Chapter 35 (Second Update)
Liu Qingying stood beside him, her watery eyes gazing at him, looking incredibly obedient.
Chapter Thirty-Five
It felt as if my internal organs were being pulled out of my chest.
The movement of lifting the curtain suddenly slowed down in her eyes. She blinked, and it took her a moment to see who it was.
Although the visitor was dressed simply, the lifelike kingfisher feather phoenix on his head revealed his identity.
Liu Qingqing lowered her eyes and bowed: "Greetings, Your Highness. Wishing Your Majesty a long and peaceful life."
The princess's eyes reddened. Her sharp-eyed maidservant quickly handed her a handkerchief and glanced at Liu Qingqing before saying worriedly, "It's so windy today, Your Highness, you should go inside. Otherwise, your eyes will suffer again."
The princess did not take the handkerchief, but stepped forward to support Liu Qingqing's arm and help her up. She did not say anything for a moment, and Liu Qingqing's heart jumped into her throat.
She could feel the princess's gaze scrutinizing her, and she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
"Your Majesty."
The maidservant reminded her in a low voice.
The princess seemed to suddenly come to her senses: "Alright, alright, let's go back. I'll have to trouble Madam Xie to come with me."
How could I dare to hear such words from an important person? Liu Qingqing hurriedly said that she dared not.
She heard the princess seem to take a breath, her breath trembling slightly for some reason. As they walked side by side, Liu Qingqing noticed the movement and took a half-step back as a sign of respect, but the princess gently supported her waist and back. "What's wrong? Are you feeling dizzy?"
Liu Qingqing's heart skipped a beat, and a strange feeling welled up inside her. Without thinking, she quickly replied, "I'm sorry to have troubled Your Majesty. I'm fine."
The princess looked at her carefully again, and seeing that nothing was wrong, she didn't ask any more questions. After that, she would turn her head every few steps to see if Liu Qingqing could keep up, which left Liu Qingqing completely confused.
She naturally had to lag behind a few steps in front of the noble lady, but the princess seemed unwilling for her to stray too far, so Liu Qingqing had no choice but to keep up.
Upon entering the cabin, a sweet fragrance wafted into my nostrils, instantly making me feel refreshed and invigorated.
Even my tense mood has improved a lot.
After settling Liu Qingqing in, the princess ordered her maid to bring tea and snacks before heading to the inner room.
While the princess went to wash her eyes, Liu Qingqing quietly looked around the cabin. Perhaps because people of noble status do not like things to be complicated, the cabin was as simple as Xie Lang's study. The first thing you saw was an eight-immortal table and four chairs.
There was a chaise lounge right next to the window, and another chaise lounge at the other end. There might be a hidden space behind the screen, but she had no idea what it was.
It doesn't look like something for social occasions; it looks like something I would use regularly.
There were signs that the regent had been inside the cabin, such as the military books on the desk and the large bow hanging on the wall.
She could imagine the Regent and the Queen sitting side by side by the window, each doing their own thing. No wonder the people of the capital said that the Regent and the Queen had a very good relationship.
Regent Li Jin was known as the God of War, strong and fierce. When the new dynasty was first established, his father had won the throne and made great contributions. However, the founding emperor passed the throne to his brother, simply because he was wary of his brother's excessive ruthlessness.
Everyone was worried that Li Jin would not accept it, but Li Jin not only accepted it gladly, but also led the officials to kowtow to his elder brother.
Her temperament has improved a lot since she got married. Although she is still ruthless and cold-blooded than before, she is much more compassionate now.
All the officials of the new dynasty were grateful to him for marrying such a good wife, who had subdued this murderous god.
Having only met her once, Liu Qingqing already felt that the princess possessed a magical charm, making people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, and willing to be with her.
While she waited patiently, the princess was also anxiously tidying up.
Behind the screen, two small rooms were separated, one for rest and the other for cleanliness.
All her previous nonchalance had vanished; the princess was now covering her eyes with a damp handkerchief, tears streaming down her face. Afraid of being heard by her daughter, she trembled with sobs but dared not utter a sound.
"Your Majesty..."
The head maid, Bei Zhi, whispered, "Seeing the young lady is a happy thing, please don't hurt your eyes. If the prince knew, he would be heartbroken."
