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

Murong Yan took a few big steps forward, but did not take Murong Yue from Yu Qingli's hands. Instead, he stretched out his arms and tried to hug both of them in his arms.

Yu Qingli saw through his thoughts and took a step back without hesitation. Murong Yanhui's arm missed and his eyes deepened.

How brave! It seems she hasn't realized whose territory this is...

Qing Jiu behind him raised his eyebrows. "Master was rejected by a beauty? That's really...strange."

Murong Yue held Yu Qingli's chubby hands tighter and tighter, her glass-like eyes full of pride, and even a little bit of showing off.

Daddy, Yue'er is more quick and efficient. I like this sister and want her to stay and be my mother.

Don’t be so proud, little brat. It’s up to me, your dad, to decide whether you stay or not.

So should I stay or not?

For now...stay!

A silent conversation flowed between the eyes of the father and son. In just a moment, they understood each other clearly. They were indeed father and son.

"It's getting late, I'll take the child back."

Murong Yanhui looked at Yu Qingli with a half-smile, as if he was oblivious to her words. Yu Qingli frowned. What did this guy want to do?

"Since you're here, why not stay?" Murong Yanhui's tone seemed to be a negotiation, but it was actually an order.

Yu Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly, a cold smile on her lips, "What if I refuse?"

"Reject?!" Murong Yan hugged himself, staring at the woman in front of him calmly, and replied with great pride: "So far, no woman has rejected me."

"Then I'm truly honored!"

As Yu Qingli spoke, she placed Murong Yue on the chair and said, "Little brother, have a good rest."

Murong Yue's chubby little hands held Yu Qingli's arms tightly and he was unwilling to let go. This sister smelled really good, he didn't want to let go so quickly, his clever eyes rolled around, and immediately a plan came to his mind.

"Sister Beauty, Yue'er will give you all the candies. Can you stay today?"

Yu Qingli was stunned. Was this little guy trying to bribe her? Her eyes swept between the uncle and nephew, and a slightly distant smile appeared on her lips. "I'm so sorry, little brother. I'm used to sleeping alone!"

Murong Yue pouted his lips so high that few people ignored his cuteness. This sister was really special. However, he was determined to have her.

Seeing the fighting spirit in the little guy's eyes, Murong Yanhui did not make any expression. He was waiting to see the show!

Qingjiu, who was standing at the door, obviously also saw the expressions of the father and son at this time, and couldn't help but pray secretly, "Beauty, you have been targeted by the young master, so you're on your own."

Yu Qingli turned around without hesitation. Her intuition told her that if she stayed any longer, she would get into unnecessary trouble.

As expected, before she even took a step, she felt an immense heaviness in her legs. She looked down and saw the little Murong Yue hugging Yu Qingli's thighs. "Beautiful sister, you are beautiful and kind-hearted. Why don't you do a good deed every day and stay here to be my mother?"

Yu Qingli didn't say anything, but the word "mother" had already touched her heart. She stared at the little child in front of her, and in a trance she seemed to see her daughter. Her heart couldn't help but ache. The pain was like thousands of fine needles piercing into her bone marrow, reminding her again and again that her daughter was dead.

A pair of dark and bright eyes stared at Yu Qingli's face, as if to engrave every emotion of hers into his eyes. Why was she so sad?

Yu Qingli was shrouded in deep pain and despair. She seemed to have returned to the day when she separated from her daughter, a baby not even a year old. How could she have known that this separation would last a lifetime?

"If you don't say anything, you should agree. Yue'er, it's getting late. Let's go to bed!"

A large hand wrapped around Yu Qingli's waist, and before she could come to her senses, she had fallen into a warm embrace. How could this man be so frivolous? She didn't even have time to say no.

Facing Murong Yanhui's dark eyes, which seemed to be able to see through her pain, Yu Qingli shrank back and tried to leave his arms.

How could he let go of such a beautiful girl in his arms? He gave the little girl a random look, and before Yu Qingli could retreat, Murong Yue used her small body to hug her tightly.

"Mother, can you stay and accompany Yue'er?"

Yu Qingli's heart was shocked, and the word "mother" almost made her cry. If her daughter were alive, she would probably be more caring than this child. Unfortunately, she didn't even have time to help her choose a name.

Murong Yue looked at Yu Qingli with her innocent eyes, sparkling with hope. The words of rejection came to her lips, but she couldn't even utter a word. How could she refuse this heart-breaking child? But what was the purpose of the King of Yan following her?

When he came to his senses, the three of them had already arrived at the inner hall. Murong Yan swept his sleeves and the door of the hall closed with a "clang". Qingjiu, who was standing outside the door, looked up at the sky. It seemed that it was not even time for dinner yet. The master... might be a little too anxious.

Only when her body fell onto the soft bed did Yu Qingli finally wake up. Was it too late to escape now?

Looking around, I found that there were not too many complicated decorations in the center, but each one was noble and elegant. There were only simple calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and the handwriting on them was vigorous and powerful. Even the carved glass vase placed on the wall did not look ordinary. It was so simple and restrained, how could it look like the residence of a dandy?

