Unforgettable Emperor’s Favor

Yin Zhu rushed in to announce the good news. The concierge had just delivered a letter from Yu Wenjun. The owner hadn't heard from him since the attack on the mountain road. Now that the letter had finally arrived, he might be back soon. Yinzhu was overjoyed, and immediately ran in to tell Yu Qingjia the good news.

Yinzhu was filled with excitement, and when she walked around the screen to see the scene inside, she couldn't help but froze. What are Miss and Jing Ji doing? Are they fighting or just joking around?

Yu Qingjia was stunned when she heard other people's voices. She met Yinzhu's astonished eyes, and slowly turned her gaze back to herself, only then did she realize what she was doing at the moment. Yu Qingjia half-kneeled on the collapsed floor, both arms were held by Murong Yan, Murong Yan's upper body was slightly leaned back, and Yu Qingjia's wrist was tightly clutched in the palm of his hand. The two of them sat on the same bed, and because Yu Qingjia rushed over, the distance between them was greatly reduced, and even their clothes were entangled.

Yu Qingjia sat down in a daze, and Murong Yan realized that her strength had been lost, so she let go of her wrist. After Yu Qingjia sat down, seeing that Yinzhu still had the expression of seeing a ghost, she lowered her head and coughed, and said very calmly, "What did you say just now?"

Yinzhu doesn't know how to describe her current mood. She has long known that Yu Qingjia and Jing Huan have a good relationship. The two often stay together, playing the piano and painting together. It is a model for the Qi family that the daughter of the prostitute and the concubine Ji of the father can get along like this, but is it too exaggerated for the two of them to fight on the same bed?

Yinzhu faintly felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't figure out the reason, so she attributed all this to the master Yu Wenjun. The lord is really good at running the family. With such a beautiful concubine coming into the back house of an ordinary family, which family's female family members are not facing a big enemy. Yu Qingjia is still from the wife of the first wife, and there is a natural gap between these concubines and beautiful concubines. However, Miss Six did not show any hostility towards Jing Huan, and the concubine Ji, who had an outstanding appearance, did not pretend to be spoiled and conspired against the daughter-in-law. Those wives and wives who are fighting each other so much should come and see the backyard of the Yu family. This is true harmony and harmony as one family.

After Yinzhu finished adoring Yu Wenjun routinely, she finally realized what she was doing here. She belatedly said "oh", and took out a letter from her sleeve: "Miss, the master has sent you a letter."

Yu Qingjia's spirit was shocked immediately, and she didn't care about the embarrassment at the moment, and immediately said to Yinzhu: "Give me the letter quickly."

Yu Qingjia opened the envelope, took out the letter paper and glanced at ten lines. After reading it, she let out a long sigh of relief and smiled sincerely: "Great, father's injury is no longer serious, and he can go on the road in a few days. Excluding the time of delivering the letter, maybe my father is already on the road now gone."

After reading it, Yu Qingjia subconsciously handed the letter to Murong Yan. Murong Yan shook his head and said casually, "I've already seen it."

Yu Qingjia vaguely felt that this sentence seemed to have connotations, but before she could think about it carefully, she heard Yinzhu ask sincerely and honestly: "Miss, what's the matter with the color on your face? This is something you just came up with. makeup?"

Yu Qingjia's expression paused, and then she immediately came to her senses and quickly raised her sleeves to cover her face. Yu Qingjia was anxious and angry, and her voice was muffled: "It's okay, I accidentally rubbed it up, you should go out quickly..."

Yin Zhu had just taken two steps when Yu Qingjia stopped her again: "Wait a minute, go get a basin of clean water first."

Yinzhu quickly came back with warm water. During this period, Yinzhu was very enthusiastic to clean Yu Qingjia's face, but Yu Qingjia held up her sleeves and firmly refused. Yin Zhu had no choice but to be chased away. Before she went out, she sighed with great regret: "Miss, why did you rub your face like this? It's such a pretty face..."

Yu Qingjia wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. After the sound of closing the door came from outside, Yu Qingjia put down her sleeves, gritted her teeth and glared at Murong Yan: "Look at what you did!"

"It was you who told me to make me look ugly." Murong Yan had no self-awareness of being the culprit, and he was still an old **** until now, speaking calmly, "If you said you wanted to look good from the beginning, it would be easier."

