Unforgettable Emperor’s Favor

After two innings, the sky was getting dark, and the lights had to be turned on in the house. Yu Qingjia knelt on the couch, rattled the lacquer box, and picked out the red chess pieces inside. Yinzhu walked in quickly from the outside, stood at the door, not daring to raise her head, and said in a low voice: "Miss, just now someone from the eldest room came to pass a message saying that the lord will not come back today."

The smile on Yu Qingjia's face suddenly cooled down.

In fact, this result is not surprising at all. Mr. Yu wanted to continue the incense, but the second wife had passed away. With Mr. Yu's side, Yu Wenjun stayed in the first room for the first night after returning. It was completely predictable.

It's not that Yu Qingjia couldn't guess, it's just that Yu Wenjun agreed to her before, and Yu Qingjia excitedly waited at home for a long time, but was suddenly told that Yu Wenjun would not come back.

No one can accept this gap.

After Yinzhu passed on the message, she didn't dare to wait any longer, and quietly withdrew. She thought of the haughty look of the girl who had just passed the message from the eldest room, and she was very angry in her heart.

A few days of hard work was enough for Bai Rong to get a thorough understanding of the situation of the Yu family. She also sighed for Yu Qingjia, the family members were withered, her mother died early, and her father became half a father, but living in such a big family, Yu Qingjia's situation was hard to explain. However, apart from distress, Bai Rong couldn't do anything more. Firstly, this is someone else's family affairs after all, and there is no reason for outsiders to intervene. Secondly, Yu Wenjun was tied down by the other side. better.

Bai Rong turned on the light, and quietly retreated. Yu Qingjia pursed her lips and didn't speak for a long time, only the sound of Luozi could be heard in the room. After a while, Yu Qingjia stared at the chessboard and said in a low voice, "He obviously promised me."

Murong Yan's speed of playing chess is still so leisurely: "It's his fault, he broke his promise."

Even though he said this, Murong Yan's heart was not fluctuating, and he even wished that Yu Wenjun would live in the big house in the future and not come back again. After all, when Yu Wenjun came back, they had to eat together, and afterward Yu Qingjia and Yu Wenjun would spend a lot of time talking.

You must know that these times belong to Murong Yan, even if Yu Wenjun is Yu Qingjia's biological father, he is still an outsider to Murong Yan.

If it were someone else, they would definitely say that Yu Wenjun also had something to do, and Yu Qingjia should be more considerate as a daughter. Even when Mrs. Yu was still there, their mother and daughter encountered this kind of thing again and again, waiting time after time for nothing. Mrs. Yu was sore in her heart, and would smile and say to Yu Qingjia, your father is also not easy, you can't treat him like this. Yu Wenjun has complaints, so he just needs to go back to sleep, and when Yu Qingjia wakes up, his father will be back.

This was probably the first time that Yu Qingjia didn't hear any words of comfort and advice, and Murong Yan admitted Yu Wenjun's dereliction of duty as soon as he opened his mouth. It's okay that no one comforts her, but now that someone is standing by her side, Yu Qingjia blinked, and her eyelashes immediately became wet.

Murong Yan noticed something was wrong with Yu Qingjia almost at the same time. He moved his fingers, and finally gently stroked Shangyu Qingjia's eyes, wiping away her tears: "He has a good temperament and integrity, so he will be threatened by others, and he will even have to compromise for it. If you do the same in the future Marry an upright, kind, filial and responsible person, who treats others with sincerity, then he will inevitably break his promise to you again and again."

Yu Qingjia pursed her lips, feeling unconvinced: "I will choose a husband in the future, so I won't choose such a complicated family."

Murong Yan smiled, and he lingered on Yu Qingjia's cheek with his fingertips for a moment, and said, "Even in a simple family, there should be parents, uncles, brothers and sisters, right? You see, a kind person should be filial to his parents and unite with his brothers." , to deal with family conflicts, and to support the married sisters and sisters. With so many scruples screened out, how much do you think he still cares about you?"