Upon hearing this, Ying Yi swallowed the bitter taste in her throat, raised her hand to support herself on Bei Zhi's arm, and struggled to get up.
She wiped away her tears with a cold expression.
Bei Zhi knew that the Princess Consort disliked her mentioning the Prince, but if the Prince found out that the Princess Consort had cried again, given the Prince's intense love for the Princess Consort, the blame would fall on the eldest daughter.
The princess was the one who was heartbroken.
Yingyi naturally understood this simple truth. She raised her head, wiped away her tears, and applied a cold towel to her face for a moment before going out.
She was indeed seriously ill and on the verge of death when she was in the Liu family. She witnessed her husband and Xiao Ying doing such a sordid thing by her bedside, which made her so angry that she couldn't catch her breath. She was then hastily buried by that heartless scoundrel.
When she awoke inside the coffin, it was pitch black, and she had no idea whether it was day or night.
At that time, only her eyes could move, and the surroundings were completely silent; she thought she would die peacefully like that. Unexpectedly, she had only been awake for a short while when she heard the sound of the earth being dug up and the sound of rain hitting the coffin.
It's as if someone is digging up her grave.
The heavy coffin lid was moved, making a chilling grinding sound.
The man held a heavy shovel, as if a god had descended.
A light drizzle fell on Ying Yi's face, causing her to squint.
By the moonlight, squinting for a long time, it was only then that I could barely recognize that the person who was soaking wet was actually the powerful regent Li Jin.
She hadn't seen Li Jin for a long time.
He had barely managed to stay awake when the thought flashed through his mind, his head lolled to the side, and he fainted.
My consciousness was fragmented after being pulled into someone's arms; I only remembered the frantic heartbeat in my ears and the burning lips that kept landing on the veins on my neck.
All she remembered was Li Jin's heartless departure, his horse galloping away into the distance.
When I woke up again, many things became incredibly blurry, as if veiled by a white gauze.
She leaned against Li Jin's chest, feeling a dampness on her neck. He buried his face in her neck and said in a trembling voice that he was back.
No matter how she asked about the forgotten matter, Li Jin would always reassure her that it was nothing serious, otherwise how could she have forgotten it?
She only remembered everything three years ago when she accidentally kowtowed on her son Li Ying's tenth birthday.
She was well taken care of by Li Jin and thus began to enjoy a life of luxury.
But she endured more than ten years of loneliness and hardship in the Liu family mansion.
The mere thought of it causes me unbearable heartache.
From that time onwards, Bian and Li Jin developed a rift and have lived in separate rooms ever since.
He immediately wanted to recognize Qingqing, but now the new dynasty was rife with undercurrents, and Li Jin had been assassinated repeatedly. Where was the peace and tranquility in the seemingly calm Prince's mansion?
They had no choice but to make plans in secret.
After a while, Ying Yi swallowed the unbearable soreness in her throat, and when she reappeared, apart from the redness and swelling around her eyes, there was no other trace of the problem.
Ying Yi sat down opposite her daughter, lingering on every change in her daughter.
Everything is different from when I was a child.
She left when her daughter was only two years old; now, that soft, cuddly baby has grown into a young woman and married.
She missed out on so much.
I have no idea what my daughter looks like every moment.
A careful look at the daughter's charming and innocent expression reveals that she is doing quite well in the Xie family.
Ying Yi could finally relax a little after more than three years of worry.
The eerie silence made Liu Qingqing restless. Though she didn't show it on her face, the handkerchief hidden under her sleeve was practically wrung out into a damp rope.
"How are the new tea and snacks?" the princess asked.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the princess order the servants to bring tea and snacks.
We just had tea and snacks served, why are we having to serve more?
"Madam Xie, your timing is perfect. These are some pastries I baked this morning. Would you like to try them?"
Seeing Liu Qingqing's surprise, Ying Yi forced a smile and explained, "My naughty son doesn't like sweets, but I love making them. I heard from Lord Xie that you like them and that they are almost the same as what you tasted when you were young. I was just thinking of letting you taste how this freshly baked treat is."
A maid brought over a copper basin. After washing her hands, Liu Qingqing carefully picked up a pastry that was closest to her from the plate, raised her left arm to cover it with her sleeve, and took a small bite.
It has a rich, creamy flavor and melts in your mouth.
It has a... mother's scent.
