"My God, how are there such beautiful people in the world!?" Ye Sheng exclaimed.
"Miss, have a look quickly. Can we still save my Young Master?" The old man in yellow was no longer surprised by this kind of situation.
His Young Master had always looked celestial since he was a child. No matter men or women, young or old, his looks would infatuate everyone.
However, the old man could not help but feel surprised when he saw that although there was a surprise in Ye Lingyue's eyes, it disappeared in a flash. Young Master's appearance did not bewilder her at all.
Ye Lingyue's posture when she had asked the others to leave was not like that of a young girl.
Ye Lingyue went forward to take the 'unlucky Young Master's' pulse.
The moment she touched his hand, Ye Lingyue's fingertip felt a piercing coldness that made her stiffen. She had never felt so cold even when she had touched a Dark Yin Jade.
Ye Lingyue felt strange and let the cauldron breath enter the young man's body.
