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Chapter 17 Murderous Intent

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    "I don't know him." Yu Qingjia felt strange, "How could I know someone from the royal family?"

    Murong Yan looked at her carefully. His pupils were dark, with almost a blue light in them: "Then why did you speak for a stranger?"

    Facing Murong Yan¡¯s heavy gaze, Yu Qingjia felt inexplicably pressured.  She couldn't say that she saw it in her dream, so she said vaguely: "I heard what my father said. My father always praised King Langya for his youthful wisdom and talent, so I just guessed like this" Yu Qingjia didn't dare to say any more and hurriedly pulled  Holding Murong Yan's hand, she said: "The convoy just stopped for a rest, let's go for a walk. My legs are numb after sitting all morning."

    Murong Yan lowered his head and glanced at his hand, without questioning, and allowed Yu Qingjia to pull him out of the car.  Now is the time when the sun is at its peak, the autumn tiger is still rampant, and the ground is almost steaming with a heat wave.  The young laborers in the caravan were drinking tea in the tea shed, and the noisy noise there could be heard from a distance. Yu Qingjia didn't want to get too close to these men, so she pulled Murong Yan towards the shade of the roadside.

    When he walked to the shade of a tree, Yu Qingjia turned around and looked again and again, but he still couldn't bear it.  She quickly said "Wait for me" to Murong Yan, then ran to another tree and put down a bunch of copper coins in front of the children.

    Yu Qingjia said nothing, put down all the money she had left, and turned around and left.  She wore a knee-length curtain with layers of white gauze like mist. She looked like a fairy when she walked from a distance. The dirty children didn't even react. They only saw a white dress suddenly appeared in front of them.  Before they could react, the fairy sister came suddenly and then disappeared.

    Yu Qingjia also knew that her behavior was very stupid. In a troubled world, everyone had too much time to take care of themselves. Even if she put down money for these children, what would be the use?  She knew that if Yu Qingya were here, he would definitely ridicule her as the Holy Mother, but even so, Yu Qingjia didn't care, she just wanted to have a clear conscience.  Money is really nothing to her, not even comparable to a hairpin that fell from her hair, but for these homeless children, it may be able to save one or two lives.  , at least let them live a few more days.

    Murong Yan silently watched Yu Qingjia walk away. After putting down the money, she did not accept the poor man's kneeling like an ordinary woman, but immediately turned around and left.  From beginning to end, she didn't even show her face.

    This is really a kind of behavior that Murong Yan can't understand. His conscience seems to be extremely shallow, and the only thing he thinks about is himself.  He would not empathize with others' plight, nor would he feel pity for others' suffering. Yu Qingjia's and Yu Wenjun's self-sacrifice behavior made him incomprehensible.

    Why did Yu Wenjun risk his life to protect him, and why did Yu Qingjia help these children?  These half-grown children didn't know if they would survive tomorrow, and they wouldn't be of any help to her in the future.

    Although she didn¡¯t understand it, it didn¡¯t affect Murong Yan¡¯s feeling of being comfortable around Yu Qingjia.  Even the short six months in Guangling County were one of the few peaceful and even happy times in his life.

    Yu Qingjia quickly approached and nodded gently to Murong Yan: "Okay, let's go."

    Since the incident in Xisong Town caused a sensation, Yu Qingjia and Murong Yan always brought curtains with them wherever they went.  When others see them behaving like everyone else, they become more and more respectful and won't come up to talk to them casually.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????? But always with a curtain, the fairy style is enough, but it will inevitably be very suffocating when breathing.  Yu Qingjia pulled Murong Yan away and saw that there were woods all around and no one noticed them. Then she untied the curtain and let out a long breath.

    At this time, a gust of autumn wind blew by, rustling the yellow leaves. Yu Qingjia stretched out her hand to press her hair. She was worried that her hair would be messed up, but at the same time she felt extremely happy.

    Yu Qingjia is holding the curtain fence with one hand, her clothes and white gauze are tangled together, fluttering in the wind, almost making people suspect that she is going to fly with the wind like this.  Murong Yan stood aside, his eyes falling on the broken hair on her temples for some reason.  Her hair covered the side of her face, which made people feel particularly itchy and wanted to help her straighten her hair.

