From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 442: 205 Relic (First Change)_2

The central air-conditioning outlet was blowing, and a piece of drawing paper floated gently to the door.

Zhao Qin extended her hand through the door crack, quickly grabbing the painting.

At this moment, she heard Ran Qing make a call: “Zhu Mingjing, investigate for me, dig up the entire ancestry of her family.”

Zhao Qin was shocked by the maliciousness in Ran Qing’s tone, where had Ming Jing offended her mother?

Zhao Qin listened for a while, as there was no movement in the room, and she sneaked back to her own room.

Zhao Qin turned on the light and unfolded the painting. It was a fine brush painting of a young woman, with misty rain. The woman held an umbrella in one hand, wearing black clothes with black hair, appearing strong and decisive.

Looking at the woman’s face, Zhao Qin was startled.

This woman was very ordinary looking, at most considered pretty. There was a one-inch-long scar on her left cheek, stretching from her eyebrow to the corner of her eye. But amazingly, this scar, which should have been terrifying, didn’t look terrifying on the woman’s face at all.

The pair of eyes looking straight ahead were clean and beautiful, unlike her ordinary appearance. They were like the bright moon on a pine stream or the clear spring water in a mountain stream, both clean and gentle, making the scar on the left cheek appear more tender.

This painting was executed with meticulous brushwork, delicate lines, elegant colors, and smooth, powerful lines. In particular, the woman’s eyes in the painting were very realistic, lifelike, as if they were truly looking at you. Staring at these eyes for too long would subconsciously create a creeping feeling.

Zhao Qin felt as if she had seen these eyes somewhere before…

Is this woman the one her father liked? He betrayed her mother for this woman and abandoned her.

For some reason, looking at the woman’s eyes, Zhao Qin didn’t dislike her.

In a flash of inspiration, she suddenly remembered where she had seen her before.

When she was young, her mother took her to visit her uncle’s house, where she loved to play hide and seek with Butler Ran’s daughter Xiao Hua. There were many empty rooms in the Rans’ house, and she loved to crawl in and out of them, while Xiao Hua could never find her.

Once, she ran into her uncle’s study by accident, and Xiao Hua’s face turned pale with fear.

Xiao Hua told her that the Rans’ house had strict rules, and her uncle’s study was strictly forbidden. Anyone who entered without permission would be punished.

At that time, she was very young and afraid of her uncle. Hearing Xiao Hua’s words, she was even more frightened and almost cried.

She and Xiao Hua quickly prepared to sneak out, but they bumped into someone.

Thinking it was her uncle, she was so scared that she fell on her bottom.

A slender and fair hand helped her up, and a gentle voice rang in her ear, “Did you hurt yourself when you fell?”

She looked up in panic, only to see the woman’s gentle and watery gaze, filled with spring ripples, almost drowning her inside. She completely ignored the scar on the woman’s left cheek.

“You two are really naughty. Master Wen’s study is forbidden, and no one can enter. If Master Wen finds out, he will definitely punish you.”

Her mouth pouted, about to cry, but the woman shook her head and laughed, “Alright, I’m just teasing you. While Master Wen is still away, you’d better leave quickly.”

She trembled and asked, “Are you really not going to tell Uncle?”

The woman smiled mischievously, and gently rubbed her nose, “Sister never lies.”

“Then let’s make a vow.”

“Alright.” Their fingers hooked together.

The little girl said sweetly, “Hook your finger for a hundred years, no lying allowed, whoever lies is a dog.”

“Alright, whoever lies is a dog.”

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the living room. The woman immediately ran out of the study with a leap, her toes hooked and closed the study door, swiftly moving the two of them to a hidden corner.

“Shh, don’t make a sound. Wait for a while before coming out, understand?”

Both little heads nodded obediently.

As she hid behind the flower vase, she heard a series of hurried footsteps, and her heart raced anxiously.

“Yu Jiang, follow me.” It was the stern and majestic voice of her uncle, even listening from a distance made her shiver.

“Yes.” It was a very cold female voice, and she could hardly believe it belonged to the gentle woman she had just seen.

In her narrow line of sight, she saw a pair of black boots walking away along the floor. It felt like a long, long time ago, with the memories black and white without any colors.”Xiao Hua, who is she?”

Xiao Hua answered something, but she just couldn’t remember it.

Zhao Qin suddenly sat up from the bed. It was raining heavily outside the window. She sat blankly on the bed, her fingers trembling as she flipped through her contacts and dialed a number.

The heavy rain poured outside the window, lightning flashed and thunder roared. A flash of white light illuminated her cold sweat on her forehead and her swallowing throat.

After a long ring, the call finally connected at the last moment. A groggy and dissatisfied voice of a girl came from the phone: “Who is it? What’s wrong with you calling in the middle of the night?”

“Xiao Hua. It’s me.”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and the girl suddenly screamed, “Miss … Miss? Why are you calling me in the middle of the night? Is something wrong?”

“Do you still remember when we were playing hide and seek at the Rans’ place when we were children, we bumped into a woman in the Master’s study. She didn’t blame us and even concealed it for us. Yes, she had a scar on her left face.”

Xiao Hua hesitated, “Miss, why are you asking this?”

“I’m just asking you, do you still remember?” Zhao Qin emphasized.

“Remember … remember, but….”

“What’s her name?”

“Miss, why do you want to ask her?” Xiao Hua lowered her voice, accompanied by the sound of wind and rain, it was a bit blurred.

“This person is taboo in the Rans. No one can mention her. Miss, it’s better not to ask.”

“Is her name Yu Jiang?”

Xiao Hua was silent.

“I finally know.”

Zhao Qin had heard of Yu Jiang. After all, no matter how taboo, she couldn’t stop the discussions of the servants below. But Zhao Qin had always thought that this Yu Jiang was just like Ji Chang, Shou Chang, and others, just a subordinate of the master.

It turns out she was a woman.

With the series of abnormalities her mother showed tonight, Zhao Qin finally deduced a rough idea.

There must be some connection between Yu Jiang, Ming Jing, and Xi Yu.

Zhao Qin suddenly threw off the quilt, got out of bed, found the painting, turned on the light, and looked at it carefully again.

A flash of white light split the darkness of the room, and in the residual white light, Zhao Qin tightly gripped the edge of the paper.

No wonder she always felt that the eyes of the person in the painting were familiar, as well as those of Yu Jiang and Ming Jing in her memory.

That kind of gentleness like spring rain and the clean melancholy of autumn frost and winter snow were almost identical.

A muffled thunder roared in the sky.

Those eyes gradually merged with the eyes of the young man in black, appearing more slender and colder…

That was Xi Yu.

After applying the medicine to his wounds, Number Eighteen walked out, and the young girl stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The heavy rain outside the window was pouring down, and the storm was slamming against the window.

The strong wind roared, only highlighting the girl’s cold and ethereal silhouette even more.

Number Eighteen pursed his lips, walked over and said, “I heard their conversation, that final move, The Rushing Waves, might bring you trouble.”

Number Eighteen’s greatest advantage was his excellent hearing.

This also caused trouble for his sleep, especially in the mountains. The sound insulation of houses in the city was better, allowing him to sleep well.

He didn’t want to use The Rushing Waves, but Ye Feng had forced his hand.

“I taught you to use it for a reason.” The girl’s indifferent voice mixed with the sound of the wind and rain, making it somewhat unclear.

Number Eighteen hesitated, “Did you do it on purpose?”