Reborn as a Hatrack in the Mystical Land-Chapter 595 - 52: Yue Jinghua’s First Kiss

Has Chen Jiangyin met "Yue Jinghua"?

Reminded by him, Yue Jinghua furrowed her brows and thought deeply, vaguely remembering that the real "Yue Jinghua" had suffered from a serious illness around the age of seven or eight, as for the reason for the illness.

In a flower garden full of blooming flowers, two exquisitely beautiful little girls and a black-clothed noble boy stood confronting each other.

"Stop bullying Little Ying," Little Yue Jinghua, hands on her hips, pointed at the black-clothed boy, protecting a soaking wet little girl in purple behind her.

Both girls were young, Little Yue Jinghua being around seven or eight, and the little girl in purple around five or six.

Their delicate facial features were already taking shape, each naturally a beauty in the making.

"Don’t worry, one day, both of you will become possessions of this Crown Prince," the sinister smile of the black-clothed boy still rings in the ear.

After the boy left, seeing the little girl in purple soaking wet, Little Yue Jinghua took off her outer garment and insisted "she" wear it.

The girl in purple, under Little Yue Jinghua’s forceful demeanor, reluctantly peeled off her clothes.

When she saw "her" little JJ, Little Yue Jinghua reached out to pull at it.

"What is that, and why don’t I have one," Little Yue Jinghua curiously probed towards her lower body.

"Can’t touch, cannot touch," the little girl in purple scared, retreated a few steps.

Little Yue Jinghua rubbed her nose, feeling a bit hot on the forehead, muttered, "If I can’t touch, I can’t touch, what’s so strange about it, what a stingy ghost! I’ll ask dad to buy me one when I get home."

Having said that, Little Yue Jinghua sneezed loudly.

The next day, Little Yue Jinghua developed an unyielding high fever. Since the treatment by the Pill Master in the mansion was ineffective, Duke Mansion had no choice but to send her to the Imperial Hospital, to be treated by Pill Master Cheng Longfeng.

That night, a tiny figure tiptoed into Yue Jinghua’s sickroom.

"Sister Hua, I brought you medicine," a pair of beautiful little facial features nestled by Little Yue Jinghua’s bed.

Reaching out her hand, Little Cheng Ying put an Elixir Pill into Little Yue Jinghua’s mouth.

To no avail, the feverish Little Yue Jinghua spat the medicine out with a gurgle, her small face twisted in disgust.

"Sister Hua, Daddy said that to get well, you must take your medicine, and good medicine tastes bitter," Little Cheng Ying panicked, her voice mixed with cries: "When I grow up, I’ll make non-bitter medicine for you."

In a comatose state, Little Yue Jinghua couldn’t listen, clenched her mouth shut, refusing to eat no matter what.

Little Cheng Ying tried several times, and she spat it out as many times; in the end, she even brought up stomach acid.

Seeing this, Little Cheng Ying’s eyes turned red, she stole a jar of honey from the kitchen of the Imperial Hospital, put both the Elixir Pill and honey in her mouth, and moved it to Little Yue Jinghua’s mouth, pushing it in.

A gentle assault came, Little Cheng Ying felt a fragrant smell on her lips, accompanied by a sweet taste.

After delivering the medicine into Little Yue Jinghua’s mouth, Little Cheng Ying lingered over her lips with unfinished business, gently licking the residual honey, whispering, "No wonder Dad says Mom’s lips taste sweet, Sister Hua’s lips are so sweet and soft, too."

Memories flooded in like water, recalling her first encounter with Cheng Ying, the child’s voice and smiling face still echoing in her ears, Yue Jinghua was instantly petrified.

But throughout the memories, Yue Jinghua could never recall the appearance of the black-clothed young boy who spoke pompously; who exactly was he?

The damn intermittent amnesia always fails at critical moments.

Yue Jinghua rubbed her temples in pain, the strikingly beautiful "Current Number One Beauty of Dragon Battle" turned out to be the little rascal who stole Yue Jinghua’s first kiss.

Chen Jiangyin is Cheng Ying? If this fact were to be leaked, it would likely shake the entire Eastern Continent.

"Since you know I am Chen Jiangyin, and I know you are Yue Jinghua, we are even now. What happened tonight shall remain a secret between us," Cheng Ying flicked her hair and put her veil back on, "She" was astute, knowing she glimpsed the secret of Yue Family’s siblings tonight, if she didn’t reveal one of her secrets, she feared that with Yue Jinghua’s temperament, she would not be lightly forgiven.

Cheng Ying shook her head secretly; Yue Jinghua has always been a domineering person since childhood.

Cheng Ying was frail since childhood, and for some reasons was forced by her mother to dress as a girl.

After her encounter with Yue Jinghua, it wasn’t long before she was sent to Danlu to study Alchemy Techniques, and was gone for many years.

During this time, he sporadically heard news about Yue Jinghua.

First the Duke Mansion went bankrupt, then Yue Jinghua followed her mother to the Shang Kingdom, the Yue Family’s siblings were separated, Yue Jinghua ruined her cultivation and her beauty, one piece of bad news after another kept coming.

Just when Cheng Ying thought she might never see Yue Jinghua again in this lifetime, she appeared before him yet again as if descended from the sky.

Moreover, he keenly noticed that Yue Jinghua was somewhat different than before.

The previous Yue Jinghua was like a young leopardess, emitting a domineering aura all over her body.

But the current Yue Jinghua appeared to have a mysterious and dangerous temperament.

When the people from the Imperial Hospital arrived, Cheng Ying simply said lightly: "My Elixir Furnace exploded accidentally, later on, I will find someone to set up a new bamboo house."

Seeing the reaction of the people from the Imperial Hospital, it seems they are accustomed to Cheng Ying’s "house-blowing" incidents, presumably due to her occasionally dangerous actions, they just curiously glanced at Yue Jinghua, and then took their leave.

After Yue Jinghua properly resettled Yue Minzhi, she turned around and saw Cheng Ying’s eyes, constantly gazing at her,

"Do you know something?" Yue Jinghua sensed something was off from his gaze.

"Do you know, in the Empire, there is an ancient prophecy, ’A single glance from the Dragon God brings prosperity, the reappear of the Dragon God heralds chaos,’" Cheng Ying slowly spoke.

It was rumored that during the era of Long Teng I, a Divine Dragon descended to bless the establishment of the Dragon War Empire.

But unknown from when, the rumors that the reappearance of the Dragon God would lead to chaos spread as well.

"Legends are just legends, they have nothing to do with Duke Mansion or my older brother," Yue Jinghua firmly denied Cheng Ying’s words, "This time, thank you for saving my brother, to tell you the truth, I don’t have a Summoning Holy Artifact."

Yue Jinghua’s Summoning Holy Artifact was merely a new Spiritual Pattern combining Storage Pattern and Dragon Pattern, which Cheng Ying would realise once used.

"Well, you are unlikely to possess the Summoning Holy Artifact," Cheng Ying, intelligent and sharp, immediately connected Yue Jinghua’s last usage of the Summoning Holy Artifact with that fleeting figure in blue clothing, "then you owe me a favor, which I will reclaim from you when I think of it."

Yue Jinghua pondered for a moment, and had no choice but to agree.