C24 Failed to Steal Chicken

Late Autumn Pavilion.

Leng Qingqiu, who had received the forgiveness of the Zhang sisters, was walking home with a complacent look on his face. Just as she reached the door, she smelled a thick stench of blood, making her feel nauseous.

She hurriedly ran in and saw Yu Yan lying on the ground in a sorry state, motionless …

"What's going on?!" Leng Qingqiu bit her lips and bellowed.

Today, in order to secretly find the Minister's family, Zhang Peipei and Zhang Qianqian did not attract any attention, so they did not bring Yu Yan with them. Who knew that Yu Yan would turn into a bloody person after coming back!

"Leng Shang Xian, it must be Leng Qian. She knows that I'm not at home, and if she can't beat me, I'll use Yu Yan to vent my anger!" It must be her! " Not only did Leng Qingqiu not feel sad, he had a complacent look on his face. In fact, the more he spoke, the more sinister the smile on his face became.

If the general knew that Leng Xian Xing had killed my little girl Yu Yan, he would definitely think that she was too ruthless and unworthy to be the daughter of the general! When that happens, I, Leng Qingqiu, will be the direct daughter! Why should I worry about my status being inferior to the king?]

"El-Eldest Miss, you … you finally … you're back …" Yu Yan's hands were trembling as she weakly looked at Leng Qingqiu, not knowing what the young miss was thinking.

"Yu Yan? You're still alive? "You're not dead?" Leng Qingqiu's heart instantly turned cold. Yu Yan did not die, so she could not disappoint the general, and she could not let Leng Xian Xing become the target of public criticism!

"Eldest Miss, save me." Yu Yan endured the whip wounds on her body and said in pain.

Leng Qingqiu walked slowly towards Yu Yan and carefully observed her wounds. Accurate! Powerful!

If he didn't save her, she would die.

"Yuyan, do you know what's going on with me right now? Daddy suspects that Mommy doesn't believe him. The people all say that I've been devoid of conscience and have insulted my little sister." Leng Qingqiu said pitifully as he suddenly wiped away his tears.

Yu Yan had always understood her young mistress best. From childhood to now, everything they did was the same. When she heard Leng Qingqiu's words, Yu Yan's eyes widened in disbelief.

I, Yuyan, wholeheartedly gave her advice, but in the end, it ended up like this.

Just think about it, if that trash knew that he was seeking justice for his slave, then what about her master?

That trash servant knew nothing but to cry but she was still protected. As for her, Yu Yan, she used up all of her loyalty in order to come up with a plan for her master, but … It was impossible to escape from the fate of having been schemed against by his master.

"If you want to kill me, kill me. Just do as I say. There is nothing between Yu Yan and Yu Yan …" "Grudges, words." Yu Yan collapsed powerlessly to the ground. No matter what Leng Qingqiu said behind her, she could no longer hear her. Gradually, she sank into darkness.

Half Moon Pavilion.

"Leng Siliang, get out here!" Leng Qingqiu held a handkerchief that was covered in chili concoction and wiped his eyes. The handkerchief even caused his eyes to turn red as tears streamed down his face.

Behind her were two servants carrying a stretcher.

On the stretcher, it was the completely dead Yu Yan. Her green and purple face was terrifying, and even the servant did not dare to look straight at her, not to mention that it was still night.

Leng Qingqiu's voice was very loud. All of the servants and servants had formed the habit of sleeping lightly, and they rushed out upon hearing the voice. Even Gong Yu and Leng Ao came along with the voice.

"What's going on? Why did everyone come over here?" Leng Ying was infuriated to see so many people disturbing his precious daughter's rest.

The cold, arrogant, and angry looks on their faces caused all the servants and servants to lower their heads, and they automatically opened up a path, nervously standing there while shivering all over.

The moment the crowd moved aside, Leng Qingqiu and Yu Yan who were inside were exposed to the onlookers. Gong Yu doubtfully walked forward and saw Yu Yan who looked like she was dying.

Gong Yu's tone turned cold, "Qiu'er, what's going on?"

If he was dead, how could he get them here? Do you really think we're blind?!

"Mother …" Leng Qingqiu's eyes were red and swollen to the point that she could barely keep them open. She squinted her eyes and looked pitifully at Gong Yu and Leng Ao with a face full of justice for me.

