Su Wan was originally joking with Jiang Xuecheng, but when she saw Ming Ye's face suddenly become serious, she mistakenly thought that he was worried about meeting the high priest later and therefore had a psychological burden.
Or... will Mingye have any psychological trauma from that laboratory
Su Wan had been locked up in a small dark room by Fiennes before, so she understood what it felt like to be under house arrest in disguise.
But Mingye is much more miserable than her!
According to Su Wan's estimation, Ming Ye has probably never had freedom since he was born, and Su Wan was just locked up, at least he was not used as a test subject!
The more Su Wan thought about it, the more sad she felt and she became worried.
"Mingye, what's wrong with you? Are you worried about the meeting with the high priest?"
According to the plan, Jiang Xuecheng was going to take Ming Ye to perform a play later.
Just lie and say that you don't like Ming Ye and think he is a love rival, and then throw it to the high priest.
The high priestess was a suspicious woman by nature, but Su Wan and Ming Ye had fled together before, and Jiang Xuecheng had also investigated Ming Ye's whereabouts from all sides. If one looked carefully, one should be able to find traces of hostility between Jiang Xuecheng and Ming Ye.
When Ming Ye heard Su Wan's words, he finally came out of his reverie.
He shook his head lightly at Su Wan.
"No, I was just wondering... how Tia is doing now."
Su Wan was stunned when she heard this. Perhaps it was out of her female intuition that she keenly captured Ming Ye's special concern for Tia.
Su Wan thought for a moment and immediately spoke to comfort Ming Ye.
"To the outside world, Tiya is already dead. We have found so many people to take care of and protect her. Tiya will be fine."
Ming Ye nodded when he heard that. He looked around at Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng who were standing side by side with an indifferent expression.
"I need to go to the bathroom, you two wait here for me."
After he finished speaking, Ming Ye walked towards the corridor outside the operating room.
He walked to the bathroom, toward the one marked for men, then turned on the faucet and splashed the cool water on his face.
He was originally a little confused, but after being splashed with cold water, his consciousness became much clearer.
Mingye looked at the young man with tears dripping from his eyes in the mirror, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
—Sometimes people tend to figure out special things at unspecial moments.
Maybe he really likes Tia a little.
Ming Ye didn't care about the fact that Tia had been bullied in the past. He had been locked up in a laboratory since birth and had no so-called worldly concepts, and he would not dislike Tia for this.
For those things, he only felt a gradual sense of guilt and pity towards Tia. If he had not thought of kidnapping Tia, perhaps Tia would not have encountered such a change.
But even though he realized that he liked Tia, Mingye was not ready to confess.
With such deep hatred in his bones, he never thought that he would commit his life to a girl and accompany her for a long time.
If... there really comes that day.
At least, we have to wait until this matter is over.
Who knows whether he can survive this game with the high priest
Mingye had already prepared himself to die at any time and put life and death aside.
When it comes to feelings, Mingye is completely different from Tia's passionate and unrestrained attitude. He often treats others in silence.
If Tia had not encountered those changes, perhaps Mingye would not have realized that he liked that girl who was a little spoiled and a little pitiful.
…
When Ming Ye returned, Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng were already waiting for him outside.
The three of them took the maglev train to the temple.
After all, it was a drama of rivals in love. Due to Su Wan's inappropriate identity, she got off the car halfway and was secretly protected back to the Divine Court.
Jiang Xuecheng took Ming Ye and went directly to find the high priest.
Of course, in order to make the performance more realistic, Ming Ye and Jiang Xuecheng inevitably had some traces of fighting with others, which looked terrifying.
It’s just that Jiang Xuecheng was afraid that Su Wan would worry, so he didn’t want to do such a thing in front of her, so he waited until Su Wan got off the car before actually fighting with Ming Ye halfway.
Perhaps it is because the two of them have almost identical genes and even have their own strengths, so it is hard to say who is better.
Jiang Xuecheng has learned so many fighting drills, and his skills are better than Ming Ye's, but in terms of actual combat, Ming Ye is definitely better than Jiang Xuecheng, so in the end, no one can subdue the other.
Such a thrilling battle made Jiang Xuecheng very satisfied.
He hadn't practiced martial arts for a long time. Although he had many flesh wounds, Jiang Xuecheng didn't take it to heart at all.
It doesn't matter. He and Ming Ye both have that special dragon blood physique. No matter how hideous the wound is, as long as it is not fatal and they have enough recovery time, they will recover sooner or later.
So, Mingye was tied up and put into a big black cloth bag. Finally, he was dragged by several tall guards and taken to the high priest.
Sitting behind a one-way gilded bulletproof glass door, Jiang Xuecheng asked someone to pass the message and then waited calmly for the high priest to greet him.
In just a minute or two, Jiang Xuecheng saw the gilded and carved bulletproof glass door open.
A wheelchair slowly emerged from inside, with a rather beautiful figure sitting on it.
The high priest was seen wearing a retro autumn-scented dress, sitting in a wheelchair with elegance and grace.
Almost at the moment when the high priest came out, Jiang Xuecheng's eyes were fixed on the high priest's face.
—
In just a few short days, the scars on the high priest's face had almost disappeared by half!
I estimate that it won’t be long before it completely disappears!
Jiang Xuecheng's heart trembled, and he immediately looked at the high priest's hands and feet.
Although slightly covered by clothes, it was obvious that the high priest's tendons in his hands and feet were still hanging limply and had not healed.
Jiang Xuecheng heaved a sigh of relief.
—
As expected, women’s nature is to love beauty more. The high priest actually chose to heal the scars on her face first, rather than restoring the convenience of her hands and feet.
Jiang Xuecheng stared at the high priest's face for a long time, and his voice was unusually full of surprise.
"Master Priest, your face looks much better."
After hearing Jiang Xuecheng's words, the high priest did not feel unhappy, but instead felt a little pleased.
Ever since her disfigurement, the people in the Divine Court dared not look her in the eye, even if they could only glance at her secretly.
The high priestess has always loved beauty, and what she loves most is, of course, her own face!
Otherwise, I wouldn't have used all my abilities to find experts and medicines in this field as soon as I returned to the Divine Court!
The high priestess was delighted, but was not overwhelmed by all this. She stared at the man in the black bag and frowned.
"Are you here because of this man in the bag?"
(End of this chapter)