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

Chapter 113: The Jade Gift Incident (Part )

Murong Yanhui stopped breathing rapidly, looked at the flowery paper scattered on the ground and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He threw the fragments in his hand away, leaned over and sat down in a chair beside him.

"What's wrong? Are you heartbroken? Just because I tore up a letter from him, you're so heartbroken?" Murong Yanhui tried hard to act like he didn't care so much and wasn't so hurt, but the sour tone still revealed his inner feelings.

Although there was a newly polished warm jade in his arms, Murong Yanhui still felt a chill in his heart.

Yu Qingli glanced at the broken letter on the ground, frowned slightly, and asked impatiently: "What on earth are you doing here today? Are you here to pick a fight with me?"

"I'm picking on you?" Murong Yanhui immediately exploded again. "Lili, you actually dared to say such a thing. When have I ever picked on you?"

"Isn't it? You broke into my yard without warning and tore up the letter someone gave me without permission. Isn't this just looking for trouble?"

Murong Yanhui snorted coldly upon hearing this, thinking, Lili really does care about Murong Feng. What good is a man like that? Could it be that Lili's eyes have grown to the top of her head? She can't even see Murong Feng's true face.

"Someone else? If that someone else wasn't Murong Feng, would you still have a big fight with me over a letter, Lili?"

Yu Qingli was furious. "Murong Yanhui, you better understand. You are the one who is wrong first. Why do you always bring Murong Feng into this? Besides, what qualifications do you have to say that Murong Feng is not a good person? What qualifications do you have to point fingers at me?"

"Murong Feng is not a good person! Lili, wake up!" Murong Yanhui was really anxious. When he thought about how he was wholeheartedly devoted to Yu Qingli, but was ultimately met with her accusations and disgust, Murong Yanhui felt like his heart was broken.

"Murong Yanhui, I don't want to continue talking at cross purposes with you. Please, leave my house now, immediately!" Yu Qingli was obviously also very angry. However, what made her angry was that Murong Yanhui had not realized what he had done wrong until this moment, but instead kept holding on to Murong Feng.

Yu Qingli knew what kind of person Murong Feng was, and she knew even better what kind of person Murong Yanhui was. No matter what time it was, it would never be Murong Yanhui's turn to make noise in front of her.

Seeing Yu Qingli pointing towards the door with a determined expression, Murong Yanhui's heart finally broke into thousands of pieces and fell to the ground. He stood up angrily and opened his mouth, but found that he could not say anything. He could only suppress his anger and trembled all over.

"Please leave now!" Yu Qingli made the situation worse.

Murong Yanhui was filled with grievances, and her eyes suddenly turned red, but at this moment, a sneer flashed across Yu Qingli's face.

Murong Yanhui was so angry that he reached out and took out the brocade box from his arms. In front of Yu Qingli, he took out the jade pendant and smashed it to the ground without hesitation.

Nuan Yu was instantly shattered to the ground just like his heart. Yu Qingli watched all this coldly, and her resolute expression did not show any movement.

Murong Yanhui stared at the debris on the ground, feeling a little regretful, but when he looked up and saw Yu Qingli's resolute expression, his heart completely sank.

"Okay, hello, it's my fault for being a mean person, it's my fault for being sentimental, it's my fault for being bored and spending the past five days polishing the jade pendant by myself, now I'm sending it to you to be humiliated." Murong Yanhui finally lost his temper.

Yu Qingli continued to look at Murong Yanhui without saying a word, thinking, polished by hand? You must be kidding.

"I'm leaving today, Lili, don't regret it!"

Murong Yanhui said this coldly, and seeing that Yu Qingli still had no intention of keeping her, she turned around and ran out of the yard.

Murong Yanhui ran wildly all the way, letting the wind blow on his cheeks. He didn't know where he was running to. When he stopped, he felt a cool feeling on his cheek. He reached out and wiped it, and a line of clear tears fell into his palm and was quickly dried by the wind.

Murong Yanhui felt like his heart was being cut by a knife. He didn't know why his heart hurt so much, so much so that he felt like this body was no longer his own.

Could it be that human hearts can really break? Just like the warm jade on the ground.

"Lili!" Murong Yanhui roared at the vast and empty lake, as if only such a hoarse roar could ease the pain in his heart.

At this time in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yu Qingli was sitting leisurely at the table, holding a cup of tea in her right hand, looking thoughtful.

Mei Hong quietly poked her head out and saw the mess on the ground. She cried out, "My lady, what happened? I just went to the kitchen to bring you some white fungus, how come it's gone in just half a cup of tea?"

Yu Qingli tilted her head slightly, looked at Mei Hong coldly, and said lightly: "It's okay, clean up the room."

Mei Hong nodded, and when she saw Yu Qingli turn around and leave, she asked again, "Miss, are you going out?"

"Just taking a walk." Yu Qingli answered sullenly.

She didn't know why, but when she saw Murong Yanhui running out, she actually wanted to ask him to stay.

What was wrong with me? Hadn't I learned from my past mistakes? Yu Qingli felt she needed to calm down.

