Chapter 29.2
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29. Wrapping up (2)
Yu Qingjia tinkled and packed the medicine and wine bottles away. When Murong Yan was finally free from her, he hurried to put on his clothes, while buttoning up his collar to the highest. The corner of Yu Qingjia’s eyes immediately flickered, and when she turned back again Murong Yan was already fully clothed, she was stunned and asked, “How was it? Did the injury still hurt?”
‘Did it hurt?’
Murong Yan really did not notice, he nodded at her casually with a cold face, “It’s okay.”
“That’s good.” She was focused on dealing with his injury so she didn’t feel it, but now that he was finally back to his neat and tidy appearance, Yu Qingjia couldn’t help but feel embarrassed at the fact that she was just in a close proximity with a man, and even had to wrap her arms around him at some point. Both of them sat down separately, Yu Qingjia lowered her head to organize the medicine box, while Murong Yan fixedly looked at the vase outside the partition, and neither of them spoke.
Yu Qingjia’s face was burning up, she had the intention to alleviate the awkward atmosphere and deliberately asked, “I haven’t asked what your real name was earlier? Since you are not…you know, then I guess your identity is also fabricated.”
‘My Name?’
Murong Yan pondered for a moment, then said, “Jing Huan is a character of my name, so just keep using it.”
Yu Qingjia let out a low “Oh”. She immediately recalled Murong Yan’s life experience, his parents were killed, his uncle took over the family property and intended to kill him to exterminate all the witnesses, he was burdened with a blood feud, no wonder he always looked cold. Yu Qingjia felt pity in her heart and said softly, “In fact, I also lost my mother at a very young age. My father was the heir to two households, and it was difficult for him to use them both, so when I was young I often saw my mother sitting alone under the lamp sewing for my father, she was waiting all night for him. Even so, Yu Laojun would always pick on her, and my father, who felt sorry for my mother, stood up for her every time. Laojun and my Aunt wouldn’t say anything in front of him, but when he turned around, they would make things even more difficult for her. Later, my father gradually did not dare to say anything, he could only secretly come to see us in private, but even so, my mother still did not survive. When I turned ten, she finally succumbed to her illness.”
Murong Yan was obviously stunned, and Yu Qingjia’s hand was combing the belt in her hand, she looked up at Murong Yan, pursed her lips and smiled at him, both her eyebrows and eyes curved, “You see, every family has their own difficulty, my childhood is also very bad. But these bad things will eventually come to pass, and our days will get even better and better. We exchanged one secret for another, you told me yours, and I also told you mine. So now we are even, no one is allowed to be sad, ok?”
Murong Yan didn’t know what to say about this silly girl. He lied to her, but she foolishly believed it, and even opened up her own wounds for him to see. Yu Qingjia saw that Murong Yan was just staring at her intently and didn’t say anything. She thought that he was still a bit upset, so she stretched out her little finger and said with a smile, “A gentleman’s word is like a promise, so no one is allowed to think about the past anymore. Let’s seal it with a hook?”
It was rare for Murong Yan to feel something similar to a gentle heart. He looked down at the slender finger that was reaching out to him, Yu Qingjia saw him in a daze, so he wriggled her pinky finger gently. So he had no choice but to comply and stretch out his hand and hook his pinky finger with her like a fool.
As soon as he saw Murong Yan stretching his hand over, Yu Qingjia immediately hooked his pinky finger, with great force. She was afraid that he might regret doing it again. The sound of her pulling while hooking their fingers was so embarrassing, and Murong didn’t know why he even agreed to it. But she always had that ability to make people go along with her foolishness, and even Murong Yan is hardly an exception. Yu Qingjia was satisfied and loosened her fingers, she carefully observed Murong Yan’s expression and found that he was indeed much more relaxed and no longer as tense as before.
Yu Qingjia’s heart was greatly relieved and she asked tentatively, “Then from now on, shall I continue to call you Jing Huan?”
“Mm.” Murong Yan never had the virtue of being a man of his word and a gentleman of his promise, but at this moment he felt sorry for her, Yu Qingjia really wanted to understand him, but he was lying to her. He suddenly did not want to deceive her any further, so he said, “I can not tell you my real name now, but when the time is right, I will personally confess my family name, and property in front of you. For now… I’m sorry.”
Yu Qingjia was stunned, she really didn’t expect that someone as domineering as the fox spirit would say sorry to her. She froze for a moment and suddenly smiled, “It’s nothing, I’m already satisfied that you’re willing to tell me the truth. I’ll wait for the day when you’re finally willing to tell me.”
It was already late, and Yu Qingjia could no longer stay inside this courtyard, since it was actually a man’s. She picked up the medicine box and was about to head out, but when she was about to open the door, she was suddenly called out by Murong Yan. The androgynous looking young man stood in the deep darkness, with the vast moonlight illuminating his extremely slender figure, “Why didn’t you ask me what I went to do today, and how I got injured?”