Yu Qingjia's anger was stuck in his heart, and he was so angry that he almost rushed to bite him. She looked at Murong Yan, who was cold and beautiful, with the bright moon shining brightly, and then thought about the stupid look on her face, which was red and white, and felt wronged. She raised her hand to cover her face, and her voice suddenly became crying: "Get out! I don't want to see you."

Murong Yan was taken aback when he saw the water in Yu Qingjia's eyes, but when he heard the words behind him, his face became even colder. Murong Yan pretended that Yu Qingjia was emotionally excited, and then said "I don't want to see you". He held Yu Qingjia's wrist and said, "Put your hands down, and I'll help you wipe off your face."

"Can you wipe it clean?"

"Yes." Murong Yan picked up the handkerchief twisted by Yinzhu, and with the other hand, pulled Yu Qingjia's hand off forcefully, half coaxing and half forcefully: "I tried it just now, and it can be washed off."

Yu Qingjia put down his hands suspiciously, and Murong Yan took the handkerchief and gently wiped it on both sides of Yu Qingjia's cheeks. The veil was wet after being soaked in water, and there was an unexpected coolness when it touched the face. Yu Qingjia subconsciously hid back, but Murong Yan pressed the back of her head: "Don't move."

Yu Qingjia didn't dare to move any more. Murong Yan lowered his eyes, wiped the lipstick on her face intently, and pressed her hair with the other hand, the two sat facing each other, breathing and smelling each other.

Yu Qingjia opened her eyes wide. At such a close distance, she could clearly see Murong Yan's thick and slender eyelashes, straight nose bridge, and jade-like white and delicate skin. Murong Yan's eyelashes were drawn down quietly, and she was carefully watching the red marks on her face. Yu Qingjia was a little uncomfortable, she wanted to hide back, but Murong Yan's slender and strong fingers pressed on the back of her head and held her firmly, making her unable to retreat or turn her gaze away.

Yu Qingjia was so stiff that she didn't even dare to breathe too hard. Murong Yan dipped the veil in water, and wiped off the color on her face bit by bit. He saw that the powder was not pleasing to the eye, so he wiped off all the extra decorations that would damage the girl's color, revealing her own delicate and clear complexion. Murong Yan soaked the handkerchief in the copper basin, and then his jointed hands sank into the water. His fingers were long and slender, and the movement of twisting the handkerchief was unhurried, because of those hands, it was as if the copper basin and the square handkerchief were also became more expensive.

Yu Qingjia felt the coolness on her face, she guessed that her lips and brows had been wiped clean, how dare she let Murong Yan do it now, and quickly snatched the handkerchief from his hand, hurriedly said: "I will do it myself."

Murong Yan's hand was suddenly empty, and instead of pursuing it with Yu Qingjia, he picked up a dry cloth beside him and wiped off the water on his hand casually.

Yu Qingjia tossed and tossed for half the morning, and finally found that all the efforts were useless. She wiped her face clean, didn't bother to toss about it again, and simply gave up on herself: "Forget it, let's do it like this. If I had known this, why should I go to such trouble..."

Before Yu Qingjia finished speaking, Yinzhu had already called outside: "Miss, have you packed it? Come and look for it from the main courtyard."

When Yu Wenjun wrote home, besides telling his precious daughter, Laojun Yu was indispensable. Now it is likely that Old Master Yu received the news and sent her to ask questions.

Yu Qingjia stood up. She was wearing a plain dress today, and she didn't put any makeup on her face. She was very suitable for a junior who was worried about her elder's illness and didn't care about dressing up. Yu Qingjia didn't even need to change her clothes, she straightened her sleeves casually, and was about to go outside. After she took two steps, she stopped suddenly, turned her head and said softly to Murong Yan: "I'm leaving?"

Murong Yan sat on his knees, with wet drops on his fingers, casually resting on the edge of the low table. He raised his head when he heard the voice, nodded and smiled: "Okay."

Yu Qingjia's hesitant heart suddenly settled down, she smiled brightly at Murong Yan, ran to the door quickly, and said to Yinzhu who had been waiting for a long time, "Let's go."