"Father, mother." Leng Xiangsuo's gaze passed directly through Leng Qingqiu and landed on Gong Yu and Leng Ao, completely treating Leng Qingqiu as a transparent person.

When Leng Xiang had lectured Yu Yan, he had already expected such an outcome. After coming out of hell's cradle, he calmly put on his clothes, ruffling his hair loose and looking as if he still hadn't woken up yet.

Leng Qingqiu's wails grew louder and more wretched when he saw Leng Shang Yin emerge from the cave. In the dark night, a corpse with a purple face was crying miserably …

The servants and maids were so scared that their bodies were shaking even more violently. They would occasionally look up to see if Yu Yan's soul was coming over.

"Leng Zhixian, even if you hate me so much that I unintentionally called you trash today, you still can't beat my servant girl to death!" Leng Qingqiu said in a hoarse voice with tears in her eyes.

In the Fire Cloud Country, the random execution of a high class girl was equivalent to killing a person on the streets. Leng Qingqiu's move was a suicidal move!

Leng Yuexin pursed her lips, crossed her arms over her chest, and stood there unperturbed, watching Leng Qingqiu's performance. Her eyes glanced at Yu Yan who had died a few times, and her expression was filled with understanding.

You are still too young to fake it in front of me.

"Qiu'er, you need proof when you speak. This is your little sister, so why would she kill your servant girl?" Gong Yu's tone was not stiff at all. Her brows were knitted tightly and her beautiful face was filled with puzzlement.

"Leng Siliang, just tell me, were you the one who beat up the wounds on her body?" Leng Qingqiu pointed at Yu Yan's bloody body and asked coldly.

"Of course, she has bullied my Jingqiu for many years, this can only be regarded as interest." Leng Xian Xing glanced at Leng Qing Qiu and said charmingly.

The moment he said that, an uproar broke out.

How could the weak Second Young Miss have such strength, to be able to beat up Yu Yan to such a state! Yu Yan was a Level 3 Spirit Master, and one of the strongest servants in the General's Estate!

Some sharp-eyed people noticed that the Second Young Miss had changed a lot in recent days, be it her tone, actions, or expressions! If the previous Second Miss had said such words, they definitely wouldn't believe her.

But now, the young miss, no matter how you looked at her, felt that she was a top-notch expert. Her aura, which did not contain any anger or self-might, was even more intimidating.

They even suspected a few times that this was their second young miss!

Gong Yu and Leng Ao looked at each other, and did not continue interjecting.

Now that they had watched Yin'er grow, they were gratified. If they were to marry her, they would definitely suffer, and the two of them would not be able to accompany her for the rest of their lives.

"Look, did you hear that? Leng Xiangsuo himself said that he killed this rainbird." Leng Qingqiu cried mournfully, even falling to the ground.

"I said that I was the one who hit the whip, but I didn't kill it. Don't be like before and let me carry the blame for you, I feel heavy." Coldsteel leaned lazily against the arched wall of the Half Moon Pavilion, his hands crossed over his chest. His tone was so calm that not a single ripple could be heard.

"Wasn't Yuyan beaten to death by you!? Who would still be able to live after such a whip wound! "

"Eh? But big sister, isn't Yuyan your personal servant girl? How could you not know what happened to your personal servant girl? Coldly smiling, Coldstring's tone was seductive and lazy, with a bewitching charm to it.

"I, I …" "I …" Leng Qingqiu was at a loss for words. Her eyes flickered, not knowing what to say.

The servants and servants around looked at each other in dismay. They couldn't believe that the clever, sensible, and talented Eldest Young Miss was actually stuttered and stuttered when questioned by the Second Miss.

"Also, look. The wounds on her body are very heavy, but …" How could the whip wound make my face purple? " Leng Shang Yin raised his eyes to look at Leng Qing Qiu, deliberately emphasizing the words' hold back ', making everyone's imagination run wild.

Leng Qingqiu remained silent, using only his eyes to play with the string. If looks could kill, Leng Zhixian would have died hundreds of times already.

Leng Shang Yin walked closer, his hand seemingly inadvertently stroking Yu Yan's neck, clicking his tongue: "Aiyo, your neck is red, what a conspicuous little handprint."

As soon as Leng Shang Yin finished speaking, Leng Qing Qiu reflexively tensed up. She looked at Yu Yan's neck guiltily, knowing that she had been tricked by Leng Shang Yin!

