Jing Yi turned around to leave, Yue Er subconsciously spoke:

"Master Jing!"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, her heart tightened and she became nervous. When the man turned around and looked at her, her heartbeat seemed to jump into her throat and her face couldn't help but turn red.

A strong urge came over me...

She clenched her hands, swallowed hard, mustered up her courage, and finally said what she had kept in her heart for a long time:

"Master Jing, I...I like you..."

She buried her head in shame, her face as red as a boiled shrimp, her whole body tense with nervousness, waiting for the man's answer.

Jing Yi frowned.

she?

Like him?

What?

"I have always been a man of a calm disposition and have never been interested in women. Thank you very much for your kindness, Miss Yue'er." He refused coldly, without saying much, and walked away.

The moon seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water, chilling it from head to toe.

The smile froze on his face.

My heart sank to the bottom in an instant...

Master Jing rejected her. He didn't like her and said he didn't want to be with women, but he was obviously very good to Yun Ying!

He obviously likes Yunying!

Why?

How exactly is she inferior to Yunying?

Why does the princess like Yunying, the young marquis likes Yunying, even Master Jing likes Yunying, why does everyone like Yunying, then what is she?

What is she?

The first time she liked someone, she was so humble and cautious. She mustered all her courage, but was rejected. Her eyes quickly turned red and tears welled up in her eyes. She couldn't help covering her face, turned around and ran away crying.

She doesn't understand!

Why do they all like Yunying!

She was obviously the princess's closest maid and best sister, so why was Yun Ying, who came later, better than her in everything?

Why!

She is not willing to give in!

Not far away.

Zhang Fei saw this scene, but because he was far away, he didn't hear it clearly. When Jing Yi came back, he asked curiously:

"What did Yue'er tell you?"

Looks very sad?

Jing Yi looked indifferent, and said calmly: "Nothing."

"No way!" Zhang Fei slapped his thigh, "You made her cry. If the lady knew, she would definitely beat you! How can a man of your stature bully a girl? How can you find a wife like this?"

Jing Yi pursed his lips: "..."

I can't get a word in, and I don't want to.

"The banquet is about to begin. The young lady asked us to keep an eye on the Gu family. You and I will go to the sides. If there is any special situation, notify the young lady immediately." He changed the subject coldly.

Zhang Fei grabbed his arm and said, "Wait a minute, you haven't told me how you made Yue'er cry."

“…”

A grown man, yet he is so gossipy.

Three black lines appeared on Jing Yi's forehead, and he looked at him coldly:

"If it weren't for our many years of friendship, I would have taken action long ago!"

The cold voice and fierce intimidation between his brows would make ordinary people dare not provoke him. However, when Zhang Fei saw him, he was not afraid and reached out to touch his head:

"You little brat, I raised you with my own hands. I am half your father. Why are you so mean to me? How can a son hit his father in this world?"

"Don't you think so?"

Jing Yi: “…”

His face became colder and his aura became more sinister.

Even if he was unhappy, could he lose his temper at Zhang Fei?

cannot.

Zhang Fei smiled and rubbed his head. "Oh, the little brat from twenty years ago has grown up. I still remember when I picked you up, you were covered in wounds, being hunted by people, and you were so thin and small. In order to protect you, I took you to join the Wuji Sect. Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye!"

He let out a long sigh.

Time flies.

"In two years, I will probably have a grandson. When you were little, I raised you, and in two years I will help you take care of your son. If I live long enough, maybe I will even have a great-grandson."

As he said this, his lips curled up, and he felt happy just thinking about it.

Jing Yi's face was dark. He didn't even have a woman, so how could he have a son? He hadn't even started to have a son yet, and he already had a great-grandson?

God knows how Zhang Fei raised him all these years.

When he was five years old, he was asked to cook by himself. He was not even as tall as the stove, so people had to help him mend his clothes, get him wine, fan him, and hold his sword...

Very unreliable.

"Who asked you to help take care of my son?" He sneered, "Do you think you can take good care of my son?"

After saying this, he held the sword and walked away.

"Hey!" Zhang Fei glared, "Why can't I take good care of your son? I raised you. I have experience in taking care of children!"

Jing Yi walked away without looking back.

"Don't even mention raising just one. If you give birth to two, I can help you take care of them!"

Jing Yi walked away.

"Jing Yi!"

Jing Yi's back disappeared around the corner, but he didn't know that this departure would be a farewell forever...

The dinner began. From a quiet corner of the Gu Mansion, there were soft sobbing sounds. Yue'er hid behind a rockery, squatted on the ground, hugged herself, and cried sadly.

She had been with the princess for nearly ten years, going through so many ups and downs and hardships along the way. She was the princess' closest person, but Yun Ying not only took her place, but also took away the man she loved...