She felt a little sour in her heart. She lowered her head to wring her fingers and saw the dusty mud footprints on her body.

Her outfit today was specially dressed up by Grandma Li, but standing in front of Qi Lingying, who was dressed in plain clothes, she still pales in comparison.

The eldest lady's insult to her, that a pheasant with phoenix feathers is still a pheasant, now seems somewhat true.

"Qianxue? Qianxue? Why don't you answer?" Qianxue was suddenly brought back to consciousness by Jing Yu's voice.

She hurriedly saluted in a panic, "What are your orders, Master?"

Jing Yu frowned and was about to say something, but Qi Lingying beat him to it.

"Miss Qian, why are you standing so far away? Come sit down and chat with us."

"How can a slave share the same table with his master?" Qianxue declined quickly.

Jing Yu waved his hand, "Then you shouldn't stand so far away from me."

Qian Xue hurriedly stood back behind Jing Yu. Qi Lingying turned her head and said, "Thank you so much, Miss Qian, for rubbing my feet today. I know a good rouge shop. Let's go and have a look someday, okay?"

Qian Xue wanted to refuse, but after looking at Jing Yu, she agreed.

Tianxuan also brought the doctor over. After some diagnosis and treatment, the results were similar to what Qianxue said, and there was nothing serious.

Qianxue also breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was annoyed that Jing Yu didn't believe her before, she was also really afraid that Qi Lingying would be seriously injured.

Seeing that everything was fine, Jing Yu stood up and sent Qi Lingying out. He walked a few steps and turned back to Qian Xue and said, "I'll see her off. You go back first."

The temperature had dropped now, and there might be ice in some places. He was afraid that Qianxue would twist her feet if she followed him out.

Qianxue just nodded dullly, thinking that the young master might think she was redundant.

She watched the perfectly matched pair in front of her leave, and kept reminding herself to abide by her duty as a slave.

These days, she has become more and more dependent on Jing Yu, and even uncontrollably speculates on his words and deeds, trying to understand Jing Yu's thoughts.

However, Jing Yu's words and actions from time to time were cruel reminders of the gap in their identities, causing her newly budding heartbeat to be cruelly suppressed deep in her heart.

Jing Yu felt Qian Xue's gaze and turned around involuntarily. The thin and lonely figure saluted him and then turned away.

His heart shrank, and he suddenly felt that he should let her follow.

"The road is slippery at night, just send Master Jing here, and let Brother Tianxuan take me out the rest of the way."

Qi Lingying noticed Jing Yu's change and naturally started to persuade her. Her face was buried in her fluffy scarf, only her eyes showing a gentle smile.

"She knows the Jing family better than you. Nothing will happen to her." Jing Yu turned around and continued to lead Qi Lingying out.

But he was thinking that these days, everyone in the house should know how much he valued Qianxue, and there would be no chance of anyone committing such a crime to Yu Hai without risking his life.

He and Qi Lingying walked side by side, occasionally chatting with each other when they saw something. Qi Lingying's eyes followed the pace and inadvertently glanced at the jade pendant hanging on Jing Yu's waist.

She raised her brows, her lips buried in her scarf sarcastically, but her eyes became softer.

"The matter of discussing marriage has been very troublesome to Mr. Jing these days."

The cold wind in winter made the branches tremble, but Qi Lingying's voice carried a calm and soft power.

She could feel that Jing Yu's mind was already a little far away, so she simply found a conversation to confirm some private matters.

Jing Yu's attention was drawn back by Qi Lingying's voice, and he replied in a calm tone: "The marriage is between you and me, so I should be more considerate."

Qi Lingying's fingers gently tugged on Jing Yu's sleeve. "Nothing is as it should be. With my status, I can't get such a big face, no matter the dowry or betrothal gift."

Jing Yu looked along her hand and saw only a small, palm-sized face buried in a scarf, and a pair of eyes glistening with tears.

"I am able to achieve today's glory thanks to the help of Mr. Yu. Therefore...if you need it in the future, I am willing to give you all my power and help you with all my strength."

The word Yulang passed between her lips and teeth very lightly, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks, but in the end it fell on Lord Jing.

If there is a seemingly non-existent ambiguity, a very measured temptation, and an imperceptible pull.

Jing Yu raised his eyebrows, with a hint of boyish unruliness in his expression, "Since you are so ambitious, you shouldn't say such things."

Qi Lingying's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was rarely a crack in the usually calm mask.

"Money and silk help power, and it is the same for you and me. I am in the front court, and you are in charge of the backyard, and you have money in your hands."

Jing Yu stopped looking at Qi Lingying and stepped forward again, "I never take back what I give without reason."

Jing Yu seemed to realize that Qi Lingying had not followed, so he stopped and looked at him, his eyes full of arrogance and disdain.

"Only the most useless men would plan on getting their wives' dowry money."

This was Jing Yu's provocation and challenge to Jing Xiang's shameless behavior.

Qi Lingying followed Jing Yu's words and broke into a soft smile, which was the quietly blooming wild lily on a quiet winter night.

She let Sizhu help her move forward. When Jing Yu saw this, he turned around and walked forward, but felt someone pulled his sleeve.

He turned around in confusion, and Qi Lingyingqing Lingling's voice rang out, "I hope you will come with me, sir."

She quickly let go and stepped forward with all her strength, wanting to walk side by side with Jing Yu.

Jing Yu saw that she didn't look relaxed, so he no longer kept walking forward with his head buried. Instead, he paid careful attention to her pace and slowed down his pace.

They walked slowly in the snowy night, but they always walked in step, side by side.

Qi Lingying got on the carriage returning to Qi Mansion, silently staring at the mandarin duck jade pendant around her waist.

Can three mandarin ducks really work together?

Her fingers caressed it unconsciously, asking over and over again in her mind, but in the end she just sighed.

Regarding Jing Yu, she seemed to be shaken for a brief moment.

After returning to the yard, Qianxue was not in a hurry to go back to her room to rest. Instead, she went to find Aunt Li, looking for some work to do.

She buried her head in arranging the threads in her hands, feeling a little depressed involuntarily. Grandma Li felt a little strange when she saw this.

"But you were embarrassed in the front hall just now?"

Grandma Li thought about it and felt something was wrong. The young master was also with Qianxue and would not let her be bullied.

Qian Xue wanted to tell Qi Lingying about the two sides, but after thinking about it, she shook her head and shut her mouth.

"Miss Qi Liu, she doesn't look like a difficult person to deal with." Grandma Li said after careful consideration, "The young master has always had a good eye for people."

Seeing that Nanny Li had a good impression of Qi Lingying, Qianxue swallowed her words completely. She had already suffered a loss from Jing Yu before, so she would not humiliate herself again this time.

She shook her head and continued to work.


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