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    Yu Qingjia sat sideways with bright eyes, while Murong Yan also smiled and turned his eyes slowly.  Facing the gaze of these two people, cold sweat broke out on Bai Rong's back.  The information given now was too little, and she couldn't figure out which plate was made by Yu Qingjia and which plate was made by the young master.  But even if she figured it out, in this case, which side of the pole should she climb?

    Yu Qingjia is the lady she will serve in the future. Bai Rong will not look down on Yu Qingjia's face, but if she offends the young master she will never dare.

    Bai Rong¡¯s back was stiff and her eyes were rolling rapidly, trying desperately to think of what words she could use to escape.  She realized that her pause was too long, but she really didn't know what to say, so she could only say tentatively: "My wife and Master Jinghuan's pastries are both beautiful. This is the first time for this slave to see such unique petals."  Pastry. If I ask you which one is more beautiful, my servant is not very talented and has little knowledge. I really can¡¯t tell."

    Yu Qingjia was obviously dissatisfied with Bai Rong's statement. Just then Bai Zhi came in. Yu Qingjia waved to Bai Zhi: "Baizhi, come here."

    Bai Zhi walked in, knelt down next to Yu Qingjia, and naturally tested the humidity of Yu Qingjia's hair: "Madam, your hair is not dry yet, be careful of catching a cold."

    Yu Qingjia responded, then pointed at the pastries and asked, "You should still remember Grandma's Four Seasons Crisps, right? Look at these two plates of pastries, which one looks better?"

    Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, thinking she heard wrongly: "Good-looking?"

    "Yes." Yu Qingjia looked at Bai Zhi expectantly. Bai Zhi turned back in surprise, looked at the lacquer plate again, and said curiously: "Isn't the pastry all about deliciousness? Why does the lady ask about how delicious it is? It's delicious and can be tasted.  Once you taste it, it looks good"

    Bai Rong nodded with deep sympathy. She was also surprised when she first heard this question. Even good-looking people have unpredictable inner worlds.  Yu Qingjia was reluctant, shook Bai Zhi's arm, and asked, "Just say it."

    Bai Zhi had no choice but to look closer and said, "The petals on this plate are slender, the corners are finely pinched, and the stamens are clearly defined. In terms of beauty, this plate is slightly better."

    Yu Qingjia didn¡¯t speak, but looked at Bai Zhi with some resentment. Bai Rong stood beside her and understood immediately.  She glanced at Murong Yan quickly and said, "I want you to see the other plate, which has full and lovely flowers and bright color. As a pastry, it is easier to eat and more appetizing."

    The light in Yu Qingjia's eyes jumped, and her smile immediately brightened. Bai Rong secretly glanced at Murong Yan's expression and thought that she had indeed made the right bet.

    Bai Rong felt emotional, it seems that if she wants to please the young master in the future, she must first please Yu Qingjia.  The young master is such a difficult person to talk to, but in front of Miss Yu Liu, he is incredibly easy-going.

    Yu Qingjia was satisfied, and Bai Rong stepped back knowingly.  Bai Zhi was worried that Yu Qingjia would catch a cold, so she took out a dry cloth and heated it to wipe Yu Qingjia's hair.  Yu Qingjia took the white cloth and motioned for her to do it by herself, letting Bai Zhi go down and do her own thing.  Yu Qingjia gathered her long hair to her side and wiped it slowly with a dry cloth.  However, her hair was long and it was difficult to use this posture. Murong Yan looked at her for a while, stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."

    Before Yu Qingjia could react, the cotton cloth in his hand was taken away by Murong Yan.  It was much smoother to let another person do the hair wiping job. He picked up a strand of hair, wrapped it tightly with a dry cloth, and wiped it slowly to absorb the moisture from the hair.  Murong Yan's fingers were long and strong, running through her hair, causing a slight tingling sensation.

    Yu Qingjia remembered that time at the Xisong Town Inn. She didn¡¯t know Murong Yan was a man, so she unconsciously asked Murong Yan to help her twist her hair after taking a bath.  Murong Yan was very disgusted at that time, but he saw her knocking things down repeatedly, so he reluctantly came to help.  At that time, if someone had told her that Murong Yan would wipe people's hair gently and meticulously, not to mention Murong Yan, not even Yu Qingjia would believe it.

