spoiled to death

Qiuji nodded reminiscently: "Yes, miss."

In fact, she was still worried about Han Kui, but for some reason, the nearly one year of getting along with Han Kui was not as good as the two days with Yu Wenjing.

She thought that even if Yuwenjing didn't ask her to make a choice, she would leave Han Kui in order to fulfill Yuwenjing's possessive desire.

I should just be Qiuji, and I should no longer be in touch with the past.

In the end, Yu Wenjing took Qiuji to eat the shrimp dumplings. The dumplings were still hot and very fresh. Yu Wenjing blinked at the steaming dumplings, and then asked Qiuji to eat first. She didn't feel it was hot after eating it, so she smiled and took the bitten Xiaolongbao and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Miss." Qiuji blushed as she watched Yu Wenjing swallow the half-eaten steamed bun.

"Why are you standing still? I'm afraid of being burned. What if you don't try to burn me first?"

Yu Wenjing said indifferently, her voice was sweet and attractive, which made Qiu Ji feel even more blush.

The two finished eating a basket of steamed buns like this. At first, Qiu Ji was a little bit at a loss, so he just took a small bite of the skin of the steamed stuffed bun and handed it to Yu Wenjing, fearing that the juice would flow out.

But Yu Wenjing's pure and delicate face completely relaxed her. After eating, when she was feeding Yu Wenjing, she deliberately retracted her hand, which made Yu Wenjing bite empty.

"Haha." Seeing Yu Wenjing's dazed expression, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

Yu Wenjing was not ashamed, but just smiled reproachfully: "If you bully me like this, I won't give you dinner later."

"It's okay, I didn't eat dinner often before, I can bear it." Qiuji shook his head, and held the buns further away.

"Hmm." Yu Wenjing picked up the last bun and took a bite, "Then I won't give you breakfast tomorrow."

She bit it so hard that the warm juice splashed all over Qiuji's face.

"Haha." Yu Wenjing smiled at first, the laughter was exactly the same as when Qiuji laughed just now, then she immediately took her handkerchief and wiped off the juice on Qiuji's face very carefully, "I'm so sorry, I I didn't notice it just now."

Yu Wenjing's wiping movements are very gentle, as if she is treating her most cherished treasure. Her movements are gentle, and Qiuji's face is very close, so that Qiuji can almost see her slender and distinct eyelashes blinking, It seemed to be swept over his own face.

She could feel her heart beating violently suddenly, and even her breathing was very careful and tight, as if it was going to jump out of her throat in the next second.

Yu Wenjing slowly wiped Qiuji's face, and then she saw the expression on Qiuji's face.

She has seen this expression on too many people's faces. This expression is too common and too fearful for her, which made her stop all movements for a moment.

Is it, the process is too fast?she thought.

Then she slowly sat back to her original position and threw the handkerchief on the ground.

Qiu Ji looked at the handkerchief that fell on the ground, and for some reason, her heart felt chilly as if she fell to the ground at the same time.

"...Miss." She spoke with difficulty.

However, Yu Wenjing's expression had completely cooled down: "Are you full? Let's go back."

She didn't even look at Qiuji after she finished speaking, she just paid the money and got on the sedan chair.

Qiuji stood outside blankly, wondering if she should go up with Yuwenjing.

Yu Wenjing sat in the sedan chair, calmed down his mood, then showed the same smile as before, opened the curtain and said, "Come up, Qiuji."

Qiuji responded, and quietly picked up the handkerchief.

……

Royal Palace.

Li Miao held a bamboo slip in his hand, with only a few lines of writing on it.

"Not enough, let people find it again."

The guard kneeling at the bottom said with a bitter face: "This is really all. That girl's life is very lacklustre, and we can only know a little information about her family before its downfall. Later, the neighbors in the neighborhood gave the information. That's all there is to it."

"This person's parents were really beheaded by the emperor's order?" Li Miao looked at those words and felt chills in her heart.

"Yes."

Li Miao gritted her teeth and smiled: "This person's origin is unknown, and he must have enmity with the emperor. I must find out who this person is. How could Jing'er suddenly be interested in her."

The guard immediately withdrew.

Yuwen Nianrong, who was sitting next to him, looked at Li Miao's distraught face, narrowed his slender eyes, and said sarcastically, "Miao'er, I've told you many times, you must control your emotions, don't show them, don't let others know What are you thinking, why can't you control yourself all the time?"

Li Miao turned her head, still unable to hide the anger on her face: "That woman has a problem with her background. How could a normal person be willing to enter the palace after her house was confiscated? She must be using Jing'er!"

"So what if it is used? As long as Jing'er is willing, you are not qualified to intervene. She has grown up and can be responsible for her own future. You don't need to do this secretly." Yuwen Nianrong put down the book in his hand. Art of War, looking directly at Li Miao, "Miao'er, you should have learned to let go."

Li Miao was completely unwilling to listen to her mother's words: "Mother! That Qiuji will die in the future anyway. What's the difference between dying early and dying later? She may hurt Jing'er. I will kill her in advance now to avoid future troubles." ?"

"No, even if she will die in the end, she can only die at Jing'er's own hands. She can only do it herself. You can't do it for me."

"Then what if there is something really wrong with that autumn thorn? It will be too late!"

"Then you just wait for her to find out by herself, and she will know who really betrayed her by herself, so she won't blame you in the end." Yuwen Nianrong lowered his eyes, "So, don't do something now She may not need any self-righteous things now, and she will naturally do it herself when she needs it."

Li Miao was still frozen in the distance: "So?"

"So you just wait and see what happens, or she will hate you."

"What about Jing'er's safety?"

"Oh." Yuwen Nianrong sneered, and her slender and luxurious eyebrows looked even more indifferent, "That Qiuji must not know the existence of Yuehua, and that Jing'er is secretly protected by experts... After all, building trust requires a process. I don't think their current relationship can build a good trust."

Li Miao stood there, and after a while, she said hoarsely: "...Mother, you said that you would never use Jing'er, is it true?"

Yuwen Nianrong finally raised her head. She looked at the daughter in front of her who was [-]% similar to herself. She didn't have the slightest expression on her face, and she didn't answer her question. Instead, she asked: "What about you? You said you would never fall in love with Jing Son, is it true?"

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