There was only a red mark, it wasn't a handprint at all!

"What, you're feeling guilty?" Cold-Up String let out a cold laugh as he spoke in a faint voice.

"Cold-Up String!" You beat up my Yu Yan like this and you're not going to give me an explanation? " Seeing that Leng Xian Yin had no proof, Leng Qing Qiu questioned him relentlessly.

Coldly, his face hardened.

Such a person was not qualified to be forgiven!

"Leng Qingqiu, watch carefully. This is the injury on Jingqiu's body. Take a good look at the new and old injuries! " Leng Xiangsuo roughly rolled up Jingqiu's sleeves. The terrifying wound was suffused with a bluish-purple color that hadn't disappeared for many years.

The servants brought the lanterns in their hands closer together. When they looked carefully, they all sucked in a breath of cold air. This kind of wound caused their old masters to wail in pain, but a woman like Jingqiu was actually able to endure it!

Jingqiu was so embarrassed that her face turned red when her arm was looked at by a group of men. She hurriedly hid behind Leng Xian Yin.

"Also, I hit Yu Yan at noon today, and her face turned purple? His body's temperature had not disappeared, and his neck was still red. Obviously, he had just died. "Tell me, who was it that just came in contact with Yu Yan …"

From time to time, the look in Leng Wuqing Qiu's eyes caused her to feel a chill run down her spine. He always felt that all schemes and tricks would be seen through with a single glance. It was as if his eyes could see through the skin and peer into the heart of a person.

"Leng Siliang, don't slander me. I'm your sister!" Leng Qingqiu's eyes turned red as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Gong Yu and Leng Ao watched from behind, some could not bear to watch any longer. It wasn't because he favored his own daughter, but because of the changes she had made in recent days, the frequent mistakes she had made.

"Hahaha, master, he actually knows that you're her younger sister. This is too funny, hahaha …" The meat buns came out from the house and began to roll on the ground, laughing at Leng Qingqiu.

"Why are you interrupting, you beast!" Leng Qingqiu shouted in anger, his voice breaking the sound.

"Enough! This is it for today's matter. Leng Qingqiu, your father is too disappointed in you. From today onwards, you are not allowed to take even half a step out of the Hall of Evening Autumn. " Leng Ao was so angry that his entire body was trembling. He waved his sleeves forcefully and left.

"Carry the corpse away, don't disturb me, I'm dead tired." Leng Xian Xing gave a yawn and curled his lips charmingly at an angle only Leng Qing Qiu could see.

If he could avoid playing to death, then he would not play to death. The fun of cats and rats was the real method of revenge.

"Why!? Why! You can't do this to me! How can you do this to me! I am the eldest miss of the general's household, how could I be touched by you lowly servants! " Leng Qingqiu was being supported back by the servants. His eyes were swollen, and he had been kicking the entire way back. He was still struggling non-stop.

The curses were very sharp and were very unpleasant to hear. The servants' and servants' impressions of this talented young miss, who had once had an overwhelming good impression of her, immediately plummeted.

So what if he had strength and looks? It was still not that terrible.

Misty Castle.

"I didn't expect that Qiu'er would be like this." Gong Yu's dim eyes drooped slightly as she spoke in a downcast manner.

Leng Ao paced back and forth angrily, walking in circles on the ground. From Leng Qingqiu's performance, it was clear to see that what Leng Xiangsuo said was the truth. This Yuyan must have been killed by Leng Qingqiu himself.

"Let's not interfere too much in our child's matter. I can also tell that our strings have changed. This is a good thing. She can do whatever she wants with her matters." Leng Ao suddenly stopped in his tracks. His angry face turned into a pleased smile as he spoke with satisfaction.

In this way, Leng Qingqiu's foot was banned, and the days of Leng Zhixian became much more tranquil. In addition, Su Liushi hadn't been around these days, so besides morning practice, Leng Zhiqian spent all day and night groping for spiritual energy.

The next day, Coldsteel turned over and stretched lazily. He glanced at the sky and prepared to get up to do his daily morning exercise.

'Bang! 'the window was rammed open. The familiar moon-white figure stood by the window once again. She didn't utter a single word, but her almond-shaped eyes were staring straight at Ye Ci.

"Why is this faceless man here again!" Cold-Up sat up and glared at him, annoyed at his uninvited behavior.