Yu Qingli had just left when Mei Hong's eyes suddenly became sharp. In fact, she had just returned, but when she saw Murong

Yan Hui and Yu Qingli were arguing. Based on her past understanding of Murong Yanhui, she knew that if she went in, Murong Yanhui would definitely take out all the anger caused by Yu Qingli on her.

Therefore, Mei Hong chose to hide outside the door in silence, but she heard the conversation between Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli clearly.

Mei Hong glanced at the torn pieces of floral paper on the ground and thought, this is a letter from Murong Feng.

She lowered her head, carefully picked up each piece of debris, then carefully wrapped it in her handkerchief and put it in her arms, then began to clean the room.

That night, Mei Hong hid in her little room, spread out her handkerchief with great care, looked at the fragments with her bright eyes, and then carefully spread the fragments flat on a piece of white paper.

She seemed to be very steady, but not slow either. After a short while, Murong Feng's letter was pieced together. Although the seams in some places were not perfect, fortunately, the three words "Murong Feng" at the end of the letter were clearly visible and had not been torn.

Mei Hong looked at the letter and happily rubbed the signature with her fingers, muttering, "Murong Feng, Murong Feng, Murong Feng."

Mei Hong was so focused on the letter that she didn't notice a faint shadow by the window. The shadow was slender and its outline was a little blurry under the moonlight, but its eyes were bright and took in everything in the room.

A night bird returned to its nest, and its cry of "Ah" startled Meihong awake. When she looked up, she immediately saw a shadow flash by the window.

Mei Hong was horrified and immediately stood up and opened the window, but unfortunately the figure had already turned the corner and disappeared from her sight. She only saw a corner of the robe that looked very familiar.

Mei Hong's heart was pounding, and she couldn't find a solution after thinking about it. She looked at the letter written by Murong Feng on the table, but couldn't bear to tear it up again. Finally, Mei Hong sighed, took out her embroidery box from the bedside, and gently hid the letter inside the box.

Meihong looked at the embroidered box again and again, and only after making sure that there was nothing suspicious did she blow out the light and go to sleep.

The shadow jogged along, as if he was very familiar with the Prime Minister's Mansion. He turned left and right, and soon arrived in front of Yu Zhengsha's study.

The shadow stood still, calmed his breath, and then knocked gently on the door.

"Who?" Yu Zhengsha's deep voice came from inside the house.

"Master, it's me, Jiang Bai." The man answered softly.

"Oh, it's so late, is there something wrong?" Yu Zhengsha asked after pondering for a moment.

"I have something to report."

"The door is not locked." Yu Zhengsha said lightly, and Jiang Bai pushed the door open and walked in.

Yu Zhengsha was sitting at the desk, reading a book by the light. When he knew it was Jiang Bai who came in, he didn't move.

"Master, I saw something unusual tonight."

"What strange thing is there that requires you to come here at night?" Yu Zhengsha said lightly as if he didn't care at all and turned a page of the book.

Jiang Bai immediately told Yu Zhengsha about what he had seen tonight and Mei Hong's strange behavior.

Yu Zhengsha paused as he turned the pages of the book and asked calmly, "Do you think Murong Feng wrote this letter to Mei Hong?"

Jiang Bai almost laughed out loud when he heard this. He quickly bowed and said, "How is that possible?"

Yu Zhengsha asked again, "Then in your opinion, where did Meihong get this letter?"

Jiang Bai immediately said, "Of course it's from the young lady."

Yu Zhengsha said "Oh?" and asked, "Why do you feel that way?"

Jiang Bai said without hesitation: "Meihong is just a maid, born in a humble family. Let alone writing a letter, even meeting someone is a blessing she has accumulated in eight lifetimes. And she is the young lady's personal maid, so..."

Jiang Bai said this and glanced at Yu Zhengsha.

Yu Zhengsha was still sitting at the desk, slowly flipping through the book. The light was dim, and the flickering candlelight hid most of his face in the shadows. For a moment, it was impossible to understand his expression.

Jiang Bai suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and then he remembered that he was so proud that he had forgotten his master's temper and talked nonsense about the young lady.

Just when Jiang Bai was feeling very uneasy, Yu Zhengsha finally spoke up, "It's late, you should go downstairs and get some rest."

Jiang Bai, as if granted amnesty, kowtowed hastily and was about to leave. But just after he took a few steps, Yu Zhengsha suddenly said solemnly, "Keep an eye on Mei Hong."

Jiang Bai's back shrank, and he answered "yes" respectfully before leaving the house.

Outside the house, the moonlight was as smooth as silk, and the silver light made people feel clear and peaceful. There were mottled light and shadows filtered by the moonlight on the ground. The night breeze was light, mixed with the fragrance of flowers blooming at night, intoxicating. However, Jiang Bai still had no mood to appreciate this beautiful scenery. Thinking of Yu Zhengsha's expression and tone just now, he felt only lingering fear. A gust of night wind blew by, and Jiang Bai felt a chill on his back. He reached out and touched it, only to find that his heavy clothes were soaked with sweat.

He looked at the sky and hurried back to the house.