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Wen Boyuan curled his lips and drank the wine in one gulp.

"You, you, you don't know how to do it, and you are not willing to learn. When you really hit the wall one day, you will probably know the pain."

Jing Yu lowered his head and finished another drink, not answering Wen Boyuan's words.

"Forget it, just think of it as practicing on Qianxue. When you meet a girl you truly love in the future, you won't make such a harsh mistake again."

Jing Yu raised his hand and patted Wen Boyuan's arm, "What nonsense are you talking about? Is this what we want to talk about? Don't take the topic astray."

Wen Boyuan's smiling expression was stunned. He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch Jing Yu's forehead, but Jing Yu subconsciously stopped him.

"Ayu, you can't be serious! You're just a maid, don't risk yourself, it's not worth it!"

Jing Yu waved away Wen Boyuan's hand, "What's it worth? Since I keep her by my side, it's naturally because she is good."

He glanced at Wen Boyuan with some disdain, "It's not like you. You talk a lot of sweet words, but there is no one who is stable. She and I have to live together."

Wen Boyuan was offended by Jing Yu's words, "A kind reminder, but you choked me with your words. From now on, I will be completely cold-hearted, so don't regret it in front of me."

Jing Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled, his eyes full of confidence, "Your own fate is not good, Qianxue is not the kind of person you said."

He was always satisfied with Qianxue in his heart. Although she was soft-hearted and was sometimes taken advantage of, her thoughts were always pure and kind.

She must have seen a lot of the insults in Zhao's courtyard, and she could just teach them to change them slowly in the future, and it would be fine.

After hearing Boyuan's nonsense, Jing Yu's depression dissipated a lot. When he returned home, he couldn't help but walk to Qian Xue's door.

He stood hesitantly for a moment, carefully tracing the silhouette on the window frame with his eyes, feeling a little panicked for some reason.

"Young Master came to visit late at night, what do you mean?" A cold greeting came from behind.

Jing Yu turned around and saw Ah Zhi holding a copper basin, looking at him indifferently.

Jing Yu was speechless for a moment and didn't say anything.

Ah Zhi then carried the copper basin and walked forward angrily, "If nothing happens, young master, you'd better go back and rest early."

Jing Yu was very helpless by Ah Zhi's appearance. Why did Qian Xue choose such a bad-tempered maid with such a good temper?

He was scolded by Ah Zhi and turned around to walk back.

However, when thinking that Ah Zhi is Qian Xue's personal maid, Ah Zhi will express many things that Qian Xue cannot say.

Now that Ah Zhi dislikes him, could it be that Qian Xue also has a grudge against him?

With a change of thought, Jing Yu couldn't help but turn around and push open the door of Qian Xue's room.

Qianxue had obviously just finished washing up. Her already moist almond eyes were filled with moisture as she looked at the person at the door in surprise.

"Master, why are you here?"

Before Jing Yu could say anything, Ah Zhi said, "If the young master has anything to say, just come in and say it. Standing at the door and letting the cold wind pour into the house will chill my girl."

Ah Zhi kept blaring her little mouth, but seeing that Qian Xue didn't seem to have any intention of chasing away the guests, she still left the space for the two of them, closed the door and went out.

When Qianxue saw Ah Zhi leaving, she stood up in a panic and apologized to Jing Yu, "A Zhi is young and sometimes speaks out of proportion. I hope you don't blame me."

Jing Yu looked at her frightened look and couldn't help but laugh, "In your opinion, your young master is someone who would get angry with a yellow-haired girl?"

Qianxue quickly shook her head, "Of course not, the young master is a very good person."

Jing Yu raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but smile and took a few steps closer, "How good is it?" Qian Xue couldn't help but panic when she saw Jing Yu approaching, "The young master is smart and knowledgeable, sensible and motivated, and he is an excellent husband."

She heard these words being spread by the servants of the Qi family. For some reason, she remembered them in her heart. Now that her mind was empty, she spilled them all.

Such words that would only be spoken when praising the man you like, coming from Qian Xue's mouth, relieved most of Jing Yu's irritability.

As Jing Yu approached, Qian Xue naturally smelled the alcohol on his body, and bad memories came flooding back.

Every time Jing Yu gets drunk, she suffers a lot.

This fear made her tremble when Jing Yu reached out to touch her face.

Jing Yu frowned slightly, "Are you afraid?"

Qianxue pursed her lips, tried to steady her voice, and took the initiative to press her face against hers.

"The young master has not been here for a few days. I am a little nervous and excited."

Jing Yu's expression soon became relaxed. He gently stroked Qian Xue's cheek and said in a tired voice, "Since you think I'm good, then walk around the courtyard more often, so you can meet me all the time, right?"

Qian Xue nodded meekly, Jing Yu took her into his arms and played with Qian Xue's hair.

"Zhao, please be careful these days."

He failed to interfere with Qi Lingying's marriage to him because he was afraid that Zhao would come to persecute Qianxue again.

Qianxue responded in a low voice, and Jing Yu finally relaxed completely and wanted to fall down on the couch while holding the person in his arms.

A knock on the door suddenly came, and at the same time Tianxuan's voice also sounded outside the door. It should be that there was something serious to deal with.

Jing Yu let go, rubbed Qian Xue's forehead with some reluctance, then put on his clothes and walked out.

Qian Xue leaned against the door and watched Jing Yu go away, "It's so late at night, and the young master still has things to deal with. It's too hard."

Ah Zhi, who was waiting outside the house, gave Qian Xue a merciless look, "I can say a thousand words to you, but I can't even compare to what he said."

Qian Xue immediately closed her eyes and stopped looking.

There are some things that she shouldn't miss.

New snow has fallen in the imperial capital, but it cannot stop the joy and excitement of celebrating the festival.

Before New Year's Eve, Jing Yu and Qi Lingying met at Kanglefang.

Qi Lingying tugged at the wintersweet on the table with some trepidation, and looked at Jing Yu with a look of boredom.

Jing Yu felt a little more tired when she saw him, and his voice was muffled, "I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have become lazy. Didn't your eldest sister's marriage make it difficult for you?"

Qi Lingying held up her arms and gave Jing Yu a sideways glance, "Mr. Yu is so cruel. You know clearly what my situation is like in Qi Mansion, but you still use your words to poke my heart."

Jing Yu was choked by the title "Yu Lang" and couldn't help coughing, "I just got promoted, but I still prefer others to call me Mr. Jing."

Qi Lingying's eyebrows were curved, her spring cherry-like lips gently opened and closed, and she carefully twisted the words "Master Jing".

When Jing Yu heard this, he spilled the tea in his hand all over the table and coughed repeatedly.

Qi Lingying finally laughed out loud and slowly sat up, dissipating all fatigue.

"The marriage negotiation between the eldest sister and the Prime Minister Fang's family has really gone through a lot of trouble in the house. I have to prepare for the marriage and also have to deal with the eldest sister who comes to trouble me all the time, so I am a little tired."