Chapter 1386

Very soon, Baili Xia understood why Mu Xiaoyao suddenly spoke those inexplicable words to stop her from continuing.

At the spiral staircase, a figure in plain white stood there, quietly watching them.

Bei Tianyou stood for a moment before slowly coming down.

Baili Xia stood up and immediately greeted him: “Brother You, why did you come down?

How are you feeling?”

“Much better.” Bei Tianyou looked at the girl who approached him and let her help him downstairs.

Baili Xia secretly studied his gaze and expression, seemingly unchanged.

She didn’t know how much of her conversation with Brother he had overheard.

However, Brother was so vigilant, he knew as soon as he appeared.

He probably didn’t hear too much.

Baili Xia helped Bei Tianyou to the sofa to sit.

Bei Tianyou nodded slightly in greeting to Mu Xiaoyao before accepting the tea Baili Xia handed him, taking a small sip.

“Why? Are you so interested in the Bei Miao clan leader election?” he asked as he put down the cup.

Baili Xia’s heart trembled, involuntarily glancing at Mu Xiaoyao.

The latter simply drank tea leisurely, clearly indicating he wasn’t going to intervene.

So, it was up to her to cover the truth.

Baili Xia sighed, secretly giving him a glare, then looked up at Bei Tianyou sitting beside her.

“I didn’t expect that in this day and age there would still be elections for clan leaders, so…

I got curious.”

“What do you want to know?” Bei Tianyou’s face still showed little expression.

Baili Xia couldn’t see through what he was thinking when he spoke.

Assuming…

that he was being friendly and willing to explain it to them.

“Why can’t your Auntie Qingyue continue her tenure this year, and what’s the connection with the blood?”

Bei Tianyou gave Mu Xiaoyao a faint glance.

Then he looked at Baili Xia, calmly saying, “Choosing a clan leader requires that person’s blood to save others.

It’s said it’s a tradition of the Bei Miao.”

“Ten years ago, Bei Qingyue’s blood had great effects, but in recent years, it hasn’t been very effective.”

“So there has to be a re-election?” Baili Xia widened her eyes.

She noticed that when Bei Tianyou mentioned Bei Qingyue, he used her name, not Auntie Qingyue.

It seemed his relationship with Bei Qingyue wasn’t very good.

“The election has always existed, but earlier years it was Bei Qingyue who was elected.”

Bei Qingyue not only held real power but even her blood inherited the excellent unique tradition of the Bei family, capable of curing all poison.

And his father Bei Kuangri, though he wielded considerable power, his blood didn’t have this special function.

Bei Tianyou, his blood is purer, and the function to cure all poison is even stronger.

But he’s been frail and sickly since childhood, not suitable to be clan leader.

“Then…

what about your Aunt You?” Afraid to upset Bei Tianyou, Baili Xia quickly added: “I’m just…”

“Curious, right?” Well, this girl is just much more interested in Aunt You than the average person.

Having let her know so much, Bei Tianyou didn’t plan on hiding the rest.

As long as she doesn’t casually say things like “Bei Qingyou was murdered.”

He sighed softly, his words full of regret and a touch of remembrance.

“Aunt You’s blood, according to the Old Madam, was the purest in recent generations.”