Of course Yu Qingjia wanted to know, this matter had continued to press over her heart the entire night. She knew how capable Murong Yan was, and just looking at his injury, she knew that the matter wouldn’t be so simple. Especially since it even alarmed Prince Yingchuan himself. No matter from which angle you look, tonight’s incident itself was extremely disturbing. However, she knows that everyone has their own secret, they have things that they don’t want others to know, and Murong Yan has no obligation to explain anything to her, so Yu Qingjia only smiled and said, “I also have my own secrets that I have not told you about, so to be fair, you can also not tell me anything. I’m leaving, good night.”
Murong Yan stood quietly in the courtyard, just listening to the clumsy footsteps slowly receding away.
She gently pushed open the door, looked around quietly, and then pushed open the window and jumped back to her own room. A long time after Yu Qingjia left had passed, the moonlight was quietly covered by the clouds and now it was already broken away but Murong Yan was still quietly standing there thinking about one thing.
‘Yu Qingjia had a secret she hadn’t told him? What is it?’
(T/N: You can really see with these small interactions that Murong had really softened up. He used to be rigid but now he started conceding to one of her whims, and it just continued. The more I think about it, the more devastated I would be, If Yu Qingjia’s Precognitive dream did come to pass.They actually made a promise like this, and in the end she died without really knowing who he was. It was just sad. I can understand why Murong Yan would spiral downhill after that. She was literally his leash. A breath of fresh air in his bleak existence, and Yu Qingya and the system just had to ruin that.)
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29. Wrapping up (2)
Yu Qingjia tinkled and packed the medicine and wine bottles away. When Murong Yan was finally free from her, he hurried to put on his clothes, while buttoning up his collar to the highest. The corner of Yu Qingjia’s eyes immediately flickered, and when she turned back again Murong Yan was already fully clothed, she was stunned and asked, “How was it? Did the injury still hurt?”
‘Did it hurt?’
Murong Yan really did not notice, he nodded at her casually with a cold face, “It’s okay.”
“That’s good.” She was focused on dealing with his injury so she didn’t feel it, but now that he was finally back to his neat and tidy appearance, Yu Qingjia couldn’t help but feel embarrassed at the fact that she was just in a close proximity with a man, and even had to wrap her arms around him at some point. Both of them sat down separately, Yu Qingjia lowered her head to organize the medicine box, while Murong Yan fixedly looked at the vase outside the partition, and neither of them spoke.
Yu Qingjia’s face was burning up, she had the intention to alleviate the awkward atmosphere and deliberately asked, “I haven’t asked what your real name was earlier? Since you are not…you know, then I guess your identity is also fabricated.”
‘My Name?’
Murong Yan pondered for a moment, then said, “Jing Huan is a character of my name, so just keep using it.”
Yu Qingjia let out a low “Oh”. She immediately recalled Murong Yan’s life experience, his parents were killed, his uncle took over the family property and intended to kill him to exterminate all the witnesses, he was burdened with a blood feud, no wonder he always looked cold. Yu Qingjia felt pity in her heart and said softly, “In fact, I also lost my mother at a very young age. My father was the heir to two households, and it was difficult for him to use them both, so when I was young I often saw my mother sitting alone under the lamp sewing for my father, she was waiting all night for him. Even so, Yu Laojun would always pick on her, and my father, who felt sorry for my mother, stood up for her every time. Laojun and my Aunt wouldn’t say anything in front of him, but when he turned around, they would make things even more difficult for her. Later, my father gradually did not dare to say anything, he could only secretly come to see us in private, but even so, my mother still did not survive. When I turned ten, she finally succumbed to her illness.”
Murong Yan was obviously stunned, and Yu Qingjia’s hand was combing the belt in her hand, she looked up at Murong Yan, pursed her lips and smiled at him, both her eyebrows and eyes curved, “You see, every family has their own difficulty, my childhood is also very bad. But these bad things will eventually come to pass, and our days will get even better and better. We exchanged one secret for another, you told me yours, and I also told you mine. So now we are even, no one is allowed to be sad, ok?”
Murong Yan didn’t know what to say about this silly girl. He lied to her, but she foolishly believed it, and even opened up her own wounds for him to see. Yu Qingjia saw that Murong Yan was just staring at her intently and didn’t say anything. She thought that he was still a bit upset, so she stretched out her little finger and said with a smile, “A gentleman’s word is like a promise, so no one is allowed to think about the past anymore. Let’s seal it with a hook?”