    Murong Yan lifted a strand of hair from her ear and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking about?"

    "I was thinking about what happened before." Yu Qingjia said, "You used to be really annoying. The last time you twisted my hair, it hurt me."

    Murong Yan also remembered the first time he wiped her hair. In fact, he had never changed. He was still not a patient and caring person. At this time, it was just because of Yu Qingjia.  Murong Yan asked with a smile in his voice: "I hated you before, but what about now?"

    Yu Qingjia's cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were like autumn waves, she turned her face and glared at him hard: "It's even more annoying now."

    Murong Yan chuckled and put down all her hair. Yu Qingjia turned her head, and her long hair immediately fell down her back like a black waterfall.  Yu Qingjia was about to stand up, but was held down by Murong Yan: "You said you can't say anything unlucky today, otherwise the new??: "Actually, catkins are flying everywhere outside, and birds are chirping, so there's nothing interesting to see. Laojun, just relax for the time being and stay indoors to take care of yourself. It's not too late to go out and see when you feel better."

    Yu Laojun shook his head. She realized more clearly than others that she would not live long.  Mrs. Shijiao saw that she had said something wrong and could not bring it up again, so she changed the subject and said: "Old Sir, you are a person with profound blessings. How many people have realized that four generations live under one roof in the past? How many people have you achieved?  You are blessed, and your younger generations are also filial. I heard that you have been ill for the past few days, and your grandchildren, grandsons, and daughter-in-law have all stayed in front of you, fully clothed, to wait on you. Your great-granddaughter even taught herself medical skills to treat your illness. How many people would envy you.  What a blessing."

    Speaking of his children and grandchildren, Mr. Yu finally looked better.  She said: "That girl Si Niang is caring. I can't get better from this lingering illness, but with her by my side, I can feel more relaxed."

    Mrs. Shijiao understands colors very well, and when she saw this, she catered to him and said, "Isn't that right? You should relax, don't worry about anything, and rest quietly to recuperate. Your descendants are full of children, they are filial, and your blessings are yet to come."

    Mr. Yu has always been proud of the fact that four generations live under one roof, but when he talks about having many children, he is deeply worried.  Mr. Yu lived a long life, but her children and grandchildren all died young.  She only had two sons, both of whom had few heirs. After the eldest grandson died in an accident, her only hope was Yu Wenjun.  And Yu Wenjun, whether in the first or second bedroom, has no son yet.

    Outside the partition, the maid came in with a fruit plate. When she saw the person in front of her, she called out in surprise: "Miss Fourth, why are you standing here? Where is the girl guarding the door? Why don't you invite you in?"

    "It's okay." Yu Qingya stretched out her hand to stop the maid's words and said, "I just came here to check on Lao Jun's condition. Since Lao Jun has guests, I won't go in and disturb you. I'll come back later."

    The maid felt strange, but she didn't dare to disobey, so she could only respond in a low voice, watching Yu Qingya come quietly, and then leave without disturbing anyone.

    Yu Qingya walked out of the yard quickly. The flowers and trees on both sides were blooming brilliantly. Such warm colors hurt Yu Qingya's eyes.  Yu Qingya thought about what she had just overheard. It was obvious that Mr. Yu would not live long. If Mr. Yu died, her and the Li family's biggest supporter would fall, and no one in the Yu family could legitimately advise Yu Qingjia.

    This year has already been the second year of Guangxi, and Yu Qingya and Yu Qingjia are both fifteen years old.  Yu Qingya used to place her hopes on Mr. Yu, but now that Mr. Yu is unable to live, she has to reconsider the marriage issue.

    She did not give Mr. Yu any medicine in the previous life. Mr. Yu lived much longer than this life. Yu Qingya¡¯s marriage was ¡°arranged¡± by Yu Qingjia after persuading Mr. Yu.  In this life, without Mr. Yu, who else could interfere with Yu Qingjia's marriage?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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