Unforgettable Emperor’s Favor

Just now through the curtain, Murong Yan didn't pay attention, and only now did he smell the incense in the pavilion.

Murong Yan frowned, and took two steps back calmly.

His mental state is unstable, and he is bloodthirsty out of control, so he never comes into contact with irritating things, and he is even more cautious about spices, which are the easiest things to manipulate. Murong Yan didn't expect that Yu Qingya actually lit incense. Yu Qingya should really be thankful that the spices she used in order to assist the charm technique were calming, otherwise, things would be in trouble now.

Murong Yan took two steps back and stood at the vent, the scent that was faintly present at the tip of her nose finally dissipated. It was only then that he noticed that Yu Qingya's state didn't seem right.

The pupils of her eyes are dilated, her eyes are blurred, and her tone is also light and airy. With the scent that calms the nerves and helps sleep at the moment, Murong Yan can easily guess what she is doing.

Murong Yan was unmoved, even a little ridiculous. Yu Qingya actually felt that such a poor suggestion method could control his mind? Once in the imperial palace, Murong Yan saw concubines praying to gods and worshiping Buddha, lighting ecstasy incense, and using witchcraft in order to compete for favor. He also saw witch doctors play tricks, claiming to be able to psychic the dead and let the living see the past. But all of these spellcasting targets are people who have no independent opinions and believe what others say. Only such people are easy to be hinted at. And Murong Yan doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, and is extremely vigilant and aggressive, so using the enchantment technique on him is just asking for trouble.

The alchemists in the palace used to be unable to influence Murong Yan, and Yu Qingya's methods were far inferior to the alchemists, so she dared to play tricks in front of him?

Murong Yan was not interested at first, but now he is not in a hurry, so he just patiently watched Yu Qingya, or what the system behind her wanted to do. Because Murong Yan stopped suddenly, Yu Qingya was overjoyed, and immediately said to the system: "System, Daji's charm technique is really useful, he really stopped."

The system voice is flat: "Daji Charm is an infrasound wave extracted from the model brain field after we use the supercomputer to fully model it based on the experience of famous disasters in history. The infrasound wave will not be heard by the mission target, but it can significantly affect it. The mental activity of the target object, so it can achieve the same effect as Daji's confusing the king's heart."

The systematic explanation contained many professional terms, and Yu Qingya had a half-knowledge, but this did not affect Yu Qingya's understanding of the general meaning. She just needs to know that now she is just like the legendary Daji Baosi, and it is enough to charm the king's heart.

Yu Qingya thought that the charm technique was successful, so she lowered her tone and continued: "Are you really willing to live your life now? Your piano skills are obviously not inferior to Yu Qingjia, but it's just because you are a concubine and she is a daughter-in-law, so you I can only accompany her and serve as a foil for her. Obviously you have half of the credit, but all the fame belongs to her, and no one pays attention to you at all."

Murong Yan didn't speak, and there was even a smile in his eyes, looking at Yu Qingya silently. Yu Qingya thought that Murong Yan was being persuaded, so she quickly added another flame: "Your original background is not bad. How can you let Yu Qingjia support you like this?"

Murong Yan endured it for so long, and for the first time felt that Yu Qingya had said something useful. He felt the same way, and said: "It's reasonable, but we really can't let it go."

Yu Qingya was overjoyed, Xin Dao system really produced all kinds of benefits, this Jing Ji was so cold at first, once she used the charm technique, she was obedient. Yu Qingya's mind was settled, and she spoke contemptuously again: "You know it's right not to be reconciled, as long as you listen to me, I have a way to bring you back to glory and wealth, and even your mother, as long as you behave well, I can help you find it too."

Murong Yan looked at the smug Yu Qingya, and it was hard to imagine that there were such stupid people in the world, without his effort, this idiot would tell the whole story by himself. Thinking of this, Murong Yan asked: "What do you want to do?"

"Yu Qingjia ruined my big business and my reputation, I must let her experience the same thing." Yu Qingya said, and glanced at Murong Yan casually, "I can't tell you the specific plan yet, when the time comes, you listen to my orders Just fine."

