When Murong Tai hurried over, he heard Murong Qiqi's weak and pitiful voice before he even reached Jade Bamboo Garden, "Second sister, fourth sister, stop fighting! We're all sisters, what can't we talk about! Second sister, don't, ah — — "
Murong Tai rushed in and saw Murong Qiqi clutching her chest and gasping for breath while Murong Xinlian glared at Murong Qiqi fiercely, "Trash, I don't want you to interfere! I'm going to kill this slut today! If you meddle in other people's business again, I'll kill you! "
"Rebel! Rebel! Rebel! " Murong Tai almost couldn't breathe when he saw his two daughters with disheveled hair and bloodstains on their bodies.
He was originally meeting the Li clan's eldest son, Li Yunqing, in the front hall, but he didn't expect Feicui and Zhenzhu to rush in and shout for help for their young miss, making him extremely angry. Now that he came to Jade Bamboo Garden and saw the scene of devastation and his two daughters' sorry state, Murong Tai became even angrier.
"Stop!" Murong Tai grabbed Murong Xinlian's whip with his left hand and Murong Qinglian's flexible sword with his right. With a roar, he finally stopped the two people who were fighting.
"Father!" When Murong Qinglian saw Murong Tai, her eyes immediately became hot and tears fell down, "Father, look at my face! I've been disfigured by her! You have to uphold justice for your daughter! "
Seeing Murong Qinglian complain first, Murong Xinlian almost vomited blood. Just as she was about to defend herself, she saw Li Yunqing standing at the side. With an outsider here, Murong Xinlian immediately put on her usual gentle and virtuous appearance and stood at the side pitifully. She didn't defend herself and only let her tears fall one by one.
Genius! Seeing Murong Xinlian's "little wife" appearance, Murong Qiqi couldn't help but praise this woman's acting skills from the bottom of her heart. If it was in the 21st century, she could definitely become an Oscar Best Actress.
If it wasn't for the fact that she still had to pretend to be the pitiful third miss who had been kicked in the chest, Murong Qiqi would have gone up to Murong Xinlian and given her the "Best Performance Award".
"What's going on?" Seeing his two daughters' sorry state and bloodstains on their bodies, Murong Tai frowned and said in an abnormally strict voice.
He knew that the two daughters were dissatisfied with each other, but he just treated it as a "competition" between the younger girls, and there was nothing special about it. But today, he clearly felt a strong murderous intent when the two of them attacked. This should not have happened.
"Father, it was Second Sister who attacked first! She's jealous that I'm already at the fourth dan! " Murong Qinglian did not sense Murong Tai's displeasure at all. Instead, she held his arm and continued to act like a spoiled child. "Father, Second Sister hurt me. You must punish her by making her kneel in the ancestral hall!"
Murong Xinlian had already clearly sensed that Murong Tai was truly angry, but she could not act spoiled like Murong Qinglian.
Murong Qinglian was talented in martial arts. She was only 14 years old, but she was already at the 4th dan. In this country that revered martial arts, she had the capital to be proud. Furthermore, Murong Qinglian's mother, Liu Yanzhi, had given birth to Murong Residence's only son, Murong Jun. She had an older brother to protect her, so she could speak to Murong Tai like this.
Thinking of this, Murong Xinlian knelt in front of Murong Tai, "Father, I was wrong! I originally wanted to play a joke with Fourth Sister, but this joke got bigger and bigger. I actually alarmed Father. I was wrong! "
The two daughters of the Murong family, one spoiled and the other gentle. This was the effect that Murong Xinlian wanted. The more domineering Murong Qinglian was, the more obedient and lovable she was. Presumably, not only Murong Tai, but even the surrounding people could see it clearly.
Seeing Murong Xinlian's acting, the corner of Murong Qiqi's mouth twitched. This person was truly an expert actor. If Murong Qinglian continued to be so hot-blooded, sooner or later, she would fall into Murong Xinlian's hands.
Murong Qiqi clutched her chest and watched the show. Suddenly, she felt a probing gaze sweep over her. Raising her head, Murong Qiqi saw Li Yunqing.
This man was really beautiful!
His jet-black hair hung lazily behind his ears, and a bamboo hairpin simply tied up his black hair. His jade-green clothes accentuated his tall and straight figure, making him look even more perfect. Looking at his eyes, they were as gentle as the spring breeze in May. Just a glance was enough to warm one's heart.
However, gentleness was a knife. Murong Qiqi could see the coldness in the man's eyes that were as gentle as water. This kind of man might seem gentle and affectionate, but he was actually the most heartless and the most untouchable.
Just a glance was enough to make Murong Qiqi exclude Li Yunqing from their relationship. Facing a man with a soft face and a cold heart, Murong Qiqi would unconsciously reject him.
Sensing Li Yunqing's probing gaze, Murong Qiqi lowered her eyes and clutched her chest, coughing softly. It was as if that kick had really made her sick. Murong Qiqi's cough broke the deadlock just now. Only then did Murong Tai see the pale Murong Qiqi.
Murong Tai did not have deep feelings for his daughter, Murong Qiqi. To Murong Tai, there was no special regret in this life.
He had achieved success at a young age and had a meteoric rise in his career. Later, he married the eldest daughter of the Li family, one of the four great families, and his net worth doubled. Now, he was second only to the emperor, and his eldest daughter was the imperial noble consort. Thus, he was content.
If there was one grain of sand in Murong Tai's eyes, it would be his third daughter, Murong Qiqi.
The country of West Qi revered martial arts. From the royal family to the common folk, everyone practiced martial arts and respected martial arts. The founding emperor, Emperor Gaozu, ruled the world with martial arts. In West Qi, martial arts were like the soul of the people.
In West Qi, regardless of whether one was rich or poor, as long as one was good at martial arts, one would be respected and stand out more easily.
Although Murong Tai was a scholar, he also knew some martial arts. His wives and concubines were also somewhat capable, and the children he gave birth to were all talented in martial arts.
His life could have continued to be perfect, but he just had to give birth to a freak like Murong Qiqi.
To be more precise, Murong Qiqi was a good-for-nothing. Murong Tai had given up on this daughter of his ever since she was found to be unable to practice martial arts during the physical test when she was one year old.
Although she was a woman, she could not practice martial arts. She was nothing more than a tool to warm the bed, a useless good-for-nothing.
Thus, from then on, Murong Tai abandoned Murong Qiqi in a remote courtyard and ignored her. Even though he knew that she would not steal, there must be some other reason. Even if she was the daughter of the first wife, so what?
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