After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

He smiled evilly, "Are you scared?"

"No, the prince hasn't said what it is yet. What should I be afraid of?" Yu Qingli straightened her back and looked at him.

"The king likes your intelligence very much! It just so happens that there is a horse neighing worker in this villa, you can go there." The clear voice floated in the pavilion, with a faint smile like the spring breeze.

Yu Qingli opened her eyes and looked at him, but nodded in agreement in an instant.

But I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart... Washing the horse and feeding the horse, this is good.

"I'll take my leave." She knelt, bowed, and took her leave. When she reached the outside of the pavilion, Mei Hong immediately followed, accompanying her master.

Murong Yan watched her slender figure slowly disappear into the distance... He didn't look away until she disappeared from his sight. His long and narrow eyes, with pupils like a pool of shimmering water, were filled with the determination to conquer everything!

Qingjiu thought: Miss Yu is done for, she has met a wolf.

"Qingjiu..." The low voice was slightly sharp. When Qingjiu heard it, he knew it was over. He was finished now.

He immediately followed, smiling flatteringly, "Master, what are your instructions?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Qingjiu's body tensed up, "My Lord, I didn't think of anything, nothing at all!"

"Oh, don't be afraid. I won't eat you. Let me put it this way... If you ever look at my beauty with that kind of sympathetic gaze again, I will turn you into a green plum!"

Qingmei... Qingmei, a little deeper: just behead him. The prince is really cultured, even when he wants to kill him, he is so literary.

Qingjiu understood, "Master, I will never watch it again, never again!"

"Well, remember...that girl is pretty, so you can just look at her from now on."

The master and the servant each get one, how fair!

Qingjiu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He didn't have the prince's thoughts. "Yes, I will only look at her from now on!" He agreed first.

"Hmm... why are those bastards here again? Get them out!" Murong Yan said indifferently without even looking up. It was as if he had eyes, and nothing that happened in any direction escaped his gaze!

Qingjiu responded quickly.

At that moment, a servant came over, leading a little boy of about three or four years old. The boy was delicate and adorable. His round eyes looked around until he saw the man in the pavilion. His eyes lit up and he ran over on his short legs.

"Dad... Dad..." The little boy was so happy that he shouted happily.

Murong Yanhui also saw him, and a doting smile appeared on her cheeks. She squatted on the ground, opened her arms, and waited for the child to join in.

"Dad, Yue'er misses you so much." The little boy rushed over, hugged him and kissed him on the face.

"Bad son, take your mouth away. How can you kiss this face? That's for beauties." Murong Yanhui looked at him with a smile. Even though she said so, she did not stop the child from kissing her. She picked him up with one arm and walked towards the inner room.

Qingjiu also laughed, and followed Murong Yanhui, winking and teasing the young master.

Murong Yue was amused and laughed. The child didn't know how to express his emotions. He laughed and slapped Murong Yanhui's face, "Hahaha... Uncle Nine is so ugly, so ugly..."

Qingjiu glared at him, little brat.

Murong Yanhui grabbed his hand and said, "Little thing, you're going to hit me after kissing me?"

The only one in the world who dares to slap Murong Yanhui in the face is probably his son!

************

Horses were no stranger to Yu Qingli. In her previous life, she had followed Murong Feng and experienced a period of wandering, living on horses day and night. She was very familiar with them.

Of course, the fine horses here really opened her eyes! It seems that Murong Yanhui... is indeed a horse lover.

The red horse was called Bloody. The color on its body was just like blood, stunning and dazzling! Yu Qingli fell in love with it at first sight.

"Miss...how can you do these things..." Bathing the horses, emptying their excrement and feces, and feeding them are clearly jobs for servants.

"It's okay. I don't like owing anyone anything, especially someone as high and mighty as the King of Yan. After I pay it back, we will have nothing to do with each other. Isn't that great?" Yu Qingli wrung out a handful of warm water and slowly wiped Xuese's whole body. Xuese seemed to be used to being served, very docile, and seemed to know how to enjoy himself.

"Yes! Miss is right!" Mei Hong nodded solemnly!

"Meihong, I might not be able to leave in the next few days." Murong Yan wondered if she would let her go right now, and she didn't want to leave. She had to think carefully about her next plan in the next few days... Calculating the time in her previous life, Murong Feng should be able to find her soon in the next few days.

"Go out and find out what my father is doing, and about Jiang Bai." My father must have noticed his official seal was missing by now and must be terribly worried. Jiang Bai? Like master, like servant. Jiang Bai must know a lot.

"Yes!" Mei Hong's eyebrows turned, and she immediately understood what the young lady meant, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Yu Qingli actually had another meaning... Murong Feng was coming, so she sent Mei Hong away to avoid the two of them meeting. Now there was no one around her who she could trust. At least before Mei Hong fell in love with Murong Feng, she was trustworthy and loyal!

into the night.

The villa finally returned to peace...