It was rare for Murong Yan to feel something similar to a gentle heart. He looked down at the slender finger that was reaching out to him, Yu Qingjia saw him in a daze, so he wriggled her pinky finger gently. So he had no choice but to comply and stretch out his hand and hook his pinky finger with her like a fool.
As soon as he saw Murong Yan stretching his hand over, Yu Qingjia immediately hooked his pinky finger, with great force. She was afraid that he might regret doing it again. The sound of her pulling while hooking their fingers was so embarrassing, and Murong didn’t know why he even agreed to it. But she always had that ability to make people go along with her foolishness, and even Murong Yan is hardly an exception. Yu Qingjia was satisfied and loosened her fingers, she carefully observed Murong Yan’s expression and found that he was indeed much more relaxed and no longer as tense as before.
Yu Qingjia’s heart was greatly relieved and she asked tentatively, “Then from now on, shall I continue to call you Jing Huan?”
“Mm.” Murong Yan never had the virtue of being a man of his word and a gentleman of his promise, but at this moment he felt sorry for her, Yu Qingjia really wanted to understand him, but he was lying to her. He suddenly did not want to deceive her any further, so he said, “I can not tell you my real name now, but when the time is right, I will personally confess my family name, and property in front of you. For now… I’m sorry.”
Yu Qingjia was stunned, she really didn’t expect that someone as domineering as the fox spirit would say sorry to her. She froze for a moment and suddenly smiled, “It’s nothing, I’m already satisfied that you’re willing to tell me the truth. I’ll wait for the day when you’re finally willing to tell me.”
It was already late, and Yu Qingjia could no longer stay inside this courtyard, since it was actually a man’s. She picked up the medicine box and was about to head out, but when she was about to open the door, she was suddenly called out by Murong Yan. The androgynous looking young man stood in the deep darkness, with the vast moonlight illuminating his extremely slender figure, “Why didn’t you ask me what I went to do today, and how I got injured?”
Of course Yu Qingjia wanted to know, this matter had continued to press over her heart the entire night. She knew how capable Murong Yan was, and just looking at his injury, she knew that the matter wouldn’t be so simple. Especially since it even alarmed Prince Yingchuan himself. No matter from which angle you look, tonight’s incident itself was extremely disturbing. However, she knows that everyone has their own secret, they have things that they don’t want others to know, and Murong Yan has no obligation to explain anything to her, so Yu Qingjia only smiled and said, “I also have my own secrets that I have not told you about, so to be fair, you can also not tell me anything. I’m leaving, good night.”
Murong Yan stood quietly in the courtyard, just listening to the clumsy footsteps slowly receding away.
She gently pushed open the door, looked around quietly, and then pushed open the window and jumped back to her own room. A long time after Yu Qingjia left had passed, the moonlight was quietly covered by the clouds and now it was already broken away but Murong Yan was still quietly standing there thinking about one thing.
‘Yu Qingjia had a secret she hadn’t told him? What is it?’
(T/N: You can really see with these small interactions that Murong had really softened up. He used to be rigid but now he started conceding to one of her whims, and it just continued. The more I think about it, the more devastated I would be, If Yu Qingjia’s Precognitive dream did come to pass.They actually made a promise like this, and in the end she died without really knowing who he was. It was just sad. I can understand why Murong Yan would spiral downhill after that. She was literally his leash. A breath of fresh air in his bleak existence, and Yu Qingya and the system just had to ruin that.)