Daji's charm technique consumes points every moment. Yu Qingya watched the points fly away with her own eyes. She felt sorry for the points, and immediately ended the charm aura after the hypnosis was completed. Yu Qingya thought that she had completely grasped Murong Yan by giving a sweet date with a stick, so she left contentedly. Murong Yan walked towards the courtyard unhurriedly. He walked on the road, thinking that this was the first time he met such a criminal who was easy to interrogate.

If you ask me casually, I will tell you everything, and before every action, I will come to inform him.

The cold wind rustled, rustling the dead branches in the yard. Bai Rong didn't find Murong Yan in the backyard, she was startled, and immediately went out in a hurry, but as soon as she reached the front porch, she saw a white figure approaching. Bai Rong paused for a moment, then immediately lowered her head to get out of the way.

The young master disappeared suddenly, no doubt almost frightened Bai Rong to death, but with all her courage, she didn't dare to ask Murong Yan where he went just now.

Bai Rong held her breath, lowered her head and stared at the bricks on the ground, not daring to look directly at Young Master. Unexpectedly, Murong Yan stopped beside her and asked, "Where is she?"

This sentence was nonsensical, but Bai Rong was only stunned for a short moment, and immediately reacted: "Liu Niangzi didn't find you just now, and was going to put on clothes to go out. I didn't expect to meet Yu Sima. Now Liu Niangzi, father and daughter The two are talking in the study."

Murong Yan nodded, and walked forward indifferently, without saying a word. Bai Rong's mind was a little complicated, the young master was exactly the same as in the rumors, cold and decisive, profit first, probably in his eyes, only Yu Qingjia was different.

Murong Yan was very impatient with Yu Qingya just now, saying that he had something important to do. He does have other important matters, and Yu Qingjia is his important matter. When Murong Yan walked to the door, his knuckles curled up, he was about to knock on the door, but stopped.

Through a wooden door, the sound inside was unobstructed. Because Murong Yan walked silently, Yu Wenjun and Yu Qingjia in the room didn't even notice that Murong Yan had come.

Yu Wenjun was very concerned, and asked Yu Qingjia the details of the road tirelessly: "Where did you go when you left in shock that day? What happened after that?"

Yu Qingjia lost control of the carriage, and in the end the two had to go through the jungle and roughly recount to Yu Wenjun the experience of going to Xisong Town to stay overnight. For some reason, Yu Qingjia involuntarily omitted the fact that she and Murong Yan were sheltering from the rain in the cave in her statement, and she even kept the story of the two of them in the inn very simple.

As for the two assassins who came to hunt them down in the forest but never heard from them, Yu Qingjia didn't mention it, and Yu Wenjun didn't ask either. The two of them tacitly skipped the matter tacitly.

Yu Wenjun finally knew what happened after the two groups of people separated. He broke out in a cold sweat just listening to Yu Qingjia's story. He couldn't imagine how many dangers Yu Qingjia had experienced at that time. Yu Wenjun said with emotion, "Thanks to Jing Huan this time, if it wasn't for..."

In the middle of Yu Wenjun's speech, he suddenly stopped, because he suddenly thought that without Murong Yan, Yu Qingjia would not have to go through these things at all. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, I can't tell for a while.

Yu Qingjia nodded seriously, but suddenly seeing Yu Wenjun stop, she glanced at Yu Wenjun for no reason, and completed the rest of the sentence for him: "Thanks to Jing Huan for taking care of me this journey, I should thank him."

Yu Wenjun sighed softly and stopped thinking about these things. He looked at Yu Qingjia, with a sincere tone, and said, "Jiajia, I didn't think carefully about my father before. I only thought about Jing Huan's first arrival, so I ignored your feelings. After thinking about it carefully for the past few months, I realized that when I was in Guangling I can't help you. You are right, I am too partial to Jing Huan."

Yu Wenjun clearly remembered that when she was in Guangling County, Yu Qingjia made a lot of trouble because of Murong Yan. She thought Murong Yan was a woman, so she was very jealous and made troubles many times. At that time, Yu Wenjun felt that this was just a little girl's mood, so there was no need to worry about it, but Yu Qingjia was not around for the past three months, and Yu Wenjun slowly thought back, only to realize how inappropriate his actions were, and how negligent Yu Qingjia was.

