Unforgettable Emperor’s Favor

"Do you know Langya King Murong Yan?"

Murong Yan was lying on his side, his eyes sharpened when he heard this: "What do you want to say?"

Yu Qingjia sat inside with her knees hugged, not knowing how to explain. She would suddenly mention the young son of the ex-prince, of course it was not aimlessly. In fact, this person had been on her mind for a long time. Every time Yu Qingjia thought that the emperor of the Qi Dynasty would be emptied by King Langya and the world would fall into the hands of King Langya, she would feel Unspeakably heavy.

There is no other reason, because she saw with her own eyes that the entire Yu family was lost at the hands of Murong Yan. In those seemingly real and illusory dreams, she saw Yu Qingya poisoning herself to death, saw the conversation between Yu Qingya and the system, and also saw the fire in the old house of Yu's family. Yu Qingya had the help of a monstrous existence like the system, let alone capture King Langya's favor in the end, they didn't even save their own lives. Yu Qingjia saw all this in a dream, and most of her memories were erased after waking up, except for the fire that illuminated half of the sky in Gaoping County, which she could never forget no matter what.

Yu Qingjia really couldn't figure out why the Yu family provoked this tyrant. The terrible thing was that she couldn't even remember Murong Yan's body, description and appearance, and she couldn't do anything to avoid it in advance. Now she is like a student who doesn't study hard, only remembers the beginning and the result. It feels like she has predicted the future, but when she thinks about it carefully, she doesn't know the time, details, and process.

With this kind of worry, Yu Qingjia was preoccupied for several days. But she didn't know how to tell outsiders about such a strange thing. Even if she told Yu Wenjun to be on guard against Murong Yan in advance, what would Yu Qingjia say when her father asked the reason? Could it be that she saw this in a dream?

It's ridiculous, if Yu Qingjia hears others use dreams as an excuse, she will feel that the other party has lost his mind.

As for what the system and Yu Qingya said, the sixth daughter of the Yu family would have been the queen... Yu Qingjia felt that this was even more absurd. She doesn't know anyone from the royal family, and their family has no relationship with the royal family. Where did she become a princess or even a queen? Taking ten thousand steps back, she really became Princess Langya, but marrying a tyrant, or a tyrant who planned to kill their whole family, even becoming a queen may not be a good thing.

Yu Qingjia is now full of anxiety about the future, and Murong Yan, who is said to be the Son of Destiny, is her number one defense figure. She doesn't have the slightest desire to be a princess, and it can even be said that she can't avoid it.

Yu Qingjia dreamed of marrying a man like his father since he was a child. He didn't want him to be rich, but he must be upright and kind, like his father with a deep heart and dare to be the first in the world. But this person, after thinking about it, knew that he would not be King Langya who had a noble background and had a lot of ups and downs.

These words could not be said to Yu Wenjun, nor could they be said to Bai Zhi. In this turbulent night, Yu Qingjia sat in the dark, but instead opened her heart to a person who was not familiar with her at all: "I am worried about the future. Today, the Holy Majesty is making a big fuss. I haven't heard from him for half a year, which shows the profound influence of King Langya. He seems to be only fifteen this year. When he grows up, will he be a thing in the pool? When the war breaks out again, I am afraid that even the current situation will not be as good. .”

When Murong Yan heard his name, he was suddenly wary, but when he heard Yu Qingjia's words, his tense arms slowly relaxed. Being able to talk to him in such a tone, obviously Yu Qingjia didn't notice anything. Instead of answering Yu Qingjia's question, he asked instead: "You don't want him to live?"

"That's not true. He was only thirteen years old when the Donggong incident happened, and he was still a half-grown child. What did he do wrong to have to go through this disaster? It's just that if he wants to take revenge in the future, he will never do it to the royal family who are now in power." Let it go, wouldn't it be turbulent again. Stability is hard-won, and the world has been in chaos for too long." Thinking of the style of that person after he came to power, Yu Qingjia couldn't help curling her lips, lowering her voice and being at arm's length The vixen complained, "And to say something outrageous, the current royal family, no matter who they replace, is actually pretty much the same."

