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

Murong Yanhui did not continue speaking. What happened next was not suitable to be told to Yu Qingli. In fact, after rescuing Qu Linlang, the scholar's family did not let it go. Because they did not know Murong Yanhui's identity, they directly sent servants to snatch her away and even fought with her.

It's a pity that Murong Yanhui didn't take those caterpillar-like characters seriously. He immediately ordered his men to beat them back, and then used a small trick to block the scholar's official career!

Although this incident once again caused him to be questioned by the emperor, who thought he wanted to get involved in politics, he became more reassured in him after learning the whole story. In the emperor's view, he was probably just venting his anger by doing such a thing for a brothel girl.

For a long time afterwards, the emperor did not send anyone to monitor him. This was a blessing in disguise!

Yu Qingli remained silent, but her heart was filled with emotion. It was fate that the elegant and charming Mrs. Qu had such a similar experience to herself. However, Qu Linlang was lucky. At least, she met Murong Yanhui who could save her. At least, her child is still alive and well.

But in my previous life, I was not so lucky!

Perhaps this is just fate!

After a brief silence, Yu Qingli spoke, "Why did the prince tell me about Madam Qu?"

Murong Yan replied sternly, "Today is my birthday, and today, I have made a decision. Lili, I must marry you!"

Before she could say no, Murong Yanhui interrupted her. "You can call me overbearing or shameless, but I'm determined to marry you! That's why I can't bear to let you misunderstand or harbor any grudges. I'm explaining this to you in the hope that you understand that Linlang and I are just simple friends."

Yu Qingli actually understood the matter in her heart. After a brief thought, she said calmly, "Your Highness doesn't need to explain this to me. I've already said it before. I'm destined to disappoint Your Highness in this life!"

Whether it is true love or false love, it will eventually be betrayed. It is better to completely extinguish the flame of love from the beginning. She does not want to owe anyone love because she knows that she can't repay it at all.

Her life had been predetermined long ago, and everything was proceeding at the original pace. The only differences were her choices and her careful steps. She didn't even know whether her efforts could change the tragic past. How could she talk about love when she was like this?

Although, after spending these days together, she can be sure of one thing: compared to those hypocritical hypocrites, this prince who does not play by the rules is actually a good person.

Murong Yanhui seemed not to take Yu Qingli's warning to heart. In his opinion, Yu Qingli's words were just a retreat, and he has never been a person who likes to retreat. These days, he has become more and more clear about his own heart. There has never been a woman who made him so worried, made him so helpless, but wanted to love her deeply!

Murong Yanhui reached out and took Yu Qingli into his arms, "Okay, if that's the case, then Lili, you can let me down as much as you want. At least now, we can enjoy life to the fullest."

Yu Qingli was speechless. Meeting those beautiful peach blossom eyes, her heart was moved. Why? Had she not met him earlier in her past life? Perhaps her life would have been different...

It seems ridiculous when I think about it. If she hadn't experienced so much and knew that one should never judge a person by their appearance, how could she have anything to do with a playboy like Murong Yanhui?

Didn't we miss out on the few interactions we had in our previous life because I hated this person's immorality?

Without a cause, how can there be an effect? Is everything in this world preordained?

Yu Qingli was a little dazed, but didn't want to think too much. Today was the last day, and he would leave here early tomorrow morning. There were still many things waiting for him to deal with in the Yu Mansion, and from now on, she and Murong Yanhui would probably have nothing to do with each other anymore.

She couldn't help feeling a little lost. Perhaps, when this man helped her again and again, she had already regarded him as her friend.

"By the way, Lili, I'm a little curious. What gift did you give Yue'er? The little one is really looking forward to it!"

Yu Qingli suddenly remembered that she had intended to give a gift to Murong Yue, but she missed it because of Qu Linlang's appearance. So she took out the exquisitely crafted small sachet from her side and handed it to Murong Yanhui, "Give it to Murong Yue tomorrow. I guess there's no need for me to deliver it myself."

Murong Yan looked back at the small and exquisite sachet with a hint of envy, "How biased! You gave Yue'er such a good gift, but you didn't prepare one for me too."

Yu Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly and retorted, "Didn't the prince say that Qingli is the best gift? Then isn't Qingli accompanying the prince to watch the stars tonight a gift?"

Murong Yanhui was speechless after being criticized. Was this considered shooting himself in the foot?

Murong Yan happened to meet a sharp-tongued woman. She turned her head to look at her. In the bright starlight, her beautiful face was a little calm, like a quiet water lily in the water, elegant and noble.

