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As soon as Jing Zhuozhuo finished her sentence, everyone froze and turned to look at her.

No one would believe that the first daughter of the Jing Family's number one family would be blind.

Jing Tiancheng remembered the first time he saw Zhuozhuo's mother. It was during a poetry gathering organized by the Imperial Palace, and at that poetry gathering, Zhuozhuo's mother County Master Qingcheng used Moon as the topic, and performed a song and song that conquered everyone on the spot, which also entered Jing Tiancheng's heart.

Who would have thought that the daughter of the most talented girl could not write?

Jing Tiancheng looked at Jing Zhuozhuo. She had her head down and her cheeks were red. Both of her hands were in front of her, twisting the soft handkerchief nervously.

Jing Zhuozhuo's expression was very similar to County Master Qingcheng's. She reminisced about the first time Qingcheng met Jing Tiancheng alone, and she was shy like that. But today, Jing Zhuozhuo's bashfulness was mixed with unease.

"You …" Jing Tiancheng looked at Jing Zhuozhuo in disappointment.

"Father, aunt, she …"

Before Jing Zhuozhuo could even open her mouth, she had already knelt down. She knew that Dongding Country placed emphasis on literary talent, and only women would be valued highly. As First Daughter of Jing Family, she could not even read a single word.

However, for Chong Qingmo, she started from the basics and learned all kinds of calligraphy and painting in less than two years. Although she was only proficient in chess, other things were mostly to tease her, but Jing Zhuozhuo had put in a lot of effort to learn all those years ago.

Jing Zhuozhuo's words did not come out, but Jing Tiancheng had already thought of the rest, and his brows furrowed. He never thought that the direct descendant of his Jing Family would be taken so lightly by someone.

"Bastard!"

Jing Tiancheng roared, shocking everyone. Jing Qing'er even looked at Jing Zhuozhuo with a pale face.

She had never expected Jing Zhuozhuo to be incapable of writing, and it just so happened to be an excellent reason.

If she couldn't prove that the note really came from Jing Zhuozhuo, then the meeting with Huang Yanji might really fall on her head.

Jing Qing'er glared furiously at Jing Zhuozhuo. She didn't believe that Jing Zhuozhuo really didn't know how to write. She went to her courtyard during the day, but she really did see a calligraphy and painting placed in front of her desk.

"Dad, your daughter saw with her own eyes that Big Sis knows how to recite poems."

Anxious, Jing Qing'er quickly voiced out her thoughts.

Jing Tiancheng frowned as he looked at Jing Qing'er. A hint of doubt flashed across his eyes. Then, he turned around and looked at Jing Zhuozhuo, who knelt on the ground.

The meaning behind Jing Qing'er's words was obvious. She was lying.

However, this lie was not a good thing for Jing Zhuozhuo. If the people of the world were to know that the first daughter of the Jing Family was blind, then she and the Jing Family would probably become a joke.

Actually at this time, Jing Tiancheng really hoped that Jing Zhuozhuo would lie, as it would be better than Jing Family becoming a joke with her.

Jing Tiancheng lowered his head and looked at Jing Zhuozhuo, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Qing'er said you can write?"

Jing Zhuozhuo raised her head in a flurry. Her eyes were red and filled with tears. She looked at Jing Tiancheng resentfully.

"Father, your daughter does not dare to lie to you, your father. Your daughter …" It's just that when I was at home and learned the skill of the ring, there was no problem with my reading, but when I wrote it … "It's really too unsightly, how could my daughter use it to scare people …"

With that, Jing Zhuozhuo lowered her head again. When she looked down, a single tear fell from her eyes. It was as if all of her grievances had been reduced to the form of a single tear, falling to the ground and then slowly fainting.

Jing Zhuozhuo didn't say a word of grievance, but her grievance was clearly seen by Jing Tiancheng.

Jing Zhuozhuo was truly wronged. She, as a young lady, was sent to the countryside but was humiliated by others, not only did they take away the silver taels, they didn't even let her teach them. Did they really look down on his Jing Family that much?

Jing Tiancheng saw the tears that fell from his eyes and frowned. Guilt also appeared in his eyes.

