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    Yu Qingjia has a soft appearance, is lively and laughs, and is not embarrassed by the maids, so the maids like to get close to her.  While Yin Ping felt comfortable serving Yu Qingjia, he was also jealous of the pomp and circumstance of the big room.  Yin Ping wavered and wanted to take advantage of everything, but she dared to do this because she was sure that Yu Qingjia had a good temper and would not make things difficult for others.  Now Yu Qingjia's face suddenly sank, and Yin Ping was frightened.

    "Miss Sixth?"

    However, Yu Qingjia didn't mean to joke at all. She looked at the silver bottle coldly and said: "As a maid, my hands and feet are not clean. It's just that I found that I lost the piano score. If I didn't find it, are you planning to do it?"  Are you going to keep fooling around like this? I can't tolerate a maid who preys on you, so I'm going to tell the elders and ask Yapo to take you away."

    Yin Ping was really panicked now. She was a slave of the Yu family and had served the Yu family for generations. Even half of the families in Gaoping County were under the name of the Yu family.  A slave is the master's personal property. Not to mention that Yu Qingjia just drove her away, even beating her to death was the same as breaking a vase, and no one would say anything at all.  Ya Po is in the business of a wealthy family, how dare she offend the Yu family.  If Yin Ping is kicked out of Yu Qingjia, there is no need to think about finding the next good owner. Ya Po will just sell the Yin Ping far away, and would rather lose money than offend the Yu family.  If it is sold in a hurry, you can know who the silver bottle will be transferred to.

    Yin Ping was so frightened that the color drained from her face. She didn't care about choosing a place and knelt down on the ground with a plop: "Miss Six, I was careless and accidentally lost the lady's piano score. But I never stole it. I borrowed it from slave ten."  You are so brave, I don¡¯t even dare to steal the lady¡¯s things!¡±

    Lost and stolen are obviously two different concepts. Yu Qingjia glanced at the silver bottle coldly and said, "Since you said you lost it, kneel here and think about where you left the thing. After thinking about it,  There's no need for you to make this trip. Just tell me the location and I'll send someone to get it. When you figure it out, get up."

    Yin Ping¡¯s face turned pale, the floor under her knees was wet and cold, and the chill went straight into her heart.  After Yu Qingjia finished speaking, she turned around and went back to the house. Yinzhu came out of the side room, stood on the veranda and looked at it for a while, sighed and left.

    Yin Ping knelt in the center of the courtyard, and servants on both sides came and went. They always glanced at Yin Ping when they passed the gate.  Yin Ping was so shy and cold that he wished he could crawl into the cracks in the ground.  But no matter how cold the frosty ground was, it couldn't compare to the coolness in Yin Ping's heart.

    She was covetous of Yu Qingya¡¯s property and sent Yu Qingjia¡¯s music score to the main room.  Now Yu Qingjia asked her to kneel in front of the public, and did not let her look for it on her own. She was only asked to tell her the place. How could Yin Ping tell him that he was Chou Yinmao?

    Yin Ping knelt from morning to dusk, and finally knelt until his lips were blue from the cold and his knees were completely numb.  She did not expect that Yu Qingjia would suddenly attack. If she had known that Miss Six would be so unkind, she would not be so arrogant.  But it was too late to say anything now. Although Yin Ping used "lost" as an excuse, she knew full well that she had handed the music score into the hands of the Fourth Miss.  Yu Qingjia only asked her to tell her where she had lost it. Yin Ping wanted to ask someone to ask Yu Qingya for the music score, and then pretended to find it but couldn't do it.  And now she was kneeling at the door, in full view of everyone around her, and she couldn't even let anyone whisper.

    In the evening, the autumn wind became colder and colder, and the entire Yu family mansion was shrouded in semi-darkness.  Yin Ping was so cold and tired that he almost fainted from the cold, when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind the door.

    Yu Qingya led many attendants into the courtyard with great fanfare.  As soon as Yu Qingya entered the door, she saw Yin Ping kneeling in the courtyard. The corner of her mouth curled up and she said, "Hey, what's going on? Why is Sixth Sister so angry?"

    When Yin Ping heard the voice of the visitor, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Miss Fourth!"

    Yin Ping did not dare to stand up due to the gap in status, but her kneeling posture was no longer her duty, and her upper body was tilted in the direction of Yu Qingya, with an obvious pleading in her eyes.  Yu Qingjia heard the sound and slowly came out of her yard: "Fourth sister, what kind of wind brought you here?"

    Yu Qingya redeemed the "Music Prodigy" and after just a little trial, she felt that her fingers were more flexible than ever before.  It's just like scraping some powder from a pill. How grand will it be when you take it tomorrow?  Yu Qingya spent the entire afternoon familiarizing herself with the music scores. The system bought one and got one free, and it also came with a medicine to enhance memory.  In just one afternoon, Yu Qingya has memorized all the music scores. She only needs to take the "Music Prodigy" pills tomorrow, and she will be able to play the entire grand and magnificent Changhong piece without practicing.

