Chapter 80: A game within a game
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Sincere preservation? Or is it another conspiracy?
Holding his knees and staring at Yu Murui with a vigilant gaze, Yu Huayan was uncomfortable, and he was suspicious in his heart.
Obviously, even in the end, she still didn't believe that the Tongqin Yu family was sincere to her. In addition to Yumo, whose life is at stake, she only needs to worry about whether her life can be saved is the key at the moment.
"Wanxin... Miss ...... "Mei'er was pushed into the car by the coachman, so she naturally felt unsettled, she nestled next to Yuhua Yan in the same corner, and after a long time, she pulled her sleeve and whispered.
Treating Yuhuayan's soft and docile Jade Murui, when she heard Mei'er still calling Yuhuayan's name of "Wanxin", she couldn't help but look at her, and finally saw Yuhuayan looking at her before she withdrew her gaze that didn't belong to her, and said softly to Mei'er:
"I said, she is my Qingxiao sister, not Mei Wanxin! With his Mei family, can he also give birth to such a beautiful beauty as Sister Qingxiao? â
When Yuhua heard this, her heart was clear.
Oh, yes! It's been three years, her appearance has become less vulgar, and the weak Yu Murui can be taken out of the house by the jade eucalyptus, so naturally there should be a change in her.
Just the glance she just glanced at Mei'er fully exposed her difference, but it was obviously her who suffered, why did Yu Murui look more like a person who was reborn after being baptized by tribulation?
Mei'er looked at the jade flowers beside her with her eyes, but the master who could fight for her didn't look at her. Yu Huayan's eyes were always staring at Yu Murui, and Mei'er, who didn't know Yu Murui at this time, of course wouldn't understand, in fact, Yu Huayan kept looking at Yu Murui like this, just protecting her.
"I said, Miss Mei'er, can you remember?"
Sure enough, under the gaze of Yu Huayan, Yu Murui was still the second lady of the Yu family who was peaceful when she saw Sister Qingxiao, her words and eyes seemed to be hypnotizing Mei'er to obey her, making Mei'er nod her head again and again.
The carriage, which had been very steady, jolted sharply inexplicably. Yuhuayan's left shoulder hit the inner wall of the carriage directly, and she couldn't help frowning tightly in pain.
"Can you still catch your car?" Yu Murui instinctively looked back in the direction of the coachman and snorted, looking at her back, Yuhua reached out and pressed Mei'er's hand pulling her sleeve without a trace.
No one on that side answered. Yuhua rubbed her aching shoulders and was suspicious.
Wonder what?
Wondering, how could Yu Eucalyptus let Yu Murui pick her up from Bizhi alone with a coachman? Doubting that since a colleague should be a confidant, how could the coachman turn a deaf ear to the master's reprimand? I wonder why they escaped from Meifu in private, why didn't they meet half of the people who chased and intercepted them along the way?
The reason why Yuhua didn't make a big move after getting into the carriage was that she was waiting for the accident to happen, and nothing happened that she expected. Isn't it, too puzzling!
Yu Murui was obviously angry, and she got up to open the curtain of the carriage to "teach" the person driving the carriage. But the moment he got up, he was trampled on the skirt by Yuhua and restricted his next move.
Even Yuhua Yan didn't know why, Tongqin Yu's family obviously had an enmity with her, and the little girl in front of her was most likely one of the people who almost killed her that day, and she actually stopped her from asking for trouble at the next moment when she felt in danger.
"Qing ......" Yu Murui looked back at the moment when she looked at Yuhuayan, as if she saw her sister who loved her in the past and loved her in the past, and she couldn't help but call out happily.
It's just that the fleeting gaze seems to be an illusion, so her "Xiao" has not been spoken. The voice stopped at the moment.
About half an hour later, the sound of Le Ma sounded in front of the car with the noise of people, and Yuhua Yan raised her feet and stood up.
When she passed by Yu Murui, Yu Murui grabbed her arm, and she glanced at her arm coldly. For some reason, Yu Murui's hand let go of her hand in the face of this unfamiliar look.
The curtain was lifted with one hand, and a faint medicinal fragrance greeted him with the breeze blowing into the carriage.
Under the light veil, Yuhua raised the corners of her mouth without being seen by others, and she felt strange when she left the Mei Mansion. The moment Mei'er was wheeled into the carriage, she thought it was her own hallucination, and it was only now that she was really sure that she was too bold to win. If you want revenge, you can't predict everything, just do it casually.
He handed his hand to the driver standing under the car, and picked her up through another disciple of the old drunkard.
Even if this medicinal fragrance is different from the remnant of Tianxian, Gu Yinfeng, or the old drunkard and the stain. But the medicinal fragrance that belongs to the master and apprentice of Yandang Valley will not change. She also guessed why she couldn't wait for anyone after half a day's hard waiting, but she didn't expect that the "shun lĂŹ" of their trip was all tied to an inconspicuous "coachman".
"I don't know what this senior brother is called?" Yuhuayan's voice was extremely low, in order not to let Mei'er and Yu Murui behind her hear the clues, her eyes wandered to the familiar street in front of her, and she looked up, and as expected, she saw that "Keyingmen" was in front of her.
"Sister Wanxin really doesn't recognize me?" Mei Junxian's voice. Mei Junxian's title, Yuhua Yan felt an indescribable shock in her heart for a while.
Did she think that Mei Junxian would not be stupid enough to trap herself in a place of no return, but she didn't expect that the stinky boy who had been "stupid and stupid" in front of her would be the disciple of the old drunkard in Yandang Valley?
What's going on?
"Senior sister, junior sister?" Just when Yuhua thought that she was wrong about the medicinal fragrance again, Mei Junxian, who had been calling her "Wanxin sister", actually called her "junior sister" like a nightmare.
Yuhua couldn't help but look sideways in shock, since Mei Junxian called her so, it showed that many things in the past three years were not as simple as they seemed on the surface. Yuhuayan's mind was in turmoil, but these things were not something she should be in a hurry to verify now.
"My brother...... It's Yumo. How is his injury now? "Yuhuayan and Mei Junxian are only the distance between the front and back feet, and at this time they have already entered the Keying Gate, while Mei'er and Yu Murui stopped their footsteps at the beginning of entering the hall gate because they bumped into Yu Eucalyptus and the domestic servant.
"Senior brother is here, junior sister is still not at ease?" Mei Junxian's usual tone of chasing after Yuhua was gone for a while, and this kind of change really made Yuhua Yan not very accustomed to it, but compared to this, she was even more angry that her three-year cultivation was always in the planning of others.
Changing his original mind for a while, Yuhuayan's footsteps were already on the stairs to the second floor, and he looked back at Mei Junxian and said, "Where is he, I want to see him!" â
Before Mei Junxian could respond, she hurriedly ran down from upstairs alone, passed by Yuhuayan, and pushed her downstairs with a heavy blow......
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