"Zhuozhuo, quickly get up. My son is feeling wronged."

Jing Tiancheng frowned and helped Jing Zhuozhuo, who was kneeling on the ground.

Jing Zhuozhuo knelt on the ground for a while. When she stood up, her body trembled and fell into Jing Tiancheng's arms.

"Father …"

Jing Zhuozhuo gently pulled Jing Tiancheng's arm with her hand, and just after a gentle tug, she immediately let go.

She looked up slightly and frowned at Jing Tiancheng. There was a hint of respect in her eyes, as well as a bit of hesitation.

The admiration in Jing Zhuozhuo's eyes was half-feigned, but it was real.

She was only five when she left home. She was supposed to be around her parents, but she was sent to a distant room, and when she came back eight years later, she had very little memory of her father, and how could she not feel uncomfortable holding her father's arm like this?

Seeing Jing Zhuozhuo's gaze, Jing Tiancheng's heart turned sour. Back then, if someone hadn't slandered her, saying that a woman's life was hard and would destroy all the boys in the family, Jing Zhuozhuo wouldn't have been sent away, and she wouldn't have been unfamiliar with him as a father.

Jing Tiancheng couldn't help but reach out to support Jing Zhuozhuo when he thought of the father and daughter leaving, then seeing the aggrieved tear drop on the ground.

"Someone, help the young miss return to the courtyard to rest."

Before Jing Tiancheng even finished his sentence, the banana already rushed forward and supported Miss.

"Miss, did you catch a cold? It's all my fault. When Third Miss said that she wanted to come out to swim in the courtyard, I should have thought of helping her get dressed in advance, and caused Miss to catch cold. It's all my fault. "

With a tearful voice, Banna shifted the topic to Jing Qing'er. Even Jing Tiancheng looked at Jing Qing'er.

She was the one who proposed to come to the Mo Garden, and now that she was caught in a secret relationship with a man, it was probably because she wanted to avoid him, which was why she pulled a few older sisters here to carry him on her back.

Jing Tiancheng looked at Jing Qing'er with a frown. The hostility in his eyes was so obvious that she couldn't help but take a step back.

"Dad, she's just spouting nonsense. The reason I went to see Big Sis that day was because she was writing her inscription. Hong Shan, who went with me, can testify."

Jing Qing'er panicked for a moment. She didn't expect that the situation that she had planned would go awry. Not only was she taken advantage of by Huang Yanji, Jing Zhuozhuo was even taken care of by Jing Tiancheng.

Jing Qing'er had never dared to snuggle and act like a spoiled child in Jing Tiancheng's arms. Yet, she actually fell into Jing Tiancheng's arms and was helped up by Jing Tiancheng. Jing Qing'er was unconvinced.

"It's not Miss's inscription."

A cold voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the words that were about to come out of Hong Shan's mouth.

"It's not Miss who is writing, it's me who is writing. Miss has always been worried that if I am unable to write properly, I will embarrass Master, so I will have this servant teach her a few words every day. But the number of words in this servant's meeting is truly limited, so all the ladies have thought of a way to copy it.

Tu Mi lowered her head and whispered as she stood behind Jing Zhuozhuo.

"Dad, now that this is over, your daughter has to apologize to dad again. Please don't blame your daughter, dad."

As she spoke, Jing Zhuozhuo was about to kneel down, but she was stopped by Jing Tiancheng.

"Just stand there and say it. No matter what you say, Dad won't blame you."

Jing Tiancheng only felt guilt towards his daughter, so how could he blame her?

"Zhuozhuo thanks Dad first."

Jing Zhuozhuo bowed to Jing Tiancheng Fu before she continued.

"I... "I stole my dad's and big brother's scrolls and came over to copy them …"

With that, Jing Zhuozhuo shyly lowered her head, not daring to look at Jing Tiancheng's face.

"This is nothing, child, what are you thinking? If you want it, just say it directly to dad. What are you talking about, you stole it?"

His daughter was treated lightly, and even though he finally got her back, he was not proud of her kindness. He should be happy, but now, there was something else that annoyed him.

If Jing Zhuozhuo could not write, then only Jing Chuchu and Jing Qing'er were on the slip of paper.