Ironically, she no longer remembered what her mother looked like, but she always felt a sense of her mother in the pastries the princess bestowed upon her.
The thought made her throat ache, and she quickly swallowed.
"What's wrong?" the princess asked immediately. "Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
After a brief hesitation, Liu Qingqing gently shook her head. "Your Majesty, I am not feeling unwell. I just suddenly thought of my mother."
As Liu Qingqing lowered her gaze, Ying Yi's eyelashes trembled violently. She clenched her hands, her voice slightly choked, "Why are you thinking of Mother again?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingqing smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I don't know either. Perhaps it's because I was young and didn't realize how much my mother's cooking tasted."
After a long silence, Liu Qingqing quietly raised her eyes and saw that the Empress's eyes were red again.
Only then did she dare to look at the princess, who was indeed exceptionally beautiful, and showed no signs of being a child over ten years old.
"Madam Xie has made a fool of herself."
Ying Yi regained her composure, smiled somewhat awkwardly, and picked up a handkerchief to press against her eyes. "You've made me miss my mother too."
After saying that, he raised his hand again: "Since you like it, Madam, please eat more. I'll have Bei Zhi pack some more for you to take back to your residence later."
Liu Qingqing was about to get up to express her gratitude, but the princess was faster and got up to grab her arm.
"I find you quite pleasing to the eye. May I call you Qingqing?"
Liu Qingqing thought it was just calling her name, so she didn't think anything of it and quickly responded.
Liu Qingqing found it strange that the princess, despite her noble status, had no airs whatsoever, and even looked at her with excessive kindness...
She couldn't explain it...
The princess also warmly invited her to lunch, which was roasted mutton, a dish she had never eaten before but loved on her first try.
The caramelized lamb is tender and chewy; when you bite into it, the incredibly fragrant oil bursts out, coating your mouth and tongue.
Seeing that she enjoyed it, the princess ordered more to be roasted.
Liu Qingqing could not stop her. Having accepted the princess's kindness, she could only think that Xie Lang's burden might be even greater than she had imagined.
Contrary to her expectations, the princess was quite kind and not as cold as rumored.
They took extra care of her during that short time, worried that she might be too hot or too cold.
The occasion was ostensibly for flower viewing, but in reality, it was for Li Ying, the only son of the Regent Prince, to find suitable young ladies.
The princess did not disembark from the painted boat to look around, but instead enjoyed tea and the scenery with her. At the end of the banquet, they went to the small pavilion at the stern of the cabin and looked out over the distance.
The young ladies below were gentle and virtuous, silent as cicadas in winter, and bowed and greeted the princess the moment she appeared.
Even though they were far apart, they dared not be perfunctory in the slightest.
Standing behind the princess, Liu Qingqing could see clearly and gradually came to understand the meaning of "high position and great power".
After the banquet ended, Liu Qingqing and the princess did not disembark from the painted boat.
After most of the day had passed, Liu Qingqing had roughly figured out the princess's temperament, and found her to be the easiest to get along with.
Aunt Biga treated her even kinder and gradually became more relaxed.
He also recounted some amusing anecdotes from his childhood to the Empress.
"That bird is so silly, it keeps crashing into the tree."
Liu Qingqing covered her mouth and laughed, unaware that although the Empress's lips were slightly upturned, her eyes held bitterness.
Just then, a servant came to report, "Your Highness, Lord Xie has arrived at the Prince's residence and sent someone to say that he is taking Madam Xie back to the residence."
The princess paused, looked outside, and seeing that the sun had already set, she did not try to keep anyone.
He got up and disembarked from the painted boat. Seeing Liu Qingqing's puzzled expression, he said, "I've been on the boat all day, so I'll come down and walk with you."
The princess slowly escorted Liu Qingqing out of the mansion, stopping behind the screen wall. She gazed at Liu Qingqing with gentle eyes and said, "If you have nothing else to do, please come and sit here often."
Seeing the hesitation in her daughter's eyes, Yingyi continued, "The prince is busy with official duties, and that unruly child is nowhere to be found all day. I am all alone in this huge mansion, and there is no one to share the food I make."
"I have many pastry recipes here. If you come, we can make them together."
Whether it was because of the Empress's high position and power, or because the loneliness she spoke of was heartbreaking, Liu Qingqing had no choice but to agree, "Then Qingqing will often come to bother the Empress in the future, and I hope the Empress will not find it troublesome."
