The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Because the high priest had overdosed him with a hallucinogenic drug, even after the antidote was poured in, Ming Ye still felt extremely tired.

He barely lifted his eyelids and felt his entire body become heavy.

But at a glance, there were no colorful tubes on his body, and his skin was not pierced through.

So, he was saved in time?

Ming Ye's expression turned cold. He blinked several times with great effort and finally felt that his vision was clearer.

There were many figures in sight, and the tall figure of Jiang Xuecheng was the most eye-catching.

Ming Ye supported himself against the wall and stood up with difficulty.

"What's wrong with you guys?"

Seeing that no one said anything, Ming Ye narrowed his jade eyes, and his originally hazy vision became clearer.

When Jiang Xuecheng heard Ming Ye's voice, his heart skipped a beat.

He woke up from his anger and immediately turned his head to look at Ming Ye.

"Ming Ye, is your body okay?"

Ming Ye nodded at Jiang Xuecheng. The moment Jiang Xuecheng turned his head, Ming Ye suddenly noticed the blood-stained glass column behind Jiang Xuecheng!

Wait!

The figure in the glass pillar seemed to be… seemed to be the high priest?!

Ming Ye's pupils suddenly constricted. He staggered forward. A guard next to him saw that his steps were so laborious and subconsciously wanted to help Ming Ye.

However, Ming Ye disliked strangers getting close to him the most. He almost subconsciously glanced at the other party.

Even though his body had not fully recovered, his cold, ice-green pupils still gave the guard a fright and he immediately withdrew his hand.

This gaze was too terrifying!

However, Ming Ye's pair of bewitching jade eyes were indeed not something that a normal person could possess.

…

Ming Ye relied on his own strength to move forward with difficulty. After taking a few steps, he finally felt that his legs were no longer as weak.

He walked to Jiang Xuecheng's side and stared fixedly at the body that had fallen in the glass column.

"The high priest… she… is dead?!"

Ming Ye had never felt that it was so difficult to speak.

His throat felt as heavy as if someone had poured lead into it. After a dull pain, he could hear his hoarse voice.

Ming Ye found it difficult to describe his feelings at that moment.

Was it resentment? Was it joy?

Was it disappointment? Was it unspeakable loneliness?

The scarlet blood stains in the glass column made the breathless woman look even more alluring.

This was the woman who had created him and brought him into this world.

Even though he was not the high priest's biological son, he was connected with her through blood.

And this woman did not give him the joy of being born, but instead gave him endless pain, sorrow, and even despair.

Ming Ye had always thought that one day, he would personally kill the high priest.

But he did not expect that there would never be that day.

Because the high priest died.

And it was suicide.

She was born gracefully, but when she died, she was just like this, with her clothes stained with blood and she was cowardly curled up in a glass column!

Wasn't such a simple way of dying too easy for this woman?!

This woman had harmed so many innocent lives. How could she… die just like that?!

…

When Jiang Xuecheng saw Ming Ye's thin lips moving, he knew that the shock and hatred in his heart were no less than his own.

To a certain extent, Ming Ye was also a pitiful person. He was created as a tool by others and came to this world without any light. There were no blessings or expectations.

At this moment, Jiang Xuecheng suddenly felt some sympathy for Ming Ye.

Ming Ye had always said that he wanted to end that woman with his own hands.

However, no one had expected that the high priest would commit suicide.

Jiang Xuecheng could not help but sigh and speak softly to Ming Ye.

"This woman died very easily, but she left behind so much mess for us to deal with."

Ming Ye's fingers trembled slightly.

His goal had always been to kill the high priest with his own hands, but now that the high priest was dead, what was the point of him living in this world?

It was as if his only goal in life had been lost, and he had no more expectations.

Ming Ye took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and buried the confusion and unwillingness in his heart.

"I seem to remember that before I fainted, the high priest said that she wanted to exchange blood with my entire body…"

Ming Ye paused. The high priest's face when she spoke appeared in his mind. The other party was looking at him like a pure and loving mother.

However, the high priest said at that time.

"I created you, so it's only right for you to die for me, right?"

Ming Ye's heart suddenly throbbed with pain.

Although Ming Ye never cared about the so-called life and death nor did he care about how he would die, the high priest's words were like a sharp sword, piercing through his heart.

Anyway, no one in this world cares about you, right? What's the point of you living? You might as well die for me.

Ming Ye cast those complicated thoughts out of his mind. He looked solemnly at Jiang Xuecheng. The faint pain from before had disappeared from his face, leaving only indifference.

"If I can remove the CHK Virus No.3 from Su Wan's body by exchanging blood with hers, then you can use my blood to help her recover."

Ming Ye's voice was cold and clear. There was no emotion in it.

However, before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Xuecheng suddenly frowned and blurted out almost subconsciously.

"Do you know what you're saying? If you exchange blood with Su Wan's body, she can indeed survive, but you will die!"

Ming Ye pursed his thin lips, but there was still no change in his expression.

"I know that. Death is not an important thing to me."

He had always known that he was just an abnormal person who was not expected to be born. He could not even be considered a normal "person."

The high priest's words were undoubtedly a reminder of this point. His existence was just a sickness. Moreover, no one in this world loved him.

In fact, there was not much fun in living.

After the high priest's death, his only obsession had been dispelled.

When Jiang Xuecheng saw Ming Ye's calm expression, his body suddenly stiffened.

He did not think that Ming Ye liked Su Wan very much, which was why he was willing to die for Su Wan.

It seemed that after the conversation that day, Jiang Xuecheng felt that he somewhat understood this young man who had an indissoluble bond with him.

Jiang Xuecheng's brows were tightly knitted. He firmly said this sentence.

"You may not mind, but Su Wan and I do!"

Using someone else's life in exchange for their own survival was not something that Jiang Xuecheng and Su Wan could accept.

"You--"

Ming Ye was slightly startled. It seemed that he did not expect Jiang Xuecheng to reject it so quickly.

"But the virus in Su Wan's body…"

Jiang Xuecheng lightly shook his head at Ming Ye, his expression determined.

"Now that the high priest's information and personnel are in our hands, we are not at the end of the road yet!"