Murong Yan's words undoubtedly hit Yu Qingjia's heart. Her father was sincere to his colleagues and friends, and was polite to his elders. Yu Wenjun is a righteous person, and Mrs. Yu fell in love with him because of this, but Mr. Yu and Mrs. Li also used this to blackmail him. Yu Wenjun has a strong sense of moral restraint, and this is what Laojun Yu cried about the grief of a white-haired man giving away a black-haired man. He cried that her time was short, that she would not be able to see the incense going on, and that she would have no face to see her ancestors in the future.

In this way, even if Yu Wenjun wanted to, he couldn't take care of the Yu family and Yu Qingjia's mother and daughter.

Seeing that Yu Qingjia was silent, Murong Yan smiled lightly. In fact, he knew that his words were untenable. A person who is not good to his parents and relatives is more likely to be even worse to his wife. There is absolutely nothing wrong with choosing a man of integrity and kindness when choosing a husband and son-in-law. However, Murong Yan is one of those very few.

There is no one else in his world, only Yu Qingjia. There was nothing in the world that could make him feel scruples, thus wronging her.

It's a pity that she is sincere and kind, and the opposite **** she admires is also a good person like Yu Wenjun and herself. Murong Yan is the desperate and pure black in the abyss. He is selfish and cruel, has no empathy, has no legal principles in his eyes and has no morals. They are completely two-way people.

After Yu Qingjia cried, the corners of her eyes turned red, and the eyeballs were crystal clear and shiny from the tears. She put her mind back on the chessboard, walked silently for a while, and found out why she lost again.

Yu Qingjia was really annoyed this time, she threw the chess piece back into the lacquer box, she was obviously angry, but her voice was filled with aggrieved crying: "Why didn't you let me?"

Murong Yan was silent for a rare moment, he stroked the black chess pieces with his fingers, and after a while, he said leisurely: "I gave in, but you didn't catch it."

In the big courtyard, the maids were all beaming, walking with wind. Li Shi was so happy that she almost turned around on the ground. Seeing the maidservant who was as young as a green onion obstructing her eyes, she dismissed him coldly, poured a cup of tea by herself for the first time, and brought it back to the room slowly.

"Da Lang." Mrs. Li put the tea on the low table, sat across from her with her head down, and said, "You've worked hard all this way, take a rest with a cup of hot tea."

Yu Wenjun looked at the white smoke curling up from the Yue porcelain teacup, and did not move for a long time. Mrs. Li was quite old and still had the shy appearance of a little woman. After waiting for a while, she didn't hear back, and she felt uneasy. Mrs. Li couldn't help rolling her eyeballs upwards, secretly watching Yu Wenjun's expression.

Although Yu Wenjun stared at Bai Wu, his eyes were empty, obviously thinking about other things.

Seeing Yu Wenjun distracted, Mrs. Li secretly resented him. Is it that bratty hoof that caught his attention again? Thinking of the maidservants who came in to change the water just now, Mrs. Li became furious. Mrs. Li is usually rigid and dignified, and she most dislikes people wearing bright clothes and dressing up enchantingly. Li thought to herself, it must be those **** who were seductive and deliberately turned left and right when walking, which made Yu Wenjun lose his mind. In fact, no matter how a woman dresses up, if a man wants to put his eyes on it, he can't be forced by others, but Mrs. Li doesn't blame the man, but hates that women in the world are not dignified and virtuous enough, simple enough to cultivate virtue. Li Shi secretly thought, tomorrow she will sell those young maidservants, and bring in another few who are short, tall, big-faced and broad-foreheaded.

After Li Shi made up her mind, she suddenly felt that her fate was miserable. Why did she always have to be trampled by such a charming and bad woman? She wailed, and said: "Da Lang, are you not satisfied with the tea that my concubine served? If you are not satisfied, this concubine will go and boil the water again."

Yu Wenjun suddenly said at this time: "You call me Dalang?"

Mrs. Li was taken aback by the question, and then nodded as she should: "Yes, you are the eldest son of the eldest son, so you should call him Dalang."

"No, my parents are Yu Yan and his wife from the second house, and I am not the eldest son of the eldest son." Yu Wenjun shook his head and smiled mockingly and sadly, "The one who should be called Da Lang is my elder brother. "

Mrs. Li couldn't answer the words, she was very puzzled, what did Yu Wenjun say these things for? He has obviously been adopted by the eldest family, and his name has been included in the genealogy, so no one can criticize him anymore.

