ouch". His face was completely deformed, and he spitted a lot of saliva when he tried to speak.

"Hey, cousin, cousin, you are the son of the first martial arts champion, but you are not good at literature or martial arts. You can't even beat two official servants. If this spreads, my uncle's face will be lost by you."

Ye Qingran didn't intend to hide his smile, because he did it on purpose. Who told him to insult him before?

"Sister, my cousin is innocent after all. Since my sister knows medical skills, why don't you help your cousin?"

"Don't worry, it's just a skin injury. It will heal in about ten days. No special treatment is needed." Ye Qingran spread his hands as he spoke, showing an indifferent look.

"It's just that for the past ten days, cousin, stop talking. Being angry is not conducive to recovery."

Ye Ziqiang was so annoyed by her retort that his face turned red. He wanted to speak back, but his mouth was deformed and he couldn't speak. He could only make some unintelligible sounds, so he simply sat on the ground and sulked.

The eldest uncle looked at Ye Qingran with complicated eyes, which seemed a bit resentful.

Even though he had apologized, Ye Qingran was still holding a grudge. It seemed that he would not be able to show kindness next time.