    Murong Yan thought this, and he stepped forward to hold a strand of her hair.  Murong Yan rubbed her green hair with her fingertips and was about to say something when her eyes suddenly froze and she turned back to look behind her.

    The girl behind was unprepared to be discovered. Even though she couldn't see Murong Yan's eyes, she was still weak in the knees by Murong Yan's serious gaze.  She knelt down on the ground with a plop and kowtowed repeatedly: "The common people deserve to die, please forgive me, two ladies. The common girls did not follow the lady on purpose, but the common girls really can't live anymore. Please show your kindness and buy the common girls back."  Right. A common girl is willing to be a slave and a maidservant, serving two ladies for the rest of her life.??.  "

    When Yu Qingjia heard the sound, she quickly put up the curtain. It was true that she felt compassion just now, but she would not forget that she was being hunted now. How could she bring someone with unknown origins with her?  .  After all, Yu Qingjia is also a common person, and she always puts her own safety first.

    Murong Yan's voice was very calm: "When did you follow?"

    "Just now" The girl has been living alone in troubled times for a while, and she has learned to be diplomatic and worldly. "My lady looks like an immortal, and she must have a good heart. I am lucky enough to serve such a fairy like my lady. It is really amazing."  If you are lucky enough to live, it is worth it even if you let the slave die immediately."

    The girl knew at a glance that the two people in front of her were from a good background, maybe they were young ladies from aristocratic families. If such fat sheep were let go once, they would not happen again, so the girl secretly threw away all her companions and ran to Yu Qingjia alone to beg Yu Qingjia to take them in.  She thought very well. Since Yu Qingjia left money to them, he was obviously a soft-hearted person. As long as she begged, there was no need to worry about Yu Qingjia not being moved.  Just now, the girl saw Yu Qingjia taking off the curtain. When she suddenly saw Yu Qingjia's true appearance, the girl stopped breathing for a moment. When she realized what she was doing, her determination to rely on Yu Qingjia became even stronger.

    Such a woman, even if she comes from an ordinary background, will definitely be able to marry into a wealthy family in the future.  As long as she seizes this opportunity, she can change her identity, get rid of her shabby background, and become famous and prosperous with these noble lords.  The girl thought that all women like to hear compliments on their appearance, so she went out of her way to praise Yu Qingjia for her beauty.  She thought she could please the other party this way, but little did she know that she hit a fatal spot.

    Murong Yan said softly "Oh", but her fingers moved under the curtain.  When Yu Qingjia heard Murong Yan's calm reply, she immediately felt something was wrong. Regardless of her manners, she immediately ran over and held Murong Yan's arm: "Jing Huan!"

    Murong Yan¡¯s dagger had slipped into his palm, but his arm was suddenly held by another person.  He turned around and saw Yu Qingjia looking at him nervously. Even through the curtain, he could feel her nervous and focused eyes.  Yu Qingjia also put her other hand up and lowered her voice, whether it was a polite request or a reminder: "Jing Huan, don't do this."

    Seeing that Murong Yan did not respond, Yu Qingjia turned around and shouted to the girl who had wandered around the gate of hell without realizing it: "Hurry up and leave!"

    The girl didn¡¯t know why, but her instinct of struggling on the verge of death for several months immediately reminded her to run!  The girl quickly got up and ran away. After watching the other party run away, Yu Qingjia let out a long sigh of relief.  She turned back, angry and scared: "Vixen, what are you doing!"

    Murong Yan also looked at the girl's back until the girl gradually turned into a black dot.  His voice was indescribably calm: "She saw your appearance, she should have killed you long ago."

    This sentence sounds okay at first glance, but it makes me shudder when I think about it carefully.  Yu Qingjia still held his arm tightly, not daring to relax at all: "She is just a child. Although she saw my face, firstly, the assassin will not ask a group of half-grown children, and secondly, she does not know our identities, no  It will reveal our whereabouts."

    Murong Yan smiled and said nothing.  What he needed was the identity of the woman Jing Huan. He wished he could leave traces of her whereabouts along the way so as to avoid prying eyes. How could he have murderous intentions because of something like this?

    As he said, these people deserve to die because they saw Yu Qingjia¡¯s appearance.  Murong Yan always did things as he pleased. If anyone made him feel unhappy, he would kill them.  But Yu Qingjia didn't want to, she held his hand tightly, and Murong Yan made an unprecedented concession for the first time in his life.

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