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Qi Lingying only moved her brows slightly, but her expression remained unchanged. She stood up, straightened her clothes and straightened her hair, and then Shi Shiran walked over and opened the door.

Qi Lingyao was so annoyed by her calm and self-possessed look that she almost stepped in in a few steps and started scolding her as soon as they met: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking today, and you still want to pretend to be pitiful in front of my father. It's really Laughing to death."

Qi Lingying stood up slowly and took a step back, as if she was afraid that Qi Lingyao's saliva would splash on her.

"Sister, what you say is unreasonable. It was you who dragged me to the front hall. After my father got angry, I was solely responsible for the mistake. I don't think I owe anything to my eldest sister, so why should she be like this? Slander me."

Qi Lingying's posture remained upright, her indifferent eyes looking directly at Qi Lingyao's angry eyes.

"Slander? Are you going to bite back? Do you dare to say that you don't want to be noticed by your father at all?"

Qi Lingying started laughing after hearing this, but Qi Lingyao's stupid taunts could be seen in the corners of her eyes and brows.

"I don't!"

Qi Lingyao, who was used to being arrogant, was angered by the attitude of Qi Lingying, who usually just kept silent and let her handle it. She almost didn't think about it, raised her hand and slapped Qi Lingying.

"You're a foxy girl, just like your mother, you can't get on the stage. Are you still trying to reach a higher level? In your dreams, you will be destined to be a concubine!"

Qi Lingyao originally thought that Qian Xue was exhausted from Jing Yu's place, but she didn't expect that Qi Lingying would dare to confront her!

"Did you want to get in touch with Mr. Jinglang, so you showed up shamelessly? Let me tell you, that's impossible. Even if Mr. Jinglang is a little kinder to you today, it's because of me!"

Qi Lingyao seemed to want to slap Qi Lingying again, but Qi Lingying grabbed her wrist.

She struggled in a panic. Qi Lingying let the slap mark be exposed to the air, raised her hand and squeezed Qi Lingyao's arm. Her expression was sarcastic, without any trace of her usual meekness.

"Sister, I'm different from you. No one has cared about me since I was a child. I've done all kinds of menial and tiring work. I'm very strong. You can't beat me."

"Qi Lingying, let me go! Believe it or not, I will ask dad to send you back to the temple again!"

Qi Lingying was not afraid at all. She continued: "Sister, not only can you not beat me, but you can't win Jing Langjun. After all, he seems to have never looked at you, sister..."

After she finished speaking, she let go of Qi Lingyao's hand. Qi Lingyao's angry slap slapped Qi Lingying's face with almost no buffer, causing her to tilt her head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Qi Lingyao was frightened by Qi Lingying's spitting out blood. She looked at her hands and took a step back involuntarily.

Qi Lingying slowly raised her head, smoothed her messy bun, lowered her eyes and saluted, "I just said something indiscriminately, I hope you can forgive me and don't blame me."

Looking at Qi Lingying's red and swollen cheeks, Qi Lingyao really didn't dare to express her anger anymore. She tilted her head and said in a evasive tone, "Since you know your mistake, you should stay in the hospital and be punished. As for your mistake just now, I will not agree with it." Mother said it."

"I know that eldest sister is the most forgiving and kind-hearted."

Qi Lingyao finally took a look at Qi Lingying, and when she saw her bowing her head in a polite manner, most of the anger in her heart was reduced.

She rubbed her numb hands, snorted coldly, and left Qi Lingying's yard with Yingge.

Most of her anger today comes from Qian Xue. Qi Lingying was just affected. Now that she has been beaten and her fault has been acknowledged, she doesn't want to be entangled anymore.

It wasn't until Qi Lingyao and his party left completely that Sizhu quickly stepped forward to check on Qi Lingying's injury. With just one glance, Sizhu's eyes turned red.

There were two slap marks gleaming on her skin as white as snow. The left side of Qi Lingying's face was swollen a whole circle larger than the right side, and there were two small blood stains scratched by her nails.

"This eldest lady is too vicious. Girls care about face the most. What if this leaves a scar?"

Qi Lingying was not in a hurry, "First put a few ice handkerchiefs on it to reduce the swelling, and then boil some eggs to roll around tomorrow morning."

Sizhu quickly poured cold water and soaked the handkerchief, but when she applied it to Qi Lingying, she still couldn't help but feel a sore nose again.

"Okay, if her evil fire doesn't come out, who knows how she will tease me. It's safe for now."

After listening to this, Sizhu was still depressed, so Qi Lingying directly ordered: "You should find a way to communicate with the lady in charge of Kanglefang. If Mr. Jing goes there, please inform me in time."

When Jing Yu finished his work and returned home, it was already late at night. He planned to go back to his room directly, but when he passed by Qian Xue's room, he noticed a dim light in the small room.

He paused, letting Tianxuan go back to rest first, and walked towards Qian Xue's room.

Qian Xue's door is still not repaired, there is a slight crack, and wind gets in from time to time.

Jing Yu, who had just relaxed, couldn't help but feel a little upset when he saw this situation. He didn't go in directly, but leaned against the door and looked through the gap.

Qianxue lowered her head, holding the box that he had previously despised very dearly, and ate something in small bites.

Jing Yu frowned and pushed open the door, startling Qian Xue who was silent in her own world.

"Who didn't give you food tonight? Why are you still eating this?" Jing Yu looked at the preserved fruit that looked like it had been stored for who knows how many days, and was a little angry.

"No one is making things difficult for me, I'm not hungry." Qianxue was holding the box, neither standing nor sitting, and felt a little flustered for a moment.

Jing Yu was already used to her cautious look, so he walked in and sat down next to Qian Xue.

"If you want to eat something, go get it from the kitchenette. Don't eat any more, or you'll spoil your stomach."

Jing Yu said calmly and did not notice Qian Xue's emotional changes. She was just too aggrieved today, but she didn't even have anyone to talk to. She could only hold the things given by her mother in order to get spiritual comfort.

After Jing Yu finished speaking, he saw Qian Xue silently standing aside. He thought for a moment and said, "Do you know how to massage? Come here and rub my shoulders."

Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this and hurriedly walked to Jing Yu to get ready.

Although she is not expert in this art, in order to earn a few more months of money, she learned a few tricks from the doctors in the mansion. Coupled with her own research, even the massage techniques she used in Zhao's courtyard It is also one of the best.

She rubbed her fingers first to warm them up, and then pressed them on Jing Yu's shoulders.

The appropriate strength and the soothing fragrance gradually relaxed Jing Yu's tense nerves in the Fourth Prince's Mansion, and he couldn't help but lean a little closer to Qian Xue.

A warm, genial, soft feeling like a sun-baked quilt.