At this time, in the main courtyard, Mr. Yu had already sat up with the help of his maid, and was leaning crookedly on the bed. The last time Yu Wenjun had news was brought by Yu Qingjia when he rushed back to Yanzhou alone, and since then, he has not said a word. Yu Laojun is usually dissatisfied with Yu Wenjun's self-assessment, but when something really happens, she is the most worried. She had only two sons in her life, and Yu Wenjun was the only bloodline of the eldest and second wife. Even if she scolded her on weekdays, she didn't dare to let Yu Wenjun make any mistakes in her heart.

Now that Yu Wenjun finally sent the news, and said that he would return home in a few days, Mr. Yu regained his energy and immediately struggled to sit up.

The maid helped Laojun Yu to get up, and one of them smiled and said, "Sure enough, Da Lang is also thinking about Lao Jun. Da Lang must have sensed that Lao Jun is ill and is very anxious, so he happened to deliver the letter today."

Yu Wenjun had a very tense fight with Mr. Yu because of the Yu family matter. He had been away for three years, and he didn't even write back during the holidays. Now that the maid said this, a smile appeared on Yu Laojun's sallow face.

Seeing that she was not to be outdone, the other maid smiled and said, "Isn't that right, Laojun has been ill for a long time, and when he heard the news of Da Lang today, he immediately became much lighter. It can be seen that Laojun and Da Lang's ancestors and grandchildren have a good heart. How about your filial piety!"

Yu Qingya knelt and sat next to Old Master Yu's bed, and sneered disdainfully upon hearing this. He would really put gold on his face. The reason why Laojun Yu could sit up was because of Yu Wenjun, it was obviously because of the medicine she just added to the water.

Yu Wenjun sent a letter saying that Mr. Yu was in a good mood, the main courtyard had been clouded for several days, it was rare to be so happy now. The maidservants rushed forward to please Mr. Yu, and the grandsons-in-law and daughters-in-law of Mrs. Li, who were ill, also surrounded the bed, flattering Mr. Yu carefully with every word.

Mrs. Li and the others were laughing, when suddenly the maid outside the house raised the heavy curtain and yelled crisply inside: "Liu Niangzi is here."

Li's smile froze suddenly.

After Yu Qingjia entered the room, he glanced at the people in the room calmly, then lowered his eyes, and greeted Old Master Yu calmly. Her actions could not be said to be very warm and intimate, and there was an invisible alienation around her, but there was no fault in her etiquette.

Seeing that the smile on Yu Qingjia's face also faded, Old Master Yu nodded coldly. Yu Qingjia got up and stood aside with her hands down, her eyes looking at the ground. Her movements were quiet and steady, she didn't speak loudly or glance left and right in front of her elders, she really followed the rules, but Old Master Yu always felt uncomfortable watching her.

Although the younger generation should not laugh loudly in front of the elders, and should not take the initiative to start a conversation without the elders asking, but the etiquette norms are one thing, and getting along with them is another. In the past, which junior came in and didn't keep booing and asking for warmth, or deliberately acted like a baby to please Mr. Yu's favor. After entering the door like Yu Qingjia, he stood indifferently and refused to say a word. It was really a minority. Or just her.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Old Master Yu couldn't help feeling a little complicated. The girl didn't wear makeup, and her clothes were nothing but simple plain skirts, without any extra decorations on her whole body, but even so, she was still amazingly beautiful. Yu Qingjia is like the Yu family, but more beautiful than the Yu family. She inherited Yu's talent of being good at singing and dancing, and at the same time, she has Yu Wenjun's nobleness in the world. She has combined the advantages of both parents, and she is only fourteen years old.

It happened that such a person had the beauty favored by the heavens and was endowed with outstanding talents. Even though he was ill these days, Laojun Yu had heard about King Yingchuan's banquet. Yu Qingjia played the piece he had composed without any preparation in advance, amazed everyone and became famous. There are so many girls in the Yu family, but Yu Qingjia alone is known as "Poppy". Because of her "Poppy", everyone in the Yu family became her foil.

Old Lord Yu's feelings for Yu Qingjia are very complicated. Yu Qingjia is the daughter of the Yu family, and the Yu family is a rare person who dares to disobey Old Lord Yu. Because of the Yu family, Yu Wenjun quarreled with her for the first time in many years, and because of the Yu family, Yu Wenjun gave up everything in the family and resolutely moved to Qingzhou. This is tantamount to a blatant break with the family in the Northern Dynasty ruled by the clan. And after Yu Wenjun left, he didn't reply or ask for peace, and he completely regarded her grandmother as non-existent, but Yu Qingjia was the only one who took away.

