Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 11: Return

Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations

Following her body’s memory, she found her way back to Three Springs. It wasn’t that far away from the inn she was before.

Ye Qing Luo was not far off from the residence when suddenly the main door was jostled open as more than a dozen brawny men poured out from within, their faces stoic, filled with ferocity.

Leading them in front was a lady who had on a beautiful hairstyle which made her look fresh and demure, dressed in a long golden dress, her features were refined and on her pretty face, hung on a proud smile.

This person was the fourth Miss of the Ye Family- Ye Qing Ling.

“Come quick! Follow me to the Inn, if we are any later, god knows what will happen to my poor Seventh Sister! We can’t let any accidents happen to her!” She had deliberately cried out as loud as possible so that everyone around could hear. The group of brawny men roared out in unison, “Yes! We will bring back Seventh Miss from the hands of those fiends unscathed!”

Standing at the corner and looking at this scene unfold in front of her, Ye Qing Luo’s eyes narrowed as the corner of her mouth curled up coldly.

This Fourth Sister of hers… was quite smart.

On her face was one that was wrought in worry about her Sister and her actions were natural, as if she was really rushing to her rescue.

All this act was was just taking advantage of this opportunity to tell the world about her sister’s ‘lost innocence’ when she rescues Ye Qing Luo. She wanted to spread to the whole city and let them know. Look, people have already started to gather around and started whispering and pointing at those men. Ye Qing Luo peeked her ears up and she could clearly hear everything within the vicinity of a hundred metres.

“That little head of a waste was kidnapped by fiends? Moreover to an inn?”

“Whoa… this Three Springs is also very unlucky! It’s Young Matriarch is a complete waste and it’s future is completely bleak, not a slither of hope and now this happens… to even have such a scandal!”

“What scandal are you talking about?”

“Their Young Matriarch is a stunning beauty, yet she’s a waste with no means to protect herself… and she’s been captured by some fiends, what do you think happened at the inn?”

“…..”

All kinds of murmurs were abuzz in the surroundings and were all heard by Ye Qing Luo. She dug her ears and didn’t listen on anymore. She simply straightened out her robes and deftly used her fingers to twist her long hair into a simple style.

The group of brawny men charged past her, rushing towards the inn at full speed. Suddenly, a leisure and clear voice resounded: “Fourth Sister, what’s all this ruckus about? Why are you out with a group of men running about in the night?”

That group of men who had on a fierce aura suddenly stopped in their tracks.

That clear voice broke their momentum and they turned to look at the source of the voice and sure enough… they saw Ye Qing Luo standing at a corner.

All of them stared at her with incredulity.

[This… was her cowardly Seventh Sister?]

When she saw the woman that stood in front of her was dressed in a beautiful dress like a red rose, matched with her fair skin, it was simply enchanting.

Her hair was pulled up into a simple style, leaving a few strands of hair that accentuated her defined features even more. She walked over slowly, step by step, each step was imbued with charm and charisma like the flaming sunset, a resplendent sight to behold. Even she herself who was a woman could not pull her gaze away from this breathtaking sight, what more of others? She believed that everyone had that same feeling!

How could that waste have so much charm?

“Fourth Sister, it’s only been a couple of hours, don’t tell me you can’t recognize me?” Ye Qing Luo’s lips curled up into a playful smile and looked at her with a pair of bright eyes, fully utilizing her stunning face.

This voice…

Ye Qing Ling felt a jolt to her whole body, shocked to the core as she could not help but stare at her. “You…You are..”

Ye Qing Ling had always known that Ye Qing Luo was beautiful.

However, the Ye Qing Luo that she knew was just like a wooden doll, she had a pretty face but she had no spirit and was very cowardly. She always shrink away in fear, cowering at every single thing and with this timid character of hers, no matter how beautiful she was, it lost all the light.

But today…

The Ye Qing Luo that stood in front of her now was not only beautiful, she was mesmerizing and she had an astute aura that pulled people in. She had truly and completely became the epitome of beauty.