Ying Yi immediately lowered her eyes, restrained herself, took her daughter's hand and patted it gently, sighing softly, "How could I be annoyed?"
A horse neighed outside.
Ying Yi then released her: "Go on, your husband is waiting."
Liu Qingqing bowed and said goodbye.
Only after her daughter had circled the screen wall and could no longer see her figure, and she heard familiar footsteps behind her, did Yingyi collapse weakly onto the person's shoulder and sob softly.
As the sound of horses' hooves faded into the distance, Ying Yi could no longer restrain herself and bit his shoulder hard with her red lips.
The man didn't move, but simply held her shoulders tightly and coaxed her softly, "Don't strain yourself, or your teeth will start hurting again."
Ying Yi, however, did not appreciate the gesture and angrily punched him.
Liu Qingqing boarded the carriage, and sure enough, Xie Lang was sitting inside, holding a letter in his hand.
Seeing her come in, he put away the letter, leaned over and took her arm, but kept his eyes fixed on her, looking her up and down carefully.
"Was today smooth?"
Xie Lang knew the answer but still asked it anyway.
Liu Qingqing nodded, her eyes sparkling.
There was excitement at meeting a distinguished person for the first time, and also the joy of not losing face and surviving a disaster.
"The princess is indeed as kind as rumored..."
Apart from Aunt Jia, no elder had ever expressed their affection for her so openly.
She felt warm all over, like a snowman in early spring, about to melt in the sun.
On the way back, Liu Qingqing chattered incessantly with Xie Lang like a child. Xie Lang listened patiently, occasionally responding. His eyes were fixed on her, and seeing that she wasn't faking it, he relaxed his tense back and leaned casually against the carriage wall.
As for the princess's kindness, Xie Lang could not agree.
How could someone who's just a clay figure stay peacefully by the side of Regent Li Jin for over a decade? The open and covert attacks alone would be enough to give him a hard time. It's just that treating someone like family makes a difference.
Due to previous family misfortunes, Xie Lang no longer believed in blood ties or family affection.
If the princess is sincere towards Liu Qingqing, then so be it; if she has ulterior motives, then it's better not to go.
Back home, Liu Qingqing ate an extra bowl of rice at dinner, which made Xie Lang hesitate slightly.
As they rested at night, Liu Qingqing leaned on his shoulder and asked, "Husband, the Princess Consort said that I should visit her often when I have time. What should I do?"
Xie Lang lowered his gaze and saw the childlike confusion in her clear eyes. His heart softened, and he gently patted her shoulder with his hand. "Go if you want to. I'll take care of everything."
Seeing her staring at him with unease in her eyes, Xie Lang chuckled, "The esteemed guest has already invited you; how could you possibly refuse again and again?"
Liu Qingqing's restless heart gradually calmed down, and she replied, "That's true."
"Did you see the young master today?"
The Regent and Queen's only son is not yet thirteen, and for some reason, the Regent has not yet requested the appointment of an heir apparent. Therefore, everyone in the capital respectfully calls him "Young Master."
However, whether or not the title is granted is of little use. Everyone knows that the Regent is the current supreme ruler, and the young emperor is merely the young emperor for now. Even the words of the young master carry more weight than those of the young emperor.
If the regent wanted to become emperor, it would be as simple as raising his hand.
"Not seen"
Speaking of this, Liu Qingqing thought of something else, frowned, raised her head and looked at Xie Lang with a puzzled expression, looking charming and cute.
"Today's banquet is quite strange. It's supposed to be a meeting of potential brides, but the princess didn't even go down to look. She only glanced at them from afar on the painted boat. How could she possibly discern anything?"
Seeing this, Xie Lang's heart softened even more, and he couldn't help but smile and coax her, "Perhaps it's because of the many customs of royalty and nobility. It's definitely not just a banquet; there's more to come. Let's wait and see."
Liu Qingqing was astonished upon hearing this; indeed, a royal marriage was a major event that could cause a great deal of conflict.
However, it has little to do with her, so she just sighed and let it go.
Overcome with drowsiness, Liu Qingqing nestled in Xie Lang's arms, enjoying the rare warmth and tranquility.
Today, she suddenly felt a surge of happiness.
She actually dared to do that; it's unbelievable that this kind of thing could happen these days.
