Chapter 239

"Hmph, it's her fate..." Gu Yue Ziyi cursed unwillingly.

"Go down..." Gu Yue Qingran said coldly to the guard kneeling in front of her.

"Yes, son..."

"Brother, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back later." Gu Yue Ziyi felt that someone should share this news with her to be happy.

"Go..." Gu Yue Qingran stood up, looked at Gu Yue's purple clothes for a while, then turned and went back to the room.

As far as he is concerned, he is not interested in even bigger things happening in the Yun family...

Mengyun Pavilion.

A zither sound as clear as running water suddenly stopped.

"What did you say? The second lady of the Yun family and the second son Yun Qitian were assassinated? Is the news true?" Tian Qinyin stopped playing with her slender fingers and looked at the attendant kneeling in front of her.

"It's absolutely true, now the two of them are seriously injured..." the attendant said flatteringly.

"It seems that this family ranking competition is the last again..." A smile appeared on Tian Qinyin's incomparably handsome face, that smile was very clean, as clear as spring water.

"Hehe, the young master is right..." The attendant also laughed.

Yanyu Pavilion

Dongfangyue was sitting in the gazebo in the backyard of Yanyu Pavilion, shaking a golden paper fan, looking at the pomegranate petals that had been knocked down by the wind and rain, with a sad look in Peach Blossom's eyes.

I sigh in my heart, the wind and rain are ruthless...

And beside him, stood four beautiful maidservants, and those four beautiful maidservants looked at the peerless and seductively beautiful man in front of them with a twinkle in their eyes.

I wish I could be a pomegranate flower knocked down by the wind, so that the handsome man in front of me would take pity on them.

Suddenly, a person flashed in front of Dongfang Yue unknowingly, and spoke in detail into Dongfang Yue's ear.

The four beautiful maidservants were startled at first, but immediately showed strong jealousy in their eyes, wishing to poke the man who suddenly appeared in front of them to death with their eyes!
"Interesting, it's really interesting..." Dongfang Yue gracefully shook the paper fan, a playful light flashed in Taohua's eyes.

He didn't expect to hear such interesting news at such a late hour. It seems that the Yun family is going to be in chaos this time... Even if there is no chaos, they will be ranked last in this family ranking competition.

At that time, the Yun family will really decline...

But hearing this news, everyone would feel better, but that Miss Yuner, he was a little curious!
"The four of them, I've rewarded you... A night of spring festival is worth a thousand gold, don't miss it!" Suddenly, Dongfangyue stood up, closed the gold-sprinkled paper fan in her hand, and pointed to the four beautiful maidservants in the gazebo, With a smile on his face, he patted his subordinates with a fan.

With a flash, he gracefully disappeared in front of everyone.

And the four beautiful maidservants and the man in the gazebo digested the meaning of Dongfang Yue's words in a daze...

Shuiyao Pavilion.

Zhuge Suan stood on the book table, holding a Zihao pen, and drew on the rice paper with all his concentration. After a while, a woman with a beautiful face jumped onto the paper.

The woman's charm was quickly outlined, as if she had come to life, and people couldn't help but marvel...

If Yun Ruyan was here, she would definitely recognize the woman in the painting as her...

"My lord..." Suddenly, a figure knelt down in front of Zhuge Suan.

The appearance of this person made Zhuge Suan slightly frowned. Because of a slight mistake, a little ink was stained on the painting, which made him extremely displeased...

The sleeve waved vigorously at the man kneeling on the ground, and a sharp profound energy rushed out, directly towards the man's chest.

"Plop..." The man spat out a mouthful of blood, and he flew out backwards.

Zhuge even didn't even look at the man, but just used the tip of the Zihao pen to stain the bright red blood on the ground, and lightly stained the drop of ink a few times, only to see the woman in the painting holding a light red flower. The ink flowers seem to add a bit of liveliness and aura...

Gently sketching the last stroke, Zhuge Suan took back his Zihao brush, with a satisfied look in his eyes.

After taking a deep look at the person in the painting, an imperceptible smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and then he turned to face his subordinates who were kneeling on the ground in panic.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Zhuge Suan said calmly.

"My son, the second young lady of the Yun family and the second son Yun Qitian were assassinated and seriously injured..."

"Oh..." Zhuge Suan put his hands behind his back, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect to hear such good news...

The Yun Family is about to blow...

"What else?" Zhuge Suan then asked.

"there is none left……"

"Okay then, go down and recuperate..." Zhuge said lightly, thinking about which family would do it...

"Yes, son..."

An ordinary and simple courtyard in the Yun family.

Yun Mobei drank tea and heard the news reported by Yun Zhixi, his face darkened a little, but then returned to normal.

It looked so peaceful like that, it was a bit scary to be peaceful...

Yun Zhixi, who was standing by the side, was obviously a little surprised by the behavior of the ancestor at this time. If it were the past, the ancestor would definitely be furious...

But he still noticed very subtly that Yun Mobei's hand holding the teacup was trembling slightly.

That proves that the ancestor was still furious in his heart, but he suppressed it by force.

"Is that girl Lan'er detoxified?" Yun Mobei asked with a flash of concern as he looked at Yun Zhixi.

"It's all right..." Yun Zhixi replied.

"It's good that it's fine. Where's Qitian, how is his injury?" Yun Mobei asked further.

"It looks like the injury is a bit serious. According to Zhixi's estimate, it will take about half a month of rest to recover..." Yun Zhixi lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then expressed his feelings.

"Really? Then who do you think can replace Xi?" Yun Mobei took a sip of tea, a pair of eyes that were not angry but powerful flashed a sharp light, and asked calmly.

"I don't know about this pity..." Yun Zhixi looked at Yun Mobei and replied.

To him, there are not many people in the Yun family who can catch his eyes, they are all a group of trash who are too weak, even if Yun Qitian is injured, he is better than that group of trash.

Yun Mobei took a deep look at Yun Zhixi: "If Qitian is unable to participate in the competition due to injury, Zhixi, you are in the top position of Qitian..."

Yun Zhixi was slightly taken aback, he did not expect that his ancestor would arrange for him to participate in the family ranking competition.

"The two of them were injured this time. Many people hoped that the two of them would be able to qualify for the spot. Girl Lan was just poisoned, and now most of the poison has been cured. I believe there is no problem in participating in the competition. The problem now lies with Qitian. , this family ranking competition is too important for the Yun family, this time the Yun family must not be ranked last again... Unfortunately, after a while when the elders of the clan come over, I will announce that you and Lan Regarding the girl's engagement, I believe that with this relationship, no one in the clan will object..." Yun Mobei knew that he was confused, and explained.

He knew in his heart that when the news spread, the Yun family would be in turmoil again. He didn't know if it was done by other aristocratic families, the Ye clan, or his own family members. What can be done is that the Yun family cannot be in chaos, and the hearts of the people cannot be in chaos...

"Yes, ancestor, Zhixi will definitely live up to the expectations of the ancestor..." Yun Zhixi said with a solemn expression when he heard this.

(End of this chapter)

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