    Yu Qingya was so satisfied that the maids watched her words carefully, and then they dared to say some funny words to Yu Qingya.  After the maids talked about it, Yu Qingya found out that Yu Qingjia had discovered the matter of stealing music from the silver bottle, and was now kneeling in the courtyard to be punished.

    &nb, and went to look through Yu Qingjia¡¯s previous things.  While he was watching it interestingly, Yu Qingjia came back.

    The voices outside were not loud, but Murong Yan's ear was very good. Among the many musical instruments, he could accurately hear which note was played incorrectly. It was not a problem to listen to the conversation across the wall.

    That maid is already a dead person in Murong Yan's eyes. She is alive now only because of Yu Qingjia's face.  Now that Yin Ping is out of Yu Qingjia's sight, it is only a matter of time when he will die.  But besides that, Murong Yan found that another woman, who seemed to be Yu Qingjia's cousin, was also very annoying.

    Murong Yan couldn't help but think about it, she was Yu Qingjia's cousin, the fourth, and her name seemed to be Yu Qingya.  This is the problem with the boudoir ladies. Their range of movement is limited and there are too many people around them. If Yu Qingya dies suddenly, the aftermath may be very troublesome.

    Although Murong Yan likes to bully Yu Qingjia, Yu Qingjia is his property, and he can rub him in any way, but how can others have the courage?  Murong Yan once again missed his former identity, so it was better to regain his power and just say whoever he wanted to kill. Unlike now, if he wanted to kill someone, he had to think about how to disguise it as an accident.

    Yu Qingjia ran over and covered his handwriting with his hands, which also interrupted Murong Yan's thoughts.  Yu Qingjia didn't know what Murong Yan was thinking at this moment. She widened her eyes and looked at him angrily: "You actually went through my things while I was away? Isn't this what a gentleman would do"

    Halfway through Yu Qingjia¡¯s words, she felt that her words were stupid.  She actually expected Murong Yan to have the virtues of a gentleman?  He doesn't even have basic human morals.  Yu Qingjia could only retreat and do the next best thing, glared at Murong Yan fiercely, and said in an extremely righteous tone: "Let go and return the things to me, and I won't hold you accountable for your fault."

    Murong Yan really wanted to open Yu Qingjia¡¯s brain and see what was inside. His body remained motionless, and there was even an interesting smile in his eyes: ¡°What if I don¡¯t?¡±

    "I, then I strongly condemn you"

    Murong Yan really smiled. He lowered his head and continued to look through Yu Qingjia's personal notes.  Yu Qingjia found that her words did not hurt Murong Yan at all, and were probably lighter than a gust of wind in his ears.  These books were all read by Yu Qingjia to kill time in the past. She was twelve years old when she left Yanzhou. Girls at that age were extremely sentimental and could feel emotional for a long time when they saw a flower.  There are many girls¡¯ emotions written in these books.  Reading it now seems childish and funny.  But the premise of being funny is that she can see it for herself. Murong Yan, a man reading the girl's notes, completely ignored the protest of the owner of the notes. Is this such a thing?

    Yu Qingjia tried for a long time and found that it was completely impossible to snatch the things back from Murong Yan's hands.  She was so angry that she leaned over the table and pressed her arms and upper body directly on the long scroll.  One of Murong Yan's hands happened to be placed on the paper. Suddenly she felt the weight on the back of her hand. Murong Yan's fingers stiffened and she said with a cold face: "Let go."

    "Let go!"

    Yu Qingjia¡¯s upper body crossed several cases and pressed against the book. She crossed her arms and supported her chin with one hand, glaring at Murong Yan menacingly.  The distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and Murong Yan only had to lower his eyes to see Yu Qingjia's face.  Her eyelashes were like butterfly wings, flickering delicately, which made Murong Yan feel restless in her heart. She didn't know if she wanted to stop them or make them blink faster.  Murong Yan lowered his eyes for a while, then looked away after a moment.  Yu Qingjia's body was completely different from his. It was incredibly soft. Murong Yan controlled herself not to think about what was pressing on the back of her hand.  Again he said: "Get up and sit back."

    ¡°I won¡¯t let go until you return the things to me.¡± Yu Qingjia simply spread her arms and pressed her face against the desk, completely blocking the entire table.  Yu Qingjia's slender neck was completely exposed in front of Murong Yan, completely defenseless, delicate and white, as if it could break at a snap.

    Yu Qingjia lay on the table, her voice muffled because of this: "You can't stand it anyway. If you don't give it back to me, I won't get up."

    Murong Yan couldn't help but fall on Yu Qingjia's neck. His eyes lingered on the fair and soft skin for a moment, then he turned his head and coughed lightly.

    In this position, the touch on the hands is more obvious.  Murong Yan's fingers were stiff and he couldn't move. He could only sigh slightly and said, "Okay, I promise you. You get up and talk first."

    "I don't believe you, let go first."

    Murong Yan is really He suppressed his temper and said, "How can I move if you press me on top?"

    "You can't pull out the liar. Let go first!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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