Liu Qingqing quietly closed her eyes, hiding her wet eyelashes.
However, after a short while, Xie Lang heard her breathing become even. He lowered his eyes and quietly looked at her peaceful sleeping face for a while. After a long while, a very soft sigh echoed in the main room.
He brushed away the stray hairs covering her cheeks with his fingertips.
With her innocent and naive nature, what will become of her in the future?
From that day on, the princess would summon her to the palace every few days, but there was nothing to do; she would simply cook some food, just as the princess had said.
Since that banquet, the princess hadn't mentioned it again. Could it be that she'd already found a suitable young lady? Liu Qingqing didn't want to pry into such secrets, nor did she ask Xie Lang; she knew her place.
At first, it was alright; they only brought back food. Gradually, however, they brought back all sorts of jewelry, rare and precious stones, and even gold that came in drawers.
Every time he went to the Prince's mansion, he would bring her something back, making sure she didn't leave empty-handed.
The Empress's fondness for her was almost as if Xie Lang had rendered meritorious service in supporting the emperor, but she only dared to complain in her heart and dared not utter a word of it.
Apart from her dowry, Liu Qingqing thus acquired a private treasury, which surged rapidly with the summer floods.
Life suddenly became more prosperous and busier.
In a daze, I've suddenly become a wealthy lady!
Not only did she have to look at the account books, but the old lady would also give her pointers during her daily greetings.
Xie Wanyan often came to visit her, and if she encountered anything she didn't understand, Xie Wanyan would teach her everything she knew.
What delighted her even more was that Xie Lang returned home early on the fifteenth, and the bed curtains were drawn, revealing his great enthusiasm.
That night, she felt his palms were burning hot.
The past, when I was living under the roof of the Liu family, was worse than a nightmare. Now that I've woken up, life has become much better.
Xie Wanyan returned to the manor early that day and found her easily.
Upon seeing Liu Qingqing, his eyes lit up, and he quickly walked over, whispering in her ear, "Your father's concubine miscarried yesterday, and I heard she's making a scene in the mansion this morning!"
Liu Qingqing's eyes widened, and she quickly took Xie Wanyan's arm, leading her into the house: "What's going on?"
That's a good question. With Wei Mingzhao around, what can't she find out?
"It is said that she drank chicken soup stewed in the small kitchen yesterday, but an hour later she started bleeding profusely. The concubine sent someone to fetch a doctor, who said that she had miscarried and then fainted immediately."
"This morning, upon waking, I dragged my ailing body to the yamen to report to the authorities, saying that the mistress had murdered me."
"There were dried bloodstains on her dress, and her face was deathly pale. Her hair was disheveled, and tears streamed down her face. She was kneeling on the stone steps, begging the magistrate to do her justice."
"Although that concubine is a courtesan, I've heard she comes from the family of an official in the previous dynasty. Judging by her appearance, she's got some skills; she's no pushover. She's definitely going to take a bite out of your stepmother. Just you wait, this won't end well."
Xie Wanyan spoke with the vividness of a storyteller, making the audience feel as if they were right there in the story.
Liu Qingqing's heart was pounding.
Although she had never met the concubine, she felt sorry that she had fallen into the cannibalistic Liu family.
The next moment, however, he wondered, "Could it be that this young Ying family is really going to fall?"
The hatred she had been suppressing surged within her, causing her hands to tremble.
My mind is a complete mess.
"Sister-in-law"
Xie Wanyan suddenly stopped talking. "From now on, I will call you Qingqing. We have known each other since we were young, although we are not very close. I am not doing this because of Xie Lang."
Recently, Liu Qingqing had noticed that the siblings seemed to have a rift, but she could only pretend not to know for the time being.
Since Xie Wanyan had suggested it, she nodded.
Xie Wanyan felt relieved. She was a straightforward person. Although she still had doubts about whether Liu Qingqing would help cover up her mother's news, after observing her recently and testing her several times, she thought that he probably wouldn't.
On top of pity, there was an added layer of guilt.
Xie Wanyan and Liu Qingqing looked at each other, and Liu Qingqing then gestured for Qingju and Zhao Pansheng to leave. Xie Wanyan also had her maid go out to eat some melon and rest.
