Chapter 13: 7.1

07. Betrayal (1)

Qingzhou and Yanzhou are thousands of miles apart, and at this time, Qingzhou is still shrouded in a blanket of smoke and rain.

The rain is pattering Outside, Yu Qingjia is currently propping up her chin to watch the rain. The water and the sky lined up outside the window, and raindrops were slipping down from the eaves one after another. It was smashing on the green stone slab, and splashing out so many fine puddles. It suddenly rained today, and the teacher of classics and history was probably delayed by the rain and has not come over yet.

She was watching the rain and was bored, so she folded paper into various shapes to play. A sudden gust of wind blew in from the window, and the water was wet and moist. Before she had time to react, the ball of paper in her hand flew towards the other side.

Murong Yan didn’t even turn his head back and precisely grabbed the ball of paper. He held it in front of him and looked at it. He found out that it was just a ball of paper. He was obviously very speechless at Yu Qingjia’s actions. He did not even raise his eyes, and directly threw it back with his backhand.

Yu Qingjia was violently hit in the head, and she was stunned for a moment. Then she crumpled the paper in her hand into another ball and threw it vigorously towards Murong Yan.

The skill of throwing paper balls lies in one’s strength, sometimes the harder you throw, the less far you can throw it. The ball of paper filled with all of her anger only flew halfway before falling to the ground. Murong Yan looked back. He did not even bother to conceal the disdain in his eyes.

In fact, he never hid it.

Yu Qingjia gritted her teeth, “Don’t be too arrogant, aren’t you afraid that I will tell my father about you, and let you have a bad life in the future?”

“By all means.”

“You… I was worried about you in vain! I thought you had an attack that day, so it seems that you simply have the heart of a wolf and lungs of a dog1.”

Murong Yan then remembered that she seemed to have scratched her hand a few days ago. He took a glance from the corner of his eye and saw that she had wrapped several layers of white cloth around the back of her hand. Why does it look like she had received such a huge injury?

Murong Yan was born without empathy. A normal person will see the poor and little babies and will pity them, but he wouldn’t. Poverty, loneliness, weakness, and death, this is their own business, why should he feel pity? As for Yu Qingjia’s injury, what does it have to do with him?

Murong Yan was cold and silent, and Yu Qingjia was too lazy to talk to the vixen. She stared at the vast rain curtain outside the window, and muttered, “The Teacher hasn’t come for so long, don’t tell me something happened on the way?”

She immediately heard a very light and cold laugh coming from behind her, she turned back with great displeasure, “What do you mean by that? You have to respect the teacher.”

“Respect the teacher.” Murong Yan slowly repeated these three words. His appearance is quite beautiful with an ambiguous look in his eyes. He spoke in a low voice, and it was cold and decadent. He could inadvertently remind people of a banquet full of silk strings and bamboo, and a nobleman who was extravagant, desperate for splendor to the extreme, and then quickly depraved. After Murong Yan finished reciting these three words, he smiled softly, “Do you know how the deposed crown prince died?”

“Denounced by a villain.”

“By whom?” He calmly asked her.

She was used to listening to her father’s angry denunciation of the treacherous subordinates of the former crown prince. Who used their words and framed the loyal prince in every way. Of course she would rightfully stand on the side of the former prince. But Yu Qingjia didn’t know what was going on.

There was a faint smile on Murong Yan’s lips. He was sitting in front of the desk, with one hand casually resting on the desk, his eyes were dark and invisible, “It’s his teacher.”

The rain outside the window was mixed with the sound of leaking water, Yu Qingjia thought she had heard it wrong, “What?”

But Murong Yan had no intention of continuing the conversation. The crown prince can stay in the Eastern Palace, so it can be seen that he is not a fool, who will casually discuss government affairs anywhere. When he said those words that day, he really felt that the people present were all absolutely trustworthy people.

But who would have thought that his teacher was scared after hearing those words. In case the crown prince’s words were reported to the emperor, wouldn’t all of them, the witnesses, be out of luck? In that case, it is better for him to report.

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Thus began the Eastern Palace bloodbath.

Murong Yan had already shifted his attention back to his scrolls. Yu Qingjia looked at him, and could not withdraw her eyes for a long time.

What does Murong Yan mean by these words? She slowly glanced at the desk on top belonging to the teacher, and suddenly felt like shivering.

Yu Qingjia silently stroked her arm, where fine goose bumps had already formed. If Murong Yan looked resentful and contemptuous, she would still feel normal, but he was so nonchalant about it, as if he was telling a joke.

When did her father’s taste become so strong? He actually likes femme fatales?

The teacher eventually came later in a hurry with an umbrella. No one knew about this little episode before the class, and it turned over silently with the scroll.

But how can something that had happened really leave no traces? After class, the way Yu Qingjia looked at Murong Yan was turned from hostility to wariness.

Because of the rain, the afternoon riding lessons were cancelled. Yu Qingjia was greatly relieved. The maids also stayed inside to shelter from the rain. Several young girls gathered together and had endless chatters. They were talking and laughing all afternoon.

In the evening, Yu Qingjia suddenly remembered that she seemed to have left her purse inside the classroom in the afternoon. In fact, this is not so important, and there is still time to get it tomorrow morning. However, she had nothing to do at the moment, and since the rain outside had just stopped, and the air felt very good. She decided to take the maid, and walk towards the classroom.

Halfway there, a figure flashed out of the corner of Yu Qingjia’s eyes, she immediately shushed the maid and walked lightly behind the pillar. She peeked out a pair of eyes to look forward.

It had just finished raining, what was the vixen doing outside?

Yu Qingjia vaguely felt that this matter is very unusual. Her curiosity about the vixen immediately overwhelmed her idea of looking for her purse. She whispered instructions to the maid, then tiptoed behind Murong Yan, and secretly followed him.

She hid in the corner and saw Murong Yan pull open the back door, and a man was already waiting outside. The two came close and said something, then Murong Yan handed the man a bulging package, and the man quickly turned around and left. Murong Yan then looked around slowly and after confirming that no one was paying attention, he took a step back and closed the door. When pulling the bolt on the door, he seemed to have noticed something and glanced backwards.

Yu Qingjia hurriedly retracted her body and leaned her back against the pillar. Her heart was pounding very fast.

Oh my god, did the vixen have a private meeting with a man just now?

People would often laugh at them because it’s inappropriate, but this is only for men, for women, private meetings with men can ruin their reputation.

What’s more, the vixen is not a lady from a privileged family. And the package she handed out was bulging, obviously it was silver money.

It’s not enough to betray her father by meeting an outside man, but she would even use their family’s money to support an outside lover?

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TN NOTE:

I like Murong Yan and Yu Qingjia’s interaction! They’re so cute hahaha.

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The heart of a wolf and lungs of a dog [狼心狗肺]: is used to describe a person who was as cruel as a wolf.)

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