"Are you still satisfied?"

A warm breath came straight towards her. Yu Qingli raised her eyes and fell into a pair of obsidian-like gazes, which were three parts frivolous, three parts playful, and three parts ruffian.

Yu Qingli narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. A playboy is a playboy. Judging from his expression, he must be hoping for some praise. Perhaps he must have invited an expert to help set up this Jinse Bureau. But when you're under someone's roof, what's wrong with praising them?

“Taste, okay!”

"Thank you for the compliment!" Murong Yanhui smiled brightly, like a child who had stolen honey, and one of his big hands had already wrapped around Yu Qingli's hair in an unruly manner. The touch was so smooth, and he seemed to have fallen in love with this head of black hair.

Yu Qingli widened her eyes. Did this scoundrel realize that there was a child here?

"Your Highness, Prince Yan, please respect yourself!"

Murong Yanhui raised her eyebrows slightly, but turned her head to look at the little thing that Yu Qingli was holding tightly to her side, "Yue'er, what's coming next is not suitable for children. Look, your mother told you to leave."

Murong Yue pouted her chubby little mouth and buried her little head directly in Yu Qingli's chest. He didn't want to be driven away after using her. This mother was discovered by Yue'er, and Daddy can't take her away.

He stretched out his big hand, grabbed Murong Yue by the collar, and said in a deep voice to the outside of the door: "Qingjiu! Go ahead!"

The door to the inner hall opened and closed. Before Qingjiu could even stand still, a small ball of flesh flew out with a "whoosh". Even though he was physically strong, he was still knocked back several steps by the force. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. This was the young master. If he couldn't catch it, it would be a matter of life and death! The master was really becoming more and more... inhumane.

"Take Yue'er to eat some candy, don't get in the way of me... doing my business."

Qingjiu clutched the little ball of flesh tightly and couldn't help rolling his eyes. What else could you, old man, be doing? It's nothing more than flirting with a beautiful woman.

Murong Yue slipped out of Qingjiu's hand and took a few steps towards the door seemingly angrily. Damn her stinky daddy, he threw her out like a ball again, just to see if he would reveal her identity. But when she saw Qingjiu's face that looked like he was enjoying the show, she stopped in her tracks, her eyes turned, and she decided to forget it and wait for her daddy to deal with her mother first.

"Uncle Qingjiu, let's go! Let's go eat candy!"

Qing Jiu was distracted. What was the young master planning? Wasn't he just about to ruin his father's plans? And now, in the blink of an eye, it seemed like he'd completely forgotten about it. It seemed like this young master... wasn't very smart.

Murong Yue paused, turned around, and frowned, "Idiot Qingjiu, why don't you leave? Are you waiting to be criticized?"

Qingjiu then took a reluctant look at Jinse in the center, and happily followed Murong Yue away. After serving his master, there was also a little master.

In the inner hall, the two of them stared at each other. Yu Qingli was a little frightened. After all, he was not the child's father. He just threw the child out like a piece of trash. If something went wrong, wouldn't it be...

Yu Qingli couldn't even imagine it. She looked at Murong Yanhui with anger in her eyes, "How could you..."

"How is it?" Murong Yanhui approached Yu Qingli rather brazenly, their noses almost touching, his large hands tightly clasping her shoulders. He couldn't help but frown. "You're too thin!" She should take better care of herself in the future.

Yu Qingli didn't say anything, but Murong Yanhui already understood what she meant and raised her eyebrows. "If Qingjiu couldn't even do such a small thing, he wouldn't have followed me all these years."

She finally felt at ease, and the child finally called her "mother".

"You are the first one who dares to lose focus in front of this king!"

The gentle tone carried a hint of danger, and in an instant, the tall body was pressing down on her. Yu Qingli had never thought that she could escape from Murong Yanhui's hands. She also knew that it was absolutely impossible. This famous dandy prince might have already regarded her as one of his thousands of beautiful women. After all, she owed him a favor.

"It's truly an honor!" Yu Qingli's eyes turned slightly, but she showed no sign of resistance. "Your Highness Prince Yan, how about we make a deal?"

"trade?"

Murong Yanhui paused playing with her hair, then smiled brightly, "Alright, I like to trade, but... let's settle the last bill first. I will never default on payments..."

The voice disappeared in the next action, Murong Yanhui's lips brushed against Yu Qingli's lips, just for a moment, but it made both of them excited, the taste was really good!

A "gurgle" sound rang out abruptly. Murong Yanhui stopped moving, took two steps back, looked at the slightly embarrassed Yu Qingli with a half-smile, and then laughed out loud.

"It seems that before feeding me, I should feed you first."

With his big hands around Yu Qingli's slender waist, Murong Yanhui lifted her up from the bed. Yu Qingli did not refuse. She did not mind if someone volunteered to be the driver. However, she was a little concerned about the kiss that could not be called a kiss. After a while, she said, "We're even now!"