The lights were scattered and the shadows were flickering. The lights in the corridor were as small as beans. The long row of lights seemed to be covered with a layer of scarlet gauze, and everything looked hazy and beautiful.

She had been tending to the horses all afternoon, and she was quite exhausted. After all, she had never done this before in her life.

When she was about to reach the door of the room, she was stunned...

A little boy looked at her with a smile on his face, a piece of candy in his mouth, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

The child is very good-looking, with bright black eyes and skin so smooth that water can be squeezed out of it. He is wearing a short yellow robe, with his chubby little hands folded in front of his chest, looking like a little adult.

Child... When Yu Qingli saw the child, she suddenly thought of her daughter who was executed in her previous life. Her heart ached and felt sour.

She squatted down, her eyes level with the child's, "Are you waiting for me?"

"Yes, Yue'er is waiting for her sister," Murong Yue said sweetly. In the afternoon, he heard from the servants that a stunning beauty had come to the village, and his father had been running to her all day. He had found out where the beautiful woman lived and had come several times before finally waiting for her that night.

It’s all his stinky dad’s fault. Why did he build such a big villa for no reason?

His calves are so tired!

"What are you waiting for me for?" Yu Qingli laughed.

"They say a fairy has come to the village, and Yue'er wants to come and see her. Sister, you are so beautiful!" The little boy's childish voice made Yu Qingli laugh. She laughed, not because the boy praised her beauty, but because she wanted to laugh from the bottom of her heart.

"Your name is Yue'er? You're so sweet. It's so late, where's your father? What does he do in the village? I'll take you to find him."

Murong Yue wanted to say no, but then he changed his mind. He was a mischievous man with a lot of ideas.

"Okay. They live in Jinseju."

Yu Qingli raised her eyebrows. Isn’t Jinseju where Murong Yan lives?

"What's your father's name?"

"I won't tell you, sister. If you take me there, you'll know. Anyway, my father is a good man."

In a child's heart, no matter what their parents are like, they're all good. Children are, after all, children. For example, when she was little, no matter how strict and harsh Yu Zhengsha was with her, she always thought her father was the best father in the world.

I picked up the little boy and was surprised by his weight. It seemed his parents had taken good care of him, so he was not heavy at all.

"Sister, can't you hold me?"

"Well, a little bit!" Yu Qingli smiled back.

No, Murong Yue was afraid that she would abandon him, so he hugged Yu Qingli's neck tightly and refused to let go.

"Then I won't eat candy, and I'll definitely feel better." After saying that, he spit out the candy and looked at her innocently.

Murong Yue felt soft inside, with an indescribable feeling. The little boy's chubby little hand rested on the back of her neck, his short fingers tightly holding her, as if he was afraid she would let go.

The child, the daughter, her daughter… The feeling of holding her must be better than this!

She would nestle in her arms, sweetly calling her mother, sweetly calling her father...

Dad... this name jumped into her mind, and her body suddenly tensed up!

Murong Feng! A name hidden in her heart. Every time she thought of it, her heart would ache violently!

"Sister, you hurt me..." Murong Yue covered her butt, looking pitiful.

Yu Qingli came back to her senses and saw Murong Yue's pitiful eyes. She quickly let go and said, "I'm sorry, sister didn't mean it. Does it hurt?" The child's flesh is the thinnest and can't withstand being pinched like this.

"Sister, if you rub it for me, it won't hurt."

"..."

By this time they had already arrived at Jinseju, and Qingjiu heard these words from afar.

The tiger body couldn't help but tremble!

I really inherited my father's true skills and learned so quickly!

"What's wrong? Yue'er is back?" Murong Yanhui raised her head slightly from the desk and said lightly.

"Yes!"

"Bring him in here! Who let him run around?" His tone was sharp and helpless.

Qing Jiu asked tentatively, "Master, it seems that the young master is not the only one back..."

"Who else?"

Qing Jiu stretched his neck and whispered, "Beauty..."

In an instant, the pair of black eyes under the lamp became deep, and his lips curled up into a playful smile.

Delivered to your door...

Get up and go greet the beauty!

When he walked to Qingjiu's side, he suddenly remembered something and said in a deep voice: "You called me beauty too? If I hear you say that again, I will fry your tongue!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I won't dare to do it again next time." Qingjiu was so scared that he quickly replied, with cold sweat on his forehead. Why did his master have such a weird temper? He used to call the girls on his master's body like this... Because the master changed people so quickly, he couldn't remember their names at all. Why couldn't he remember them this time?

We have arrived at Jinseju.

Murong Yue spotted a tall and straight figure walking out, and she shouted at the top of her voice, "Uncle, I'm here, Yue'er is here..."

Yu Qingli immediately understood that he was Murong Yanhui's nephew.

Murong Yanhui was surprised. This little brat didn't call him dad, but uncle?

It seems that my skin is itchy and it’s time to get a pump!

But in an instant, he thought of something...

A bright smile flashed across his eyes, son, well done!