After the door closed, Xie Wanyan moistened her mouth with honey water before saying, "I know that when you married into the Marquis's mansion, your dowry had a dispute with the Liu family..."
She spoke softly, but her eyes were ruthless. "Why not take advantage of the chaos in the Liu family and sweep away all the mess we've made so far? We should sort out what needs to be sorted out and settle accounts while she's down. We should take advantage of her weakness and kill her."
No one had ever told her these things before, so this was like a thunderbolt to Liu Qingqing.
The vague outline hidden in her heart was awakened by Xie Wanyan, and it began to take shape.
She suffered cold treatment in the Liu family all these years, without even a hot meal. She almost burned to death when she caught a cold in the winter. Didn't she hate them then?
She hated it terribly.
But she dared not; she had many concerns.
At this point, Xie Wanyan's "outrageous remarks" made it impossible for her to deceive herself any longer.
She wanted to do that.
Seeing Liu Qingqing's relaxed brows gradually furrow, Xie Wanyan stopped pressuring her with words. Instead, she got up to take her leave, leaving behind two sentences before departing: "If you need any help, just ask."
"I also received care from Aunt Ying when I was young."
After Xie Wanyan left, Liu Qingqing sat alone with her eyes down for a long time.
No one taught her in the past, but she had been lying low for many years, and she was patient and intelligent.
After Xie Wanyan cleared away the fog, she felt something again.
Since joining the Xie family, I have been learning these things every day, both openly and secretly, and I have absorbed them so much that one day of learning is equivalent to a year of learning in the Liu family.
She was like a thirsty traveler in the desert, drinking in whatever water was available.
When I looked up again, there was a difference in my eyes.
"Grandma"
Liu Qingqing took a light breath and walked to the door. "Give the order and inform the steward that we will go to the estate tomorrow."
Granny Li responded, took two steps out, but then looked back.
As the sunlight streamed over the eaves and shone on the young lady, her eyes shone like precious pearls.
I don't know how to put it, but it seems that Miss has suddenly changed. Before, Miss was like a gentle willow branch, but now she is like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
The sun was setting.
Liu Qingqing waited for a long time but Xie Lang did not return home. As if she had a premonition, she turned her head and saw the familiar fat pigeon flying over.
Now that the fat pigeon is familiar with her, it dares to eat some grains in her palm.
She first fed the fat pigeon some grains, then gently stroked its back to show her gratitude before taking out the note from the mailbox.
The letter above was Xie Lang's message of reassurance.
I have urgent business to attend to today and cannot return home. Please do not wait for me.
Although she didn't want to discuss the details with Xie Lang at this time, she was becoming increasingly dependent on him.
I feel empty inside after not seeing him for a day.
The next morning, after having breakfast, they prepared to go to the farm to take a look.
I suppose there should be some news about that young man by now.
Mistreatment of tenant farmers is a serious crime these days, and if it can be proven true, it would be enough to give the Ying family a hard time.
However, she couldn't implicate the Liu family. She had no ties to her father and brothers, but her sister-in-law had taken good care of her, and she couldn't let her sister-in-law fall into the fire pit so unknowingly.
If the Liu family has a bad reputation, people will gossip about the Marquis's family as in-laws. She doesn't want to drag the Marquis's family down with her, so she can only try to subtly hint at it.
With something on her mind, she quickly finished her breakfast and hurriedly went outside. Just as Li Mama was carefully helping her to step onto the carriage, she suddenly heard someone calling her.
"Qingqing".
Liu Qingqing frowned. Who was calling her that?
Turning around at the sound, she saw her usually silent and good older brother, Liu Yuanzhou, staring at her expectantly. Liu Qingying stood beside him, her watery eyes looking at her, looking extremely obedient.
Having grown accustomed to a comfortable life, seeing them felt like being suddenly plunged into a deep abyss, suffocating.
She took a shallow breath; her mind was a complete mess.
I never expected these two to show up like this without even posting a message. How rude of them!
It wouldn't look good at the entrance of the Marquis's residence, and I haven't figured out how to persuade them to leave yet.
Before she could even react, her good brother's familiar accusations came straight to her face, "Qingqing... even though you're married, you can't just stand by and do nothing when things happen at home."
[Author's Note]
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Liu Qingying remembered her mother saying that her profile was the most beautiful, and she turned her head slightly to give Xie Lang a gentle curtsy.
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