29. Wrapping up 2Yu Qingjia tinkled and packed the medicine and wine bottles away. When Murong Yan was finally free from her, he hurried to put on his clothes, while buttoning up his collar to the highest. The corner of Yu Qingjia's eyes immediately flickered, and when she turned back again Murong Yan was already fully clothed, she was stunned and asked, How was it? Did the injury still hurt?Did it hurt?'Murong Yan really did not notice, he nodded at her casually with a cold face, It's okay.That's good. She was focused on dealing with his injury so she didn't feel it, but now that he was finally back to his neat and tidy appearance, Yu Qingjia couldn't help but feel embarrassed at the fact that she was just in a close proximity with a man, and even had to wrap her arms around him at some point. Both of them sat down separately, Yu Qingjia lowered her head to organize the medicine box, while Murong Yan fixedly looked at the vase outside the partition, and neither of them spoke.Yu Qingjia's face was burning up, she had the intention to alleviate the awkward atmosphere and deliberately asked, I haven't asked what your real name was earlier? Since you are notyou know, then I guess your identity is also fabricated.My Name?'Murong Yan pondered for a moment, then said, Jing Huan is a character of my name, so just keep using it.Yu Qingjia let out a low Oh. She immediately recalled Murong Yan's life experience, his parents were killed, his uncle took over the family property and intended to kill him to exterminate all the witnesses, he was burdened with a blood feud, no wonder he always looked cold. Yu Qingjia felt pity in her heart and said softly, In fact, I also lost my mother at a very young age. My father was the heir to two households, and it was difficult for him to use them both, so when I was young I often saw my mother sitting alone under the lamp sewing for my father, she was waiting all night for him. Even so, Yu Laojun would always pick on her, and my father, who felt sorry for my mother, stood up for her every time. Laojun and my Aunt wouldn't say anything in front of him, but when he turned around, they would make things even more difficult for her. Later, my father gradually did not dare to say anything, he could only secretly come to see us in private, but even so, my mother still did not survive. When I turned ten, she finally succumbed to her illness.Murong Yan was obviously stunned, and Yu Qingjia's hand was combing the belt in her hand, she looked up at Murong Yan, pursed her lips and smiled at him, both her eyebrows and eyes curved, You see, every family has their own difficulty, my childhood is also very bad. But these bad things will eventually come to pass, and our days will get even better and better. We exchanged one secret for another, you told me yours, and I also told you mine. So now we are even, no one is allowed to be sad, ok?Murong Yan didn't know what to say about this silly girl. He lied to her, but she foolishly believed it, and even opened up her own wounds for him to see. Yu Qingjia saw that Murong Yan was just staring at her intently and didn't say anything. She thought that he was still a bit upset, so she stretched out her little finger and said with a smile, A gentleman's word is like a promise, so no one is allowed to think about the past anymore. Let's seal it with a hook?It was rare for Murong Yan to feel something similar to a gentle heart. He looked down at the slender finger that was reaching out to him, Yu Qingjia saw him in a daze, so he wriggled her pinky finger gently. So he had no choice but to comply and stretch out his hand and hook his pinky finger with her like a fool.As soon as he saw Murong Yan stretching his hand over, Yu Qingjia immediately hooked his pinky finger, with great force. She was afraid that he might regret doing it again. The sound of her pulling while hooking their fingers was so embarrassing, and Murong didn't know why he even agreed to it. But she always had that ability to make people go along with her foolishness, and even Murong Yan is hardly an exception. Yu Qingjia was satisfied and loosened her fingers, she carefully observed Murong Yan's expression and found that he was indeed much more relaxed and no longer as tense as before.Yu Qingjia's heart was greatly relieved and she asked tentatively, Then from now on, shall I continue to call you Jing Huan?Mm. Murong Yan never had the virtue of being a man of his word and a gentleman of his promise, but at this moment he felt sorry for her, Yu Qingjia really wanted to understand him, but he was lying to her. He suddenly did not want to deceive her any further, so he said, I can not tell you my real name now, but when the time is right, I will personally confess my family name, and property in front of you. For now I'm sorry.Yu Qingjia was stunned, she really didn't expect that someone as domineering as the fox spirit would say sorry to her. She froze for a moment and suddenly smiled, It's nothing, I'm already satisfied that you're willing to tell me the truth. I'll wait for the day when you're finally willing to tell me.It was already late, and Yu Qingjia could no longer stay inside this courtyard, since it was actually a man's. She picked up the medicine box and was about to head out, but when she was about to open the door, she was suddenly called out by Murong Yan. The androgynous looking young man stood in the deep darkness, with the vast moonlight illuminating his extremely slender figure, Why didn't you ask me what I went to do today, and how I got injured?Of course Yu Qingjia wanted to know, this matter had continued to press over her heart the entire night. She knew how capable Murong Yan was, and just looking at his injury, she knew that the matter wouldn't be so simple. Especially since it even alarmed Prince Yingchuan himself. No matter from which angle you look, tonight's incident itself was extremely disturbing. However, she knows that everyone has their own secret, they have things that they don't want others to know, and Murong Yan has no obligation to explain anything to her, so Yu Qingjia only smiled and said, I also have my own secrets that I have not told you about, so to be fair, you can also not tell me anything. I'm leaving, good night.Murong Yan stood quietly in the courtyard, just listening to the clumsy footsteps slowly receding away.She gently pushed open the door, looked around quietly, and then pushed open the window and jumped back to her own room. A long time after Yu Qingjia left had passed, the moonlight was quietly covered by the clouds and now it was already broken away but Murong Yan was still quietly standing there thinking about one thing.Yu Qingjia had a secret she hadn't told him? What is it?'T/N: You can really see with these small interactions that Murong had really softened up. He used to be rigid but now he started conceding to one of her whims, and it just continued. The more I think about it, the more devastated I would be, If Yu Qingjia's Precognitive dream did come to pass.They actually made a promise like this, and in the end she died without really knowing who he was. It was just sad. I can understand why Murong Yan would spiral downhill after that. She was literally his leash. A breath of fresh air in his bleak existence, and Yu Qingya and the system just had to ruin that.
