bayedsolid Chapter 14 Vicious Fake Gold 13
Chapter 14 Vicious Fake Gold 13
He just hadn't expected that someone would set their sights on Qingyu so quickly, and it was none other than the legendary physician Song Jinnian...
This is someone even my father wouldn't be confident inviting.
After a long silence, Gu Ye's eyes shifted unpredictably before he finally gazed into the distance and said softly, "The Lantern Festival is in two days. Tianyi, there's something I need you to do. If you don't do it well, you'll be asked to come back with your head."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tianyi felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly and solemnly agreed, then tentatively asked, "And what about Miss Ji...?"
"Keep staring."
"Yes!"
A gust of wind swept by, leaving only Gu Ye in the main hall.
He sat in the head seat, and the dim lighting made it impossible to see his expression. However, his aura seemed to grow stronger, making people afraid to approach him.
"It seems it's better to get to that position; then no one will be able to take you away..."
The whispering sound was as faint as a mosquito's buzz; a gust of wind would scatter it all.
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Qingyu noticed that Ji Qingwei had become increasingly annoyed lately.
Specifically, not only did she receive clothes and jewelry, but no matter what schemes Qingyu used to bully her, she accepted them all, then silently cleaned up the mess without saying a word to anyone else.
He would look at her with such resentful eyes, more so than the resentment of a woman confined to her chambers, and he would constantly try to ask her out...
Qingyu once suspected that Ji Qingwei had some kind of conspiracy, so out of caution (actually, she was just lazy), she refused all of them and even had people stop Ji Qingwei from stepping into her courtyard.
The matter couldn't be kept from Ji's parents, and they were quite troubled. Their two daughters were not getting along so well, which was not what they wanted to see.
"It's a good thing we didn't hold a banquet beforehand. They said it was to welcome Qingwei back and explain her identity, but Qingyu must be feeling terrible." Madam Ji sighed, her tone somewhat relieved.
Ji's father, who was standing to the side, was very impatient and retorted, "If we don't hold it now, we'll be letting Qingwei down. We've already lost her for more than ten years, and now we're asking her to make concessions?"
Mrs. Ji was speechless. On this point, Mr. Ji was right; they had indeed let Ji Qingwei down.
The two looked at each other in silence for a long time before Ji's father suddenly spoke up: "The Lantern Festival is in a few days. Give Qingwei enough money to go out and have some fun. You are her biological mother. No matter how much you favor one over the other, you can't go too far."
He snorted coldly and said with dissatisfaction, "Don't think I don't know that you buy jewelry and clothes for Qingyu every day, but you don't care about Qingwei at all."
"It's not like I'm deliberately mistreating Qingwei. It's just that Qingyu has grown up in my care since she was little, and I'm used to everything about her... Alright, alright, I'll treat them equally from now on." Ji's mother was stopped by Ji's father's displeased expression at the end.
Upon hearing this, Father Ji's expression softened. Then, as if remembering something, a serious look appeared on his face. He said, "Recently... our family business has been doing exceptionally well. I had a gut feeling something was wrong, and I discovered it's due to the support from the Imperial Palace..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Ji almost dropped what she was holding, but thankfully she managed to clench it tightly. She looked at Mr. Ji in disbelief and quickly lowered her voice to ask anxiously, "I haven't contacted that person."
They acted as if they were distancing themselves from the situation.
Father Ji rubbed his temples, seemingly having a terrible headache. "Do you remember what Qingwei said a few days ago, about accidentally running into His Highness the Crown Prince?"
Mrs. Ji's eyes widened slightly, somewhat helplessly, "You can't blame us for that. Over the years, apart from getting a little bit of her good reputation, we haven't actively tried to get close to her. Isn't that doing right by her?"
"Don't be angry or panic. I'll write tonight and ask."
Mr. Ji's words calmed Mrs. Ji's panicked heart a lot, but when she thought of the methods of that person in the palace, she couldn't help but feel disgusted and scolded in a low voice, "It's all your mother's fault. What a terrible idea she came up with back then! Now the whole family is living in fear."
Ji's father sighed, thinking of everything that had happened back then, and did not refute it.
It was indeed the fault of the old lady of the Ji family. If she hadn't insisted on coming up with this idea, why would the whole family be living in such fear now?
"Alright, that's enough. Don't let the children know." As Ji's father spoke, they heard someone outside the door announce that Ji Qingying had returned.
He composed himself and greeted her with a smile, "Qingying's back. Are you tired from studying?"
Although Ji Qingying had already passed the imperial examinations, she had not yet obtained any official position. Instead, she remained immersed in her studies. Ji's father did not feel ashamed; on the contrary, he was very satisfied with her.
Upon hearing this, Ji Qingying shook her head and said softly, "I have something I want to discuss with my father and mother."
Mr. and Mrs. Ji exchanged a glance. "What is it?"
"I want to be an official."
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"Miss, the Second Miss is outside the door again." Fuqin returned to report with a helpless expression. Qingyu's fair face showed impatience. She waved her hand and said, "Just say that I have already gone to bed."
Fuqin glanced at the bright sun in the sky, hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around to reply.
But a short while later, Fuqin returned with a bowl, seemingly lost in thought...
Qingyu paused, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. "What is this?"
"The second young lady said this is a top-quality medicinal meal, good for nourishing the body, and insisted that I bring it in." Fuqin looked down at the dark mess, feeling a little uneasy.
Would the second young lady just throw caution to the wind and openly poison her mistress in order to get rid of her?
Lost in her thoughts, Fuqin dared not bring the medicinal food close to Qingyu, but instead lowered her posture and let Qingyu catch a glimpse of it from a distance.
With just one glance, Qingyu knew this was no ordinary medicinal cuisine, because the aroma made the names of several herbs subconsciously appear in her mind!
What's going on? Does she know pharmacology?
"System, I used to—understand pharmacology?" Qingyu asked uncertainly, because her memory was completely blank and she couldn't remember anything.
The system has been incredibly busy lately researching malicious value detectors, so when Qingyu suddenly asked it this question, it instinctively replied, "Of course I know, you are..."
She stopped abruptly, looking at Qingyu with surprise and uncertainty, "Why are you asking this?"
"You just said I understood?" Qingyu looked at the system with a half-smile. The system seemed flustered, but still calmly said, "I just blurted it out. Don't take it seriously."
Don't take it seriously? Qingyu naturally wanted to take it seriously. She was just wondering why the system, which seemed to be her person, was unwilling to tell her everything about her past.
What's the real story behind this?
After a long pause, just when Qingyu thought the system would stop talking, it spoke again, "So you just... remembered it when you smelled the medicine?"
Qingyu's eyes trembled slightly, her jade-like face revealing no clear thoughts. She seemed to be pondering or deliberating. After a moment, she slowly uttered a few medicine names, which shocked the system.
Because it scanned the bowl of medicinal food, and several of the ingredients matched what Qingyu had said.
Who knew this guy actually had a pharmacological background?!
The system couldn't quite describe the feeling. The original god had already been defeated, so it was only natural to tell Qingyu about the past. However, it was afraid that Qingyu wouldn't be able to accept the memories of the past.
Let's give her some experience first, and then let her remember.
"You only learned a little bit before, and this bowl of medicine is for detoxification... Wait?! You've been poisoned?" The system realized what was happening and was somewhat incredulous, but immediately denied it, "Impossible, this isn't in your character profile!"