Murong Yan suddenly smiled, Yu Qingjia had been with him for so long, it was rare to see him show such an outgoing expression. After Murong Yan finished laughing, he nodded seriously: "That's true, no matter who you replace, it's all the same stupid and absurd."

Yu Qingjia was embarrassed, she had summoned up her courage just now when she secretly said that the royal family was wrong, but now that the impulsive force passed, she became a rabbit again. She didn't expect Murong Yan to be so straightforward, Yu Qingjia hurriedly covered Murong Yan's mouth: "Shh, you dare to say such words!"

Murong Yan sat up, stepped back, and precisely grasped Yu Qingjia's restless hand: "Sit down, don't move your feet."

"Who's going to do something to you!" Yu Qingjia got angry, and took advantage of the darkness to give Murong Yan a hard look. With such an interruption, the depression in Yu Qingjia's heart dissipated a lot. At this time, when he thought of the system that was eyeing him like a tiger, the future of the family's extermination was not as anxious as before.

Yu Qingjia hugged the quilt and leaned against the corner of the wall, sitting face to face with Murong Yan through the darkness. The two of them had been tense since they met, and it was the first time that they were so calm and gentle like now. Yu Qingjia asked: "Fox spirit, is there anyone you hate?"

"No, I have already killed those who offended me. Even if the rest are alive, they will be killed sooner or later."

Yu Qingjia's breath was stagnant, feeling unspeakably complicated: "You...forget it, you don't understand even if I tell you."

Murong Yan easily saw Yu Qingjia's plan, and he asked clearly, "Who do you want to ask? People from Yanzhou?"

Yu Qingjia sighed, and said, "It's my cousin. My father is a concubine. She has disliked me since she was a child, and even her great-grandmother is partial to her. There may be more troubles when I go back this time."

Murong Yan suddenly felt an inexplicable unhappiness, this emotion was so inexplicable that even he felt it was very strange. "You're moaning, you can't even sleep because of these things?"

Yu Qingjia wondered if she was just a Yu Qingya, why did she do this? What she was worried about was clearly the system behind Yu Qingya. Even she can see that Yu Qingya is just a puppet, and the real caller is the system of unknown origin.

"Forget it, it's useless to think about it now, it's time to see the trick when you encounter it." After Yu Qingjia confided, the negative emotions were swept away, and she became confident again. Since the system wants to use Yu Qingya's hands, it means that it doesn't dare to do anything to Yu Qingjia directly. In this case, her opponent is also a human being, so what is there to be afraid of? Yu Qingjia didn't believe it. She was poisoned in her dream without any precautions. Now that she was prepared, she would not be as good as an emotionless and lifeless intelligent body. And the system also said that Yu Qingjia met King Langya after returning to Yanzhou, otherwise the system would not have poisoned her to death in a hurry. Since nothing happened, then Yu Qingjia could avoid everything in advance, avoid her own death, and also avoid the encounter with Murong Yan.

A ruthless and murderous tyrant, she would marry whoever she liked, so she didn't want to stay by this kind of person's side for the rest of her life.

Yu Qingjia had a knot in her heart, so she lay down happily and went to sleep. Before she closed her eyes, she turned her head to look at the vague figure beside the bed. She smiled and said softly: "Fox spirit, I'll go to bed first, good night."

She waited with her eyes open, but the fox spirit ignored her. Yu Qingjia was used to it, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

After everything returned to silence, a low, sigh-like voice sounded in the darkness: "Good night."

In Pingchang City, a hundred miles away, Yu Wenjun was waiting anxiously. When he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he immediately struggled to get up regardless of his injuries.

"Wen Jun can't do it!" The person who came quickly took two steps and held Yu Wenjun's arm, "You are seriously injured, you should lie down and recuperate at ease, why bother with these vain rituals."

Yu Wenjun didn't bother to greet his friend anymore, he quickly grabbed his friend's hand and asked, "Is there any news for my little girl?"

The prefect of Pingchang County looked left and right, and after the waiters at the door had retreated, he whispered to Yu Wenjun in a low voice: "May Qianjin be safe, and the young master will also stay with Miss Yu."