Thinking of this, Jing Tiancheng suddenly turned around and shot a torch-like gaze at Jing Chuchu and Jing Qing'er.

Jing Qing'er was scared by Jing Tiancheng's gaze. Was she really going to be identified as having a rendezvous with Huang Yanji? She didn't want to end up like that. If she was, it would be hard for her to get married again.

Thinking about the future, Jing Qing'er stepped closer to Jing Chuchu. Perhaps Jing Chuchu was the only one who could save her now.

Jing Chuchu hadn't said a word since Jing Tiancheng had arrived. She was just being modest.

Jing Qing'er's plan was not known to her until the Mo Courtyard. She did not support Jing Qing'er's actions to begin with.

From the surface, if Jing Qing'er's plan succeeded, they could attack Jing Zhuozhuo, but they let Huang Yanji off the hook. Who the hell was he to actually have a relationship with Jing Family?

Jing Chuchu's plan was to give Jing Zhuozhuo and Chong Qingmo a pair. If that happened, she would become Chong Qingmo's chess piece for the throne, and that would be where she, Jing Zhuozhuo, was supposed to be.

But when Jing Chuchu found out about Jing Qing'er's plan, she was already powerless to turn the situation around. The only thing she could do was to call Chong Qingmo's men and report to him about this matter, but before Chong Qingmo's men could return, Jing Qing'er was already taken advantage of by Huang Yanji.

Jing Chuchu watched the situation unfold until, at this moment, Jing Qing'er gently pulled on her sleeve from behind.

It seemed like it was time to choose a side, and she, Jing Chuchu, would definitely not choose Jing Zhuozhuo's side no matter what.

"Dad, your daughter has a question, I don't know if I should say it."

Jing Chuchu gently shook off Jing Qing'er's sleeve and said softly. When she said that, she looked at Tu Mi who was standing behind Jing Zhuozhuo, intentionally or unintentionally.

Since she couldn't take down Jing Zhuozhuo, then her target was someone close to Jing Zhuozhuo. Jing Qing'er's plan didn't completely fail since she was the only one who could hurt her.

"Speak." Jing Tiancheng replied with a frown.

He was not in a good mood right now. If he had time to talk to Jing Chuchu, he would just say it out loud.

"Since Big Sis can't write and the words on the paper don't match with Second Sis's handwriting, then our daughter will think that someone might have passed it off."

With that, Jing Chuchu turned to look at Tu Mi who was standing behind Jing Zhuozhuo.

Jing Qing'er reacted at this moment. She had asked Hong Shan to copy the note and the copy came from Jing Zhuozhuo's room. If it wasn't Jing Zhuozhuo's, then it might have been Tu Mi who was beside her.

If it was Tu Mi's handwriting, it could be said that Jing Zhuozhuo had instructed Tu Mi to write what was passed on to Huang Yanji.

"Master Jing, junior would also like to know which lady left this one a note, this one …"

The moment Jing Chuchu finished her sentence, Huang Yanji's voice also rang out.

Compared to before, his face was pale due to fright, but this time, his expression returned to normal. He looked around at Jing Qing'er and Jing Zhuozhuo.

These two both had the attitude of 'a fish in the water'. No matter which one it was, he, Huang Yanji, had earned them all. If it was Jing Zhuozhuo, then it would be great, but what benefits would First Daughter of Jing Family's name bring to him, Huang Yanji was very clear in his heart.

"I say, brother Yanji, what you saw today's night view is worth it. Beauties, no matter which one of you left the note, you've already earned it."

Bai Jingyun shook her fan and said with a faint smile.

"I think so too. Brother Yanji, I'm really jealous."

Wang Xie nodded and said.

Bai Jingyun and Wang Xie Zhi's words shifted Jing Tiancheng's attention from Jing Chuchu to Huang Yanji.

Who was Huang Yanji, to actually dare think about his Jing Family's daughter?

Jing Tiancheng glared fiercely at Huang Yanji and then turned to look at Jing Chuchu.

"I think he was disguised as one too. I wonder who was so bold as to actually dare to pretend to be Miss Jing Family!"