"Since I was a child, the one who was called Da Lang is my elder brother, and Liu Lang is me." Yu Wenjun stared at Li Shi, his eyes were like swords, making Li fidget, "After the elder brother died, my grandmother changed her name to me Da Lang. Lang, the people below don't dare to make fun of you, so they follow suit. Even you keep saying that I'm sorry, but in your heart, you still regard me as a substitute for your brother."

"In your eyes, I have never been alone, but the tablet of the elder brother."

Mrs. Li couldn't sit still, and hurriedly said: "It's not..."

"Yes or no, do you think I don't have eyes, can't you see it?" Yu Wenjun stood up suddenly, and squeezed his sleeves hard, "It just so happens that I have never regarded myself as the head of the house. I am the Liulang of the Yu family , my wife is a childhood sweetheart and a younger sister of the Yu family who made a marriage contract since childhood. Today, because of my grandmother's face, I had to leave my daughter in the inner courtyard, but this kind of thing is over. Sister-in-law, it's getting late , I don’t think it’s right to stay for a long time, so I’ll go back first.”

After Yu Wenjun finished speaking, he went out. Li Shi sat there for a while, then stood up abruptly and chased after him: "Don't you dare, Laojun clearly said..."

Yu Wenjun stopped, turned back and looked at her coldly: "Why, are you still planning to go to Laojun's place to stir up trouble, and then repeat the old tricks and let Jiajia serve you?"

What Yu Wenjun said refers to the fact that the Yu family was forced to serve the sick. It was called serving the sick, but it was actually a grind. Since the death of Mrs. Yu, this has become Yu Wenjun's heart disease. Unfortunately, he didn't know that Yu Qingjia had already been left as a "servant" under the same name.

Li's voice suddenly became hoarse, and Yu Wenjun thought of the past, regretted and regretted, complicated and unspeakable, and finally settled into a self-mockery. It was his fault, he was sorry for Yu Shi, so he deserved to lose his love and live in loneliness and guilt all his life. Yu Wenjun closed his eyes forcefully, and when he opened them again, he was calm and distant inside, without any emotion. Like the most respectful uncle, he said to his elder sister-in-law: "I was stupid back then, and I really believed your words, but the same mistake will never happen again. I am sorry for Mrs. Yu, so use I will pay for the rest of my life, but if you dare to touch my daughter, even if you are my elders, I will not tolerate you."

"Sister-in-law, you can take care of yourself."

After Yu Wenjun finished speaking, he went out. When Li Shi heard the "sister-in-law", she knew that from now on, even if Mr. Yu was partial, Yu Wenjun would never stay overnight again. The son and heir she had been looking forward to for many years were all impossible.

Mrs. Li's mind was broken, Mrs. Yu was already dead, and it was not enough to wait for his wife's funeral for a year. Could it be that Yu Wenjun really planned not to marry a wife or take concubines in the future, but to stay for Mrs. Yu for the rest of his life? What's so good about that woman, when she was alive, she was so overwhelming that Mrs. Li couldn't breathe, and even if she died, she was out of reach. Even Mrs. Yu's daughter was held in the palm of Yu Wenjun's palm like a pearl. But Yu Qingya is also his daughter!

Today at Laojun's place, Yu Wenjun returned from thousands of miles away and turned a blind eye to their mother and daughter, but as soon as Yu Qingjia entered the door, he immediately lost his celebrity demeanor and asked Yu Qingjia about his food, clothing, housing and transportation in detail. Now, only Mrs. Li mentioned Yu Qingjia, and he actually made no secret of what he said to draw a clear line in the future, even to Laojun.

Mrs. Li couldn't help catching up, grabbed Yu Wenjun's sleeve in a humble and begging manner, and brought out her daughter to threaten: "You said you were sorry for Yu Qingjia, but Ya'er is also your daughter, do you feel worthy of her by doing this?"

Hearing Yu Qingya, Yu Wenjun paused, and finally broke Li Shi's hand little by little: "Qingya really owes her something, and I will make up for it, but it has nothing to do with you."