C131 Giving

"I didn't know that the Miss Xie knew how to drink tea. Saying so, she laughed softly.

Xie Qingrong's cold and indifferent eyes twitched slightly, a look of disdain flashed past her eyes. She picked up the cup of green tea that Xuanyuan Chen had just savored, took a shallow sip, and said with a smile yet not a smile: "There are still a lot of things that Miss Ye does not know."

Coldly and indifferently, he counterattacked Ye Ningyu's unhappiness and ridicule.

"I wonder if I have the honor to seek guidance from Miss Xie."

Ye Ningyu's right hand directly attacked towards Xie Qingrong's direction with a sharp hatred and killing intent.

In the early years, Ye Jiaze had taught Ye Ningyu a few self-defense techniques, but these techniques could only be used when one was caught off-guard, and only when one was unprepared.

She was sure that Xie Qingrong did not have the ability to retaliate, which was why she used this life-saving technique.

Unfortunately, she had overestimated herself and also underestimated Xie Qingrong.

Xie Qingrong threw the teacup in her hand towards the direction of Ye Ningyu's right hand. The hot water had burned Ye Ningyu's hand, causing the teacup to fall to the ground with a thud.

Ye Ningyu's white and tender hands were scalding hot on the teacup, it was so hot that it turned red. Ye Ningyu's eyes were filled with tears, the anger in the depths of her eyes was slowly spreading, she stared fiercely at Xie Qingrong, "Xie Qingrong, you actually dared to hurt me!"

Xie Qingrong leisurely took out a handkerchief from her chest pocket and walked in front of Ye Ningyu, helping him to bandage his injured right hand. Just as she was touching the back of Ye Ningyu's hand, Ye Ningyu suddenly extended his hand out, raising her eyebrows fiercely, she asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"

Seeing Ye Ningyu's resistance, Xie Qingrong immediately shoved the handkerchief to Ye Ningyu's left hand side. She curled her lips and said with a light smile, "For King Jing's sake, this time, I'll temporarily forgive you. "If there's a next time, it won't be as simple as just getting burned."

Although Xie Qingrong was smiling, her smiling eyes were still unfocused. Traces of ridicule were hanging from the corners of her mouth.

From the very beginning, Xuanyuan Jing had only taken a sip from the teacup in his hands. He had always been watching Ye Ningyu make a good show, and upon seeing Ye Ningyu lose face, a trace of ridicule condensed at the corner of his mouth.

In the end, Ye Ningyu even tried to sneak an attack on Xie Qingrong when she was not paying attention. It was a pity that her opponent was Xie Qingrong, this was something she had never realized.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Jing suddenly spoke out, "This king does not know, but Miss Xie is actually giving this king so much face."

Xie Qingrong raised her eyebrows, a meaningful look appeared in her dark eyes: "After all, she's someone that the King Jing has brought, if there's anything bad, the crime of being the King Jing is huge."

What a sharp tongued lass. It's such a pity that this kind of woman was given to Xuanyuan Chen.

A look of pity flashed past Xuanyuan Jing's eyes.

Ye Ningyu heard the conversation between Xuanyuan Jing and Xie Qingrong as if there was no one else around, his nails tightly gripped his palms, he did not even know if he was in pain. Did these two think he was dead?

He was the dignified Palace's direct daughter, how could he ever be afraid of her?

"I don't need your fake kindness." Ye Ningyu said fiercely.

"Heh." Xie Qingrong laughed coldly, this Ye Ningyu was truly a rotten wood that couldn't be cut. She had given her such an obvious way out, wanting to jump out to seek death. It made people's hands itch uncontrollably, making them want to give her a good beating.

Thinking about that, Xie Qingrong took a step forward, and fiercely pressed her finger on the place where Ye Ningyu was scalded.

"Ah — —" Ye Ningyu cried out in pain, her beautiful face contorted in pain as she berated Xie Qingrong, "Xie Qingrong, you wicked woman, what are you trying to do?"

"Does it hurt?" Xie Qingrong asked softly, her voice soft, like the whispers of a lover. Ye Ningyu glared at Xie Qingrong fiercely, "Is it painful?

Xie Qingrong said coldly: "Pain? That's right. Do you think I don't know what the purpose of that move was? If I were just a weak girl, I might be the one getting hurt. "

Ye Ningyu loudly retorted, "But you're not injured right now!"

Heh, Xie Qingrong laughed coldly at the bottom of her heart, she's so stubborn. She reached out her hand, pinched Ye Ningyu's chin, raised it, and carefully examined it. She changed her tone and was full of sarcasm, "It's a pity that you're so stupid and stubborn."

When he finished speaking, he released his grip on Ye Ningyu's hand, took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped it. It was as if he had been stained with something dirty, and a trace of disgust appeared in his eyes.

Ye Ningyu was so disgusted by Xie Qingrong's actions that her entire body was trembling. She could only hate herself for not having the proper martial arts, otherwise she would definitely teach this vicious woman a lesson!

"A Rong, come here." Unknowingly when, Xuanyuan Chen had already put down the teacup that he had been holding in his hand, and with a slight smile on his face, he called out to Xie Qingrong.

Xie Qingrong turned back, returned to Xuanyuan Chen's side, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?" It was vastly different from the smile she gave when she looked at Ye Ningyu wickedly.

"Give me your hand."

Xie Qingrong did not understand as she handed her delicate hand over to Xuanyuan Chen. Xuanyuan Chen took out his own handkerchief and carefully wiped off Xie Qingrong's fingers from the inside to the outside, not letting go of even the cracks on his fingernails.

After he was done wiping, he threw the handkerchief on the ground without any mercy.

He gave a shallow smile and said, "It's clean."

Ye Ningyu stared at Xuanyuan Chen's actions, and felt as if his entire being had been thrown to the ground, and stepped on ruthlessly. This man who was as handsome as a god had never taken her seriously.

His heart felt as if it was being torn apart, and it hurt terribly.

Finally, as if she could not bear the pain anymore, she covered her mouth to prevent her sobs from being heard, and quickly left this place which caused her to suffocate.

Xuanyuan Jing curled his lips, his smile was cold and the meaning in his eyes was unclear, "Third Brother and Miss Xie, they really love each other dearly."

Xuanyuan Chen laughed lightly: "You flatter me."

"Third brother, please make a trip with this king. As for this Miss Xie, please feel free to do so." Xuanyuan Jing said.

Xuanyuan Chen followed Xuanyuan Jing to the rear courtyard. In the rear courtyard, there were several large trees with luxuriant branches and luxuriant leaves, and when the sunlight passed through the treetops, mottled shadows would be reflected on the ground.

"I wonder what business do you have with This King?" Xuanyuan Chen asked.

"What do you think of this Qingcheng City Lord, third brother?" Xuanyuan Jing did not answer, but asked a question in reply.

"Hmm?" Xuanyuan Chen seemed to be suspicious, as he did not understand what Xuanyuan Jing meant.

Xuanyuan Jing smiled, then took out a letter from his bosom and handed it over to Xuanyuan Chen. Xuanyuan Chen accepted the letter in confusion and took out the letter, which listed the contributions Sun Dening had made to Qingcheng over the years.