Murong Yanhui felt something in his heart and couldn't help but reach out to embrace her, but Yu Qingli avoided him without leaving a trace.

Yu Qingli stood up from the couch slowly. She reached out and straightened her slightly wrinkled skirt. "I've delivered all the gifts to the prince, so it's time for me to leave. Murong Yue will wake up tomorrow. If she doesn't see the gifts, she'll probably make a scene for a few hours."

He actually used Yue'er as an excuse. But, forget it, since he had already fallen in love with this woman, how could he let her go? She thought that from now on, they would go their separate ways, but in his opinion, their relationship had just begun, and there was a long way to go, so he was not in a hurry.

Thinking of this, Murong Yanhui felt relieved and stood up with Yu Qingli, "Let's go, I'll take you there!"

"No need. It's only a few steps from Xiaoyao Hall to Jinse Residence. There's no need to bother Your Highness..."

"Lili, don't be so quick to reject me. The King won't send you off tomorrow. Just be careful along the way. The King might be a little busy these days. If you have anything important to talk to me about, just come directly to the villa."

Murong Yanhui gave detailed instructions, but Yu Qingli felt a little annoyed. Such meticulous care really made her flattered!

The two of them walked in silence all the way, only the scattered starlight accompanied by the hazy moonlight made this short journey seem a little long. The two walked side by side, their shadows sometimes overlapping and sometimes intertwining, just like their lives.

Yu Qingli slept well that night. The next morning, thinking about going back as soon as possible, she got up early. A brand new set of women's clothing was already placed on the bedside table in the room. It was made of extremely high-quality brocade, and the workmanship and embroidery were very delicate and exquisite. It was obvious that it had been newly made at a great cost.

Yu Qingli frowned, "Someone come here!"

Qingjiu's figure soon appeared in front of Yu Qingli, "Miss, what do you want?"

Yu Qingli took the clothes in one hand and asked, "Where is the clothes I wore when I first entered the mansion?"

"It's like this. Our prince thought the clothes were unlucky and burned them a long time ago."

Isn't it unlucky? Yu Qingli thought to herself, that's true. If clothes worn in a coffin can be called mourning clothes, how can it be auspicious?

Seeing that Yu Qingli didn't speak for a long time, Qing Jiu asked cautiously: "But Miss doesn't like this set of clothes. It doesn't matter. The prince ordered people to make several sets yesterday. There are also other colors and styles. I will bring them all for Miss to try on."

Qingjiu walked towards the door while talking, obviously preparing to get clothes. Seeing this, Yu Qingli quickly called him back, "No need, this one is fine."

Then he took the clothes and walked towards the inner room. Seeing this, Qingjiu also left the room consciously. The prince was not at home today, so the task of sending Miss Yu back home fell on him. He always felt that the task was arduous. He hoped that nothing would happen along the way.

Since she didn't bring anything with her, it was easy for her to go back. Yu Qingli packed up a bit and followed Qingjiu out of the house. She was a little surprised that she didn't see Murong Yan come back today. She wanted to ask, but she didn't say it in the end.

I thought he was just making an excuse yesterday, but I didn't expect that he really didn't show up.

A carriage had already been harnessed to the gate of the villa. Unlike ordinary carriages, this carriage was only half-closed, and the upper half was made of hollow carved wooden railings. If it were not for the roof, it would look a bit like a miniature pavilion. However, such a carriage did have one advantage, which was that it was extremely ventilated and breathable, which was very suitable for such a hot summer day.

It was still a middle-aged man, not talkative, with an ordinary appearance. Qing Jiu stepped forward and clasped his fists towards the man, "Uncle Li, as usual today, please send the young lady back to the Yu Mansion safely. Be careful on your journey!"

The man called Uncle Li nodded slightly and stopped talking. He didn't say another word from beginning to end.

However, this was exactly what Yu Qingli wanted. She was naturally quiet and didn't like noise. Moreover, after her rebirth, she was always thinking about how to plan every step, and she wished that every moment could be left for her to plan.

The cool breeze along the way calmed her mood a little. This time when she returned home, she really had to face her prime minister father. He must be very disappointed to see that she did not die.

She couldn't help but feel cold and a little disappointed. No matter what, Yu Zhengsha was her father, although perhaps he had never regarded her as his own daughter.

The carriage moved forward and soon arrived at the gate of Yu Mansion. The vermilion door was closed, making it impossible to see what kind of filth and dirt was inside.

Yu Qingli jumped out of the car nimbly, thanked the driver, and then slowly walked towards the gate.