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Chapter 5 Studying Together

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    Bai Zhi didn't expect to hear such strong words from Yu Qingjia. She was surprised, her face was surprised and happy, and she quickly said: "Miss, you are right to think so. You are the legitimate daughter-in-law of the second wife. Gu Weng is really  Heir to the throne, the prefect also regards you as a jewel. You are no worse than the first lady. She always secretly uses concubines to squeeze you, just because she is jealous that you are loved by the prefect. As for the first lady, hehe, I don¡¯t  After being treated by the prefect, he used all kinds of despicable methods to torture his wife. Why did he deliberately let his wife take care of the house, and deliberately let his wife stay in front of the old man to serve him? It was because he wanted his wife to be unable to escape, so that she would have the opportunity to get close to the prefect. Bah,  What a joke."

    Yu Qingjia saw with her own eyes how her mother Yu struggled to navigate the three-step mother-in-law life when she was in her ancestral home. She felt sorry for her mother, but she was a junior and young, so what could Yu Qingjia do?  She complained about her mother, but she also knew that there was nothing her father could do. If his father stubbornly stayed with her mother and her, he would be causing trouble for both mother and daughter.  The old man is arbitrary, and his aunt Li is valued by the old man. Yu Wenjun can protect her for a while, but there are always times when he can't see it.

    However, his mother still died within a few years. Yu Wenjun was so devastated that he took Yu Qingjia away from his ancestral home even if he broke up with the family.  Yu Qingjia likes life in Qingzhou very much. Although she knows that her father will lose many promotion opportunities in Guangling, Yu Qingjia still selfishly hopes that her father will stay and never return to Yanzhou.

    But each letter from Lao Jun is more severe than the last. Who knows how long this stolen happiness can last.  Moreover, the hidden danger of Yu Qingya cannot always be left alone.

    Bai Zhi saw Yu Qingjia's worries and immediately comforted her: "Don't worry, miss. The prefect loves you so much, so he must not be willing to let you return to the ancestral home and suffer. What's more, the prefect also has his own views on official career, and he will not ask for help just because of his official position.  The old man and his family surrendered."

    Yu Qingjia smiled softly. Bai Zhi's words were too natural, but if such a beautiful fantasy can make her feel at ease, then it's not a bad idea.  Yu Qingjia didn't want to talk about these heavy topics anymore, how dissatisfied Mr. Yu was, and how he slandered Yu Qingya and the system. She was not in Yanzhou now, and I was afraid she wouldn't be able to go back in a short time. She was beyond her reach. No matter how much she thought, it was of no use.  It is better to worry about the problem at hand.

    "I have always felt that although my mother passed away early, my father was sincere to my mother. My mother had not taken a concubine for four years after her death. But who would have thought that today my father unexpectedly took back a concubine," Yu Qingjia said.  She was still gnashing her teeth after thinking about this. She loved and felt deeply for Mrs. Yu, and of course she couldn't accept another woman occupying her mother's position.  Bai Zhi was actually a little unhappy. She persuaded: "Miss Yi said that this concubine is very beautiful. I'm afraid she was probably given to her by colleagues and friends. The prefect could not refuse his kindness, so she had to bring her back to show off. Don't worry, miss.  How can a lustful waiter last long? When the governor's interest wears off, this concubine will fall out of favor, and in the end it will not be up to the young lady to let her down."

    In fact, Yu Qingjia didn¡¯t want to do anything to Jing Huan, but it was necessary to show off his power.  Yu Qingjia said: "Bai Zhi, you haven't seen her before. She looks not a conventional beauty, but rather demonic. She looks like a vixen at first glance. And she is too much. Not only does she not listen to me  When I spoke, she actually pushed me!"

    Baiji came in to change the hot water and couldn't help laughing when she heard Yu Qingjia's words.  She knew that the young lady must be resenting Jing Huan for pushing her, and she was probably angry all the way.

    After Yu Qingjia was defeated in the first battle, she was still burning with great enthusiasm for the house fight. She carefully arranged her troops: "Everything happens for a reason. I have no leverage against her now. Even though she pushed me, I can't  If I use this to complain, if I make a fuss now, I will alert the snake, and maybe she will bite her back, making my father think that I am making trouble unreasonably. Therefore, I should stay put and wait for work, and wait until she relaxes her vigilance and exposes her mistakes.  Capture her in one fell swoop and deliver her handle to her father."