It would be fine if Yu Qingjia's appearance was mediocre, but she herself was extremely outstanding. Even if Old Master Yu was prejudiced, he had to admit that Yu Qingjia was the best of the Yu family's generation. This is a slap in the face, because of these subtle and complicated entanglements, it is really difficult for Mr. Yu to feel close to Yu Qingjia when he sees Yu Qingjia.

And Yu Qingjia's lack of enthusiasm further confirmed Yu Laojun's guess. In contrast, Yu Laojun is of course more willing to hold Yu Qingya who is obedient and interesting, and only she can rely on.

Old Master Yu also asked indifferently and impatiently, "Did Dalang deliver a letter to Erfang?"

"yes."

In fact, the second room, Yu Yan and Yu's family, passed away, and the second wife Yu didn't care about foreign affairs. Yu Qingjia was the only one left in the whole second room. Yu Wenjun said that he was sending a letter to his family, but everyone could tell that he was writing to Yu Qingjia specially.

Yu Wenjun wrote a letter to the rest of the Yu family. Li was also Yu Wenjun's wife, and Yu Wenjun didn't mention it in the letter. When it was Yu Qingjia's turn, he sent a letter specially, showing his partiality.

Naturally, Mrs. Li also thought of it, her eyes showed self-pity, and she still asked persistently: "What did Da Lang say in the letter? Did he tell his family anything?"

Obviously this "family member" refers to their eldest family members, Yu Qingjia finally resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and said coldly: "No."

Li Shi bit her lip, her eyes immediately filled with water, she picked up the handkerchief and lowered her head to sob. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became very embarrassing, and Yu Qingjia gave a blank look in her heart. Does Mrs. Li understand the occasion?

Old Master Yu was also very ugly. She lowered her face and said: "Jilu has always written letters to the elders to report safety, and no elders have written letters to the younger generation. There are no elders in the second room. You should not keep this letter. Bring it to me."

Yu Qingjia's eyes immediately turned cold, and her tone was alienated: "The elder dare not resign, let alone a letter written by my father. Before I went out, I burned my father's letter with incense and framed it, and solemnly put it in the letter box. Now I don't bring it with me. "

Yu Qingjia's non-cooperative attitude is very clear. Old Master Yu is an ancestor who is four generations higher than her. When the elder raised his mouth slightly, and then the younger generation rushed to deliver the things, now that Yu Qingjia said that it has been bound, could it be Old Master Yu? Can I make a special trip to pick it up? Old Master Yu's expression also became gloomy, his face stretched long, and he was silent. Yu Qingya knelt by the bed, seeing this move in her heart, her eyes turned around between Yu Qingjia and Laojun, and suddenly smiled and said: "Sixth sister is young and speaks freely, Laojun is willing to keep the letter for you It is pity for the younger generation, this is a blessing that many people can't ask for, why is the sixth sister still so pampered?"

"Liu Niang is dull, not as good as Fourth Sister, who has exquisite seven orifices, and she serves Laojun every day, not to mention, this time Laojun's condition has improved, I am afraid that Fourth Sister has contributed a lot."

Yu Qingya was originally smiling, but her smile froze when she heard this. It's obviously a normal flattery, Yu Qingya has heard it many times from the mouth of the maid, but why does it always make Yu Qingya feel that she is mocking herself when Yu Qingjia says it now? Thinking of the deal she made with the system, Yu Qingya's expression twisted. If she didn't know that it was impossible, Yu Qingya almost thought that Yu Qingjia knew something, and she was mocking her with a pun.

Yu Qingya forced a smile, secretly laughing at herself, how could Yu Qingjia know the existence of the system? Yu Qingya continued: "It's my good fortune to be able to serve Laojun, but it's a pity that I'm clumsy, not as smart as my sixth sister, and I can play any melody casually, and I can be sought after by everyone. If sixth younger sister stays to serve Laojun to drink medicine, I'm afraid it will be far away." It's more effective than a stupid one like me."

After Yu Qingya finished speaking, she pursed her lips and smiled. She looked at Yu Qingjia with a venomous snake-like light in her eyes: "Sixth sister is so ingenious that she can play such complicated piano music well, so she must do other things. Laojun is seriously ill. Smart people are needed, and in my opinion, letting Liumei do it is far more effective than us people. What do you think, Liumei?"