Chapter 3
The two sides of the sky separated by the mist merged into one. Looking again, I saw that the strange color on the horizon also blended with the rain, and it was impossible to tell the difference at all.
The rain was getting heavier, and moisture was rising from the ground as it hit the ground. A man approached slowly, his footsteps making no sound.
However, the woman who was lying on the table listening to the rain raised her head and looked at her with a slightly tilted head.
"Girl, you'll catch a cold if you keep lying here in the rain."
She chuckled when she heard that, then took the clothes and put them on.
"I wasn't asleep. I was just thinking about something. It gave me a headache."
Hearing his daughter say this, Qingzhu walked over to rub her head, and immediately saw the piece of paper torn in her hand.
The original ink marks on the paper could no longer be distinguished, as they were soaked through by layer upon layer of thick ink and even penetrated the back of the paper.
The girl had changed a lot since she suddenly woke up on the way to the lake last time. That day was also the first time she saw the girl so angry. She seemed to be in a crazy dream, which scared everyone around her.
But it was also his fault! If Que Ming hadn't insisted on chatting her up, the girl wouldn't have taken her anger out on him, causing him to get hit with three sticks for nothing. If the master hadn't just come back, who knows how many more blows he would have received, even beating him to death might not be out of the question.
Since that day, the girl who was frightened by the dream has been unable to sleep well and has become very silent. Every time I see her, she is circling on paper, as if she is trapped by something.
Today is the same. There is only a blob of ink left on the paper. I don’t know whether it is words or paintings hidden under the ink. The calligraphy and seal characters that I used to like have become a curse. I haven’t been able to write a single piece these days. The one in front of me is finally ruined.
If this goes on, I really don’t know what to do.
As if sensing her distraction, Yue Qingning opened his eyes and looked out the window with a cold expression.
"Okay, it doesn't hurt that much. You can take a break too!"
Qingzhu was pressed on the stool beside her, watching her slowly and methodically fold the stained rice paper and throw it into the basket beside her. Her movements were so skillful that one would think it was a common thing.
Qingzhu finally couldn't help but ask, "Miss, are you writing calligraphy or painting today? Why don't you leave one?"
Yue Qingning paused for a moment as he put down his pen, and then continued speaking as if it were any other day.
"Nothing, I just can't calm down enough to write something, and when I get impatient I end up getting something dirty."
"This is already the sixteenth pair..."
Yue Qingning pretended not to hear the little mumbling to himself, and casually placed the pen in the pool, staring blankly at the ink gradually spreading outward from the tip of the pen, dyeing the entire pool of water black.
Qingzhu couldn't help but sigh as he looked at her dazed expression. The girl looked like she was going to call that guy again.
Sure enough, as soon as he stood up, the person behind him who was staring at the water didn't even look back, and muttered something to himself in the sound of the thin rain.
"Where is Que Ming?"
So she had to call that person to meet again. Qingzhu waved to the maid outside and told her to go and call the person quickly.
Ever since she said she would kill Que Ming because of the nightmare convulsion that day, the girl has been completely immersed in guilt. Not only did she buy him a lot of medicine and supplements for his injuries, but now she calls him every day, almost wanting to see him all the time.
Every time he would have a nice conversation with her, explaining over and over again what he had done wrong that day. This beating didn't do anything to Que Ming, but it made the girl worried.
That boy actually got a huge advantage! If it was anyone else who got beaten, the girl would also care about him so much, but it just happened that the advantage went to Que Ming, who had nothing good in other aspects except his pretty face, which made her feel very uncomfortable!
Que Ming is a gloomy and weird person. Although he has a good appearance, he always emphasizes happiness in everything. You can tell at a glance that he is a scheming man. Now that he has grasped the girl's guilt, I don't know how long he can manipulate her.
Before he had time to think about it, a white folding umbrella came along the path through the rain. The girl holding the umbrella kept looking back at him and giggled shyly.
Qingzhu became even angrier when she saw this. She was already unhappy with him taking advantage of girls, and now he even didn't let go of a maid holding an umbrella. He used his foxy face to seduce people. It was really hateful!
As the man approached, the maid glanced at him several times while closing her umbrella. This shameless man actually smiled! Did he really think she was dead? Such blatant behavior in the girl's yard was truly lawless!
"you!"
Que Ming, who had just shaken off the rain on his shoulders, was startled by the roar of the person beside him and looked over with some confusion.
Qingzhu looked like a little lion, his entire body fur standing on end with anger.
Que Ming immediately tried to recall how he had offended her, but he couldn't remember it. He just lowered his head and responded submissively.
"Sister Qingzhu called me?"
Qingzhu already disliked him, and she became even more furious when she heard his melodious voice. She put her hands on her hips and tried to stand taller.
"What were you doing just now? You've only been here a few times and you're already chatting and laughing with the maids in our courtyard! Did I call you here just to do this?"
The person on the other side was even more puzzled by such questioning. On the way here, he had been thinking about the eldest lady and didn't pay attention to who was next to him. He didn't even say a word. How could he be joking?
"Sister, you must have seen it wrong. I never joked with her, let alone said a word to her."
Look at him! He was laughing just now! He lied even when she caught him. He is really shameless!
Que Ming really didn't understand where she was angry. He saw that she was still blocking the door, thinking about the person inside who was anxious to see him. Que Ming had no patience to argue with her about such a trivial matter, so he said seriously.