    Of course Bai Zhi responded immediately, praising Yu Qingjia¡¯s strategy as perfect.  The three of them, the master and the servant, summed up many details. After they thought that there were no loopholes in this plan of teaching the concubine a big war from beginning to end, they went to bed with satisfaction.

    The next day, Yu Qingjia went to greet his father early in the morning. During the meal, Yu Qingjia and Yu Wenjun talked about the letter from their ancestral home.

    Yu Wenjun also had nothing to do with his domineering grandmother, but he had already lost his wife because of it. He would never make the same mistake again and let his daughter suffer on his behalf.  Yu Wenjun said with a solemn face: "A man should build his own meritorious service and always rely on his family. What's the point of relying on family elders to arrange official positions? I don't do such spineless things, and I don't think Qingzhou is a vulgar place. It's exactly that.  Because of the remoteness, it is time to be down-to-earth and do some hard work. Jiajia, my father will reply to the family later, so you can live your life in peace."

    &nbown arm.

    Even though he was bleeding even through a layer of clothes, Yu Qingjia had never suffered such a serious injury, and his eyes quickly filled up with water.  Murong Yan didn't pay attention to what was happening next to him. When he heard Yu Qingjia's exclamation, he turned around casually. Unexpectedly, he saw bright red blood seeping out of his skin. Murong Yan's pupils shrank and his fingers immediately curled up.

    Murong Yan turned his head in Huo De, staring at the bare ground, his fingers loosened and tightened, trying hard to restrain the thirst for blood clamoring in his blood.

    Although Yu Qingjia¡¯s words a few days ago were disrespectful, Murong Yan knew that she was right.  The men of the Murong family have indeed longed for blood and killing since birth.

    The courtiers always resented the sycophants, blaming these little servants for leading the Holy One down, so they were really praising these people.  Starting from his great ancestor, every generation of the Murong family has produced several outliers, who are naturally cruel and ruthless and unable to control their love for blood.  The Murong family was originally the chief minister of the previous dynasty, but in the end he changed dynasties and became emperor. Murong Erlang's family inheritance of being brave and good at fighting was indispensable.  But the world is just so ridiculous. The more amazing and talented people in their family, the stronger their addiction to blood.

    This is true for Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty, and so is his uncle and the current emperor.  The former prince was very dissatisfied with the actions of his father and brothers, but how could he have thought that his son, Murong Yan, was a terrifying devil.

    Murong Yan was extremely talented in music, riding, archery, and martial arts, but his shortcomings in this area were stronger than those of his grandfather and uncle.  Stimulations such as alcohol and women would aggravate his loss of control, so Murong Yan never drank any alcohol and had no concubines around him, just to prevent him from losing control of his mind and no longer able to bear the thirst for blood in his body.

    Yu Qingjia held her arm distressedly, the wound was still bleeding.  The master who taught bow and arrow was a martial artist, and it was not convenient for him to take care of a maid, so Bai Zhi and others were not nearby. Yu Qingjia had suffered such a serious injury for the first time, and now she didn't know who to look for.

    The burning pain on her arm occupied most of her attention, but even so, she noticed that something was not right about the vixen.

    He turned his back, his upper body was tightly stretched, and the obvious arcs of his arm muscles could be seen through his sleeves.  Yu Qingjia didn't know why, so she asked out of kindness: "What's wrong with you?"

    Murong Yan did not answer. After a while, he seemed to have a hard time squeezing out a few words: "There is clean water over there. Wash the wound."

    "Don't touch water after seeing blood, otherwise it will leave scars."

    It¡¯s so naive and cute that she is still worried about leaving scars. Didn¡¯t she realize that the most dangerous beast is next to her now?  Murong Yan's eyes turned red, his pupils kept shrinking, and there was a faint blue glow in the darkness.  He took a deep breath, used all his control, walked to the bucket, wet the towel, and threw it into Yu Qingjia's hands without looking back.

    "Cover the wound."

    Yu Qingjia wanted to say something else, but Murong Yan interrupted her unbearably: "It will reduce the swelling."

    Can applying cold kerchief to wounds reduce swelling?  Yu Qingjia had never heard of it, but she thought she had never heard of it, so she obediently covered the wound.

    Fortunately, Bai Zhi arrived quickly. When she saw Yu Qingjia's arm, she immediately called out "heart" and took Yu Qingjia back to bandage her heart.  The school ground finally became quiet again. Murong Yan's eyes were terribly dark. He drew his bow and aimed at the target, and fired three arrows in a row. The strength and accuracy reached unprecedented heights.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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