Yu Wenjun learned from the painful experience and decided to come back this time to correct his attitude. Since Yu Qingjia and Murong Yan are incompatible, Yu Wenjun spent more effort to separate them.

Yu Qingjia sat on the seat, playing with the oranges in the fruit plate: "No need, just let him hold the housekeeper key."

Yu Wenjun had prepared a lot of words, but he almost choked when he heard Yu Qingjia's answer. He opened his mouth wide in astonishment, paused for a while, and repeated in disbelief: "You actually agreed to let Jing Huan continue to be the housekeeper?"

Yu Qingjia also looked at Yu Wenjun very strangely: "It's okay, this is very good."

Yu Wenjun was completely shocked. He clearly remembered that before departure, Yu Qingjia and He made a fuss over this matter, and even cried out of anger, why is it like a different person now?

"Jiajia, Father knows that he neglected you some time ago. Jing Huan is not here now. If you don't like it, you can say it directly. There's no need to keep it in your heart."

Yu Wenjun thought that Yu Qingjia was still angry, and now he deliberately spoke ironically. Yu Qingjia shook her head, and said indifferently: "Father, you think too much, he is very good. Besides, what does it mean that he is not here now, so you can speak directly if you have something to say, Father, you can't say that about others."

Yu Wenjun's heart is complicated, he was educated by his daughter in reverse? What happened during this period of time, the changes were too fast, and he couldn't even react.

The smile on Murong Yan's lips was fleeting, and his half-raised hand finally exerted all his strength, knocking on the door slowly and clearly.

Yu Wenjun suddenly heard a knock on the door, and his face changed slightly. On the other hand, Yu Qingjia was the complete opposite. She realized who the person was outside the door almost immediately. She stood up from the collapse, ran to the door with her skirt in her hand, and opened the door forcefully: "Are you back? Where did you go just now? I didn't even find you."

Such a tone seemed to be complaining and acting like a baby, and everything happened naturally. And Murong Yan naturally grabbed Yu Qingjia's wrist, led her away from the door, turned around and closed the door: "It's windy outside, don't stand in the wind."

Sitting at the top, Yu Wenjun suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

No one continued the topic just now, Yu Wenjun didn't know how much Murong Yan had heard, but since Murong Yan didn't talk about it, Yu Wenjun didn't mention it either. Even if the son asked about it, Yu Wenjun had a clear conscience. He wanted to help the son in his great cause, but he also had to take care of the youngest daughter at home. The daughter knew everything, and misunderstood the identity of the young master, which led to a heated relationship with the young master. It was reasonable and beyond reproach for him to separate the two of them.

Yu Wenjun made up his mind, and he was ready to show his cards truthfully as long as Murong Yan asked, even if it would make Murong Yan unhappy. But the strange thing is, why does Murong Yan seem to be in a good mood?

Yu Wenjun felt more and more wrong.

Murong Yan sat down, as it should be at the top of the guest seat. Yu Qingjia used to be fuming with anger about the seating arrangement, but now, she stood up very naturally, as if she had rehearsed many times, sat down to Murong Yan's hand with ease and familiarity, and played with oranges from the fruit plate very leisurely.

When Murong Yan came in, Yu Wenjun had to exchange greetings again. The two of them were talking, and Yu Qingjia peeled the orange freely. She peeled a piece and put it in her mouth, and immediately frowned with sourness.

Murong Yan was talking when someone tugged his sleeve suddenly. He turned his head and saw Yu Qingjia was holding a petal of kumquat in his slender and tender hand, looking at him with blinking eyes: "Do you eat oranges?"

Murong Yan glanced down and said coldly: "No, I never eat these."

"Try it!" Yu Qingjia said as he was about to stuff the orange into Murong Yan's hands, but he had no choice but to bow his head and **** one. As soon as Fu entered the mouth, the tip of Murong Yan's eyebrows moved.

Yu Qingjia immediately said excitedly to him, "Isn't it so sour!"

Her eyes were shining brightly, filled with the joy of being deceived, they were about to shine. Murong Yan looked at her with the same expression as before, but there was a smile in his eyes, which softened a lot.

Sitting on the other side, Yu Wenjun suddenly felt sour.

Tooth acid.