"The eldest lady called me, please let me in, sister, I'm afraid the young lady will urge me in a while!"
And he even used the girl to pressure her! Qingzhu despised such mean behavior even more. She blocked him in anger and refused to let him in. He didn't dare to reach out and push her away. They could only stare at each other in a stalemate.
He laughed just now because he was thinking of the young lady and the follow-up of the casual chats they had when they met these days, but it was not easy to explain this to her now.
The two stared at each other for a while. Que Ming was really anxious and couldn't bear it anymore so he gave in to her.
"Sister Qingzhu! If you have anything to say, wait until I come out and tell me. Now let me in!"
She's still waiting inside, how dare you ask her to wait...
Qingzhu pouted her lips, her eyes looking up at the sky. "This time, please do it for the sake of the young lady! When the young lady doesn't look for you again in a few days, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!"
He lowered his head and listened in confusion. When had he offended her?
At this moment, a series of dull crackling sounds from inside the door interrupted the two of them, and they both ran into the house in panic.
Walking around the screen, I saw the eldest lady kneeling among a pile of scrolls, staring blankly at the chaos on the ground.
Qingzhu immediately went over to help her, but the girl fixed all her attention on the face of the fox who had just entered the room.
Qingzhu became even more upset when she saw this, and squeezed in front of him, pushing him down and making him kneel beside her.
"Girl! Are you okay?"
The struggle between the two of them brought her back to her senses. Yue Qingning smiled as she was pulled up.
"It's okay, I just wanted to find a translation."
As she spoke, she glanced at the ground. Qingzhu naturally squatted down to help her put away the scroll, but she took this opportunity to look at the other person who was nearby.
It has been more than half a month since she came back. When she sees the face from three years ago, her breathing still stops from time to time. But fortunately, she still carries her memories with her in this life, memories that were crushed by horse hooves.
The person in front of her seemed to feel the gaze following her like a shadow, and raised his eyes to look at her.
How could one describe him at this moment? The beauty of the rosy clouds and the moon, the beauty of the ice pot and the jade balance, seemed inadequate to even begin to compare to his grace. It was unclear how a servant raised in a stable could possess such grace.
The youthfulness that has not faded at this moment makes him look more vigorous and energetic than he did three years later. Even coarse clothes cannot hide his elegance and grace. Those who don’t know him would think he is the eldest son of the Yue family!
Such a beautiful face actually planned a vicious trick to use the children of his benefactor as a trap. She really underestimated him in the past! But it is true that you can only judge a person by his appearance but not by his heart. Behind his beautiful appearance lies a ruthless and cruel person.
That's not right! Even dogs won't bite back at their benefactors, but people do...
The two of them stood there silently for a long time, until Qingzhu sorted out the scattered calligraphy and paintings and stood up, interrupting the mysterious atmosphere between them.
"Qingzhu, go out first. I want to talk to Queming for a while."
It was not a good thing as soon as he looked up. He put the things aside and glared at Que Ming before leaving.
The people left, and only the two of them were left. The air became quiet again. Fortunately, there was the sound of rain outside the window today, which prevented the two of them from being left in a vague awkward situation, but it didn't seem to be much better.
Que Ming knew why the eldest lady called him here. She was so frightened that day that she mistook him for someone else and screamed for him to die. Even he, who often hung out in jewelry stores and had seen a lot, had never seen such a description.
After regaining consciousness, she apologized profusely, calling him closer once a day, almost causing him to misunderstand...
After a long silence, the woman sitting behind the long desk finally spoke.
"Queming, are you feeling better?"
He pressed his back teeth to stop himself from laughing. This problem had been happening for many days, and he had actually recovered more than ten days ago.
But the eldest lady hasn't apologized yet, so his injury can't be completely healed.
He forced a faint smile and said, "Much better! The medicine the young lady gave me earlier was quite effective! I haven't felt any discomfort these days."
Upon hearing this, Yue Qingning forced himself to smile and took out a box of medicine from a small drawer on the table.
"If it works, keep using it! Thankfully, I didn't cause you to become disabled, otherwise I wouldn't know what I would have done."
The snow-white paste in a small porcelain bowl was crystal clear and smooth. She had given him more than a dozen boxes of this good stuff.
In the end, I was still anxious. I failed to kill him the day I came back and was stopped by my father. Now it became difficult to touch him again.
Ever since she woke up, she always remembered the feeling of being trampled by horse hooves. That feeling replayed in her dreams every day, making it impossible for her to forget the bone-breaking hatred.
As his hatred grew, he naturally didn't want to see him have an easy time, so he mixed poison into his medicine every day.
As a girl in the boudoir, she could not find many poisons, so she could only rely on the pharmacology she had read from Sister Teng in the past, and scrape the white juice from the trunks of several maple and oak trees in the yard to mix it into the medicine.
Applying this medicine to the wound might cause it to become red and swollen, but if he doesn't pay attention or can't see it, using it for a long time might actually poison the bad guy to death.
In fact, she also knew how many loopholes there were in what she did and how much she left it to fate, but she hated him so much! She wanted him to die immediately!
Seeing him take it in his hand without any preparation, her restless heart finally calmed down, and she could calmly face the fact that he was still alive.
After all, seeing him suffer for one more day would make me feel better, so thinking this way, I would not be so eager to see him die.
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