Ye Qianqian became a six-year-old chubby darling. Not only did she possess dual-system powers, but she also had four big-shot dads.
"Dad!"
The little darling cried, startling th...
Ye Qianning was not in a hurry and took a sip of tea.
Looking at her casually, she was very thin at the age of sixteen, with dark skin, rough fingers with many scars, and dry and yellow hair due to malnutrition. She looked really pitiful.
Wang's calculations back then were wrong after all.
Wang was insignificant, and her last words before her death were even more insignificant. She couldn't control anyone.
Of course, Ye Qianning would not blame all the previous things on a child. Although Xiang Zhenzhu is not a child of the Xiang family, she has a blood relationship with her father.
As long as Xiang Zhenzhu lives a stable life, she will be able to live the rest of her life without worries about food and clothing.
"Miss."
The butler came hurriedly.
"What is it?"
"Someone from the palace has come and told the eunuch that the young lady was frightened when she entered the palace yesterday. They sent a lot of jewelry and supplements, and also brought the imperial physician to check the young lady's pulse."
"The things have been put into the warehouse, and the imperial physician has asked him to wait." Ye Qianning's elegant voice had a hint of laziness.
"yes."
The housekeeper left in a hurry.
Xiang Zhenzhu's fingers were clenched tightly under the wide and beautiful robe, and the scenes of her childhood seemed to appear before her eyes. There were various rewards in the palace, and her grandmother would let her mother and her choose whatever they wanted every time.
Everything has changed since Ye Qianning came...
Ye Qianning waited for a while, and when he saw that the other party still didn't speak, he stood up and said, "If you are okay, go back."
Xiang Zhenzhu panicked when she heard that and stood up: "I... have something to do."
Ye Qianning said nothing, just glanced at her and waited for the next words.
Xiang Zhenzhu was very nervous. She kept fiddling with the hem of her clothes with her fingers and didn't dare to look up at Ye Qianning. "Can I... move back?"
"Isn't the courtyard the emperor arranged for you good?"
"No, it's very good. The Emperor has arranged it very well..."
"Then why did you move back?"
"Because... this is where I grew up, and I miss my uncle very much..." After Xiang Zhenzhu said this, she secretly looked at Ye Qianning, who had a cold and beautiful face and an extraordinary temperament.
The way she was dressed and even the hair accessories on her head were all styles she had never seen before.
In front of such a person, she felt even more inferior.
"Xiang Zhenzhu, do you want to die or live?" Ye Qianning asked softly.
Xiang Zhenzhu looked up suddenly when she heard this: "What did you say?"
"If you want to die, I can grant your wish now. If you want to live, don't come here again. You have no relationship with us anymore."
"You...Ye Qianning, I am your cousin after all, how can you say such things?" Xiang Zhenzhu's eyes were full of disbelief.
"Xiang Zhenzhu, you should know that we have been stripped of our nationality by Beili a long time ago, and we won't stay here for long this time. You should have heard the rumors circulating in the capital. There are too many aristocratic families in the capital who don't like us. If you insist on being tied to us, once we leave, how long do you think you can survive under their hands?" Ye Qianning was not trying to scare her.
Xiang Zhenzhu's face was pale, her lips were tight, tears were welling up in her eyes, and her expression flashed with confusion and struggle.
"The emperor has bought a house for you, so just live in it well. It's best not to ask anything else." Ye Qianning kindly reminded.
"But...but...my uncle and the others..."
Ye Qianning interrupted her before she finished speaking: "Handle your own affairs."
Her pearly lips trembled and tears rolled down.
"Go back and never come here again."
Xiang Zhenzhu's face was as pale as a sheet of paper as she stared at that beautiful, indifferent face. She was stunned for a long moment before she raised her sleeve to wipe her face, turned around, and stumbled out of the yard. (End of this chapter)