Yu Wenjun heaved a long sigh of relief. Since Yu Qingjia was born, she has never left the sight of her family. It is unprecedented for her to be wandering outside and traveling alone like this. Although Yu Wenjun knew that he had already attracted most of the attention, and with Murong Yan over there, there would be no accidents for Yu Qingjia, but children are debts owed by parents, and Yu Wenjun didn't receive the exact news, so he couldn't rest assured.

Now that he heard that Yu Qingjia was safe, Yu Wenjun finally put his heart back in his stomach. The boulder that had troubled him for two days fell, and Yu Wenjun was now thinking about other things: "What happened to the young master?"

"Since I received your news, I have rushed to meet the young master. The spies just sent back a message saying that they have connected with the young master. Although the young master was injured a little, it is not serious."

Yu Wenjun's heart was clenched again: "Is the young master injured?"

"Small injury." The prefect of Pingchang County added helplessly after finishing speaking, "Young Master said so. Our people have not seen his injury, so we have no way of judging. Who would have thought that you would let the young master and the others run away in a panic. That one is still worried, and even made up two more killers."

Yu Wenjun was shocked when he heard this: "Two?"

"Yes." The prefect of Pingchang County and Yu Wenjun looked at each other, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes. With only one person, Murong Yan even killed two professional assassins who came prepared when he was out of weapons. The danger in this one makes people tremble just thinking about it.

Murong Yan is only fifteen this year, and his height and bones haven't grown yet. Wait for another two years, is this okay?

The two were silent for a while, and the prefect of Pingchang County took the lead to say: "Young master is courageous and resourceful, and acts decisively. This is a good thing. In the future, if you make big plans, with your master's skill and ability, you will surely be able to convince the public."

Yu Wenjun also nodded in agreement, but there was an indescribable heaviness in his heart. It is a good thing to be brave and good at fighting, but if it is too much, it will be a disaster, especially when Yu Wenjun thinks that Murong Yan's grandfather and uncle still have precedents, he can't feel at ease.

Yu Wenjun thought, after he settled down, he should arrange more lessons on the rule of benevolence for the young master. But it's too early to say these things, Murong Yan's safety is the most important thing right now.

"What should I do next, what does the young master say?"

"Young Master said that we should stay put and look for our daughter on the surface. In the past few days, there was a caravan in the guest house where he stayed. The young master watched it coldly for a few days, and planned to use the name of the caravan. Yanzhou."

"Following the caravan, that's the best thing." Yu Wenjun rest assured that those who dare to do business outside in troubled times are all skilled. Murong Yan and Yu Qingjia follow the caravan, and they can hide their whereabouts to some extent. But Yu Wenjun was still worried, and said: "That being said, it's too risky to really leave the young master alone. You arrange a few innocent people to sneak into the caravan and follow the young master and the little girl from afar. It's ashamed to say that." , my young daughter has been spoiled since she was a child, I am afraid there will be a lot of trouble along the way."

The governor of Pingchang County agreed with Yu Wenjun's plan very much. Murong Yan is the only blood of the prince. After Murong Yan disappeared, many people in the court secretly participated in it and silently covered Murong Yan. They dare not let Murong Yan make any mistakes. The prefect twirled his beard and laughed, "Brother Wen Jun is too modest, and Qianjin is brave and tenacious. He is calm and composed in the face of such accidents, almost better than adults like us. What's more, he escaped from danger this time, thanks to Liu Niangzi's protection. If not, I'm afraid this time we and the young master will be in danger."

Yu Wenjun nodded, apparently also terrified. If Yu Qingjia and Murong Yan hadn't been in the same car that day, they would never have fooled them so easily. His previous move to transfer Murong Yan was noticed by those who cared, but this time the emperor searched all over but found nothing. He must be suspicious of others, and he can be safe here for the time being.

Yu Wenjun also discussed many details with the prefect of Pingchang County, how to confuse Yecheng in the future, and at the same time, the caravan in Xisong Town was ready to go.

Murong Yan changed into his luggage and stood in front of a carriage to wait. He was covered with a long curtain, with layers of white gauze reaching to his knees, and only the hem of the plain clothes could be seen from the outside. A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes blushed and walked to the carriage of Yu Qingjia and his wife, unconsciously clutching his fingers together: "Miss Yu."

Murong Yan stood in front of the carriage and waited for Yu Qingjia. Hearing this address, his eyebrows twitched slightly.