Yu Jiao wakes up one day to find herself transmigrated into the body of a poor rural girl, sold off in a marriage of luck to a sickly man.
Thinking she’s landed in a farming-romance novel, ...
Cheng Ying walked across Wanfu Bridge in a daze, and forced herself to return to her house in Chiyuan Hutong.
It was the first time that the servants saw him look so ugly. They were so frightened that they were silent. They dared not breathe for a moment and retreated lightly.
Cheng Ying came to the room he had asked someone to decorate for Yu Jiao, and looking at the furnishings in the room, her eyes were red, and her face looked like she was laughing and crying at the same time. Her feelings of ecstasy, anger, guilt, loss and recovery were intertwined, and in the end she even vomited blood.
Blood mist sprayed out, and the housekeeper was startled. He asked anxiously: "Master Du, what happened to you? Do you want me to call the imperial physician?"
Cheng Ying took out a white handkerchief from her sleeve, wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, smiled and shook her head, then waved her hand to signal the butler to leave.
Although the housekeeper was worried, he did not dare to disobey Cheng Ying's wishes, so he had to close the door and leave.
Cheng Ying sat on the bed where Yu Jiao had rested for a night, sniffed the faint fragrance in the room, and closed his eyes tightly. He was really stupid. The person was right in front of him, but he never recognized her!
I had clearly felt familiar with her many times, and her medical skills were clearly full of flaws, but I seemed to have lost my mind and turned a blind eye to them, thus wasting so much time and even causing her to suffer so much...
He even adopted her as his adopted daughter and witnessed her getting married!
Thinking of the stupid things he had done, Cheng Ying clutched the thin quilt, veins popping out on the back of his hands. He had become suspicious after asking Master Miaochang to look at Jiaojiao's horoscope at Lianxi Temple that day, but he didn't dare to think too much about it. The dormant hopes that had tortured him for too long, and he was afraid that his obsession was too deep, and once he got the idea, he would not be able to restrain himself and would go crazy.
He woke up in the middle of the night yesterday, and suddenly had an idea in his mind. He was afraid that Su He was Jiaojiao, so he planned to go to Shenshu Camp to meet Su He. However, his subordinates brought him the news that Yu Qizhe had killed Su He. So he went to the Wu family's side courtyard in person. Except for a few music scores, he did not find anything related to Jiaojiao.
He went to Wanfu Bridge on a whim, wanting to give the music score to Liu Yuning, but unexpectedly he heard the song "Burial of Flowers".
What a coincidence! Cheng Ying covered her face and laughed wildly, her smile was a little sad. Perhaps it was fate. There were obviously countless flaws a long time ago, whether it was her medical skills or her pipa playing skills, but he had never doubted it before. It was like a blind spot, and he didn't know until Jiaojiao married someone else.
But so what?
A tear welled up in the corner of Cheng Ying's eyes. His mood at the moment was too complicated, with all kinds of feelings intertwined together, including ecstasy, anger, jealousy, determination to win, and fear.
Each emotion was intense and direct, colliding and entangled with each other fiercely, causing a stuffy pain in his chest.
The most important thing was that he suddenly couldn't face his identity as a eunuch, and he didn't dare to think back to the miserable days he had experienced with Yu Jiao. He could have appeared next to Jiaojiao in a better appearance.
Cheng Ying wanted to kill Zhang Daoling, but at this moment he wanted Yu Qizhe's life more!
He could have been the most unique person in Jiaojiao's world. What was Yu Qizhe? He shouldn't have a place by Jiaojiao's side.
Thinking of what Yu Jiao had said in front of him about liking Yu Qizhe, Cheng Ying felt a raging fire of jealousy burning in his chest.
Jiaojiao can only be his and can only like him, anyone else should die.
There was an undisguised cold murderous intent flashing in Cheng Ying's eyes. Since things were in chaos, she should just set things right and make Yu Qizhe disappear. It was he who brought Jiaojiao to Taiyan. He was the one who had been entangled with Jiaojiao for two lifetimes. He should be Jiaojiao's only one.