Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character's Revenge

Chapter 219 The Vicious Young Lady of a Noble Family (55 pages)

The wooden box was quite large and unlocked. It was placed on the bookshelf with other wooden boxes, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Qi Ning, however, found it accurately with the system's prompts.

The system said that the wooden box contained the paintings that Qi Jingyu had secretly drawn of her.

Qi Ning opened the wooden box, and inside were indeed a series of finished paintings. The people in the paintings were none other than Qi Ning himself.

There are pictures of her practicing calligraphy and reading at Qi Jingyu's desk, sleeping on Qi Jingyu's desk, and if you flip back further, there are pictures of Qi Ning eating fruit by the fire in the small wooden house, crying with her red and swollen hands raised on the small bamboo bed, and her falling into a pit, looking up at him with teary eyes...

Normally, Qi Ning had only seen Qi Jingyu write calligraphy, but had never seen him paint. She was surprised to find that he was also quite good at painting.

When Qi Ning flipped through the pages, she saw that the paintings were so lifelike that she paused several times while flipping through them.

Qi Jingyu picked out a piece from a plate of pastries, intending to ask if it was the one Qi Ning had made herself, but suddenly realized that Qi Ning had been quiet for quite a while.

The moment he turned around, the wooden box in Qi Ning's hand "accidentally" fell to the ground, and the paintings hidden inside instantly scattered all over the floor.

Qi Jingyu watched as the paintings he had secretly drawn were scattered on the floor of the study, while Qi Ning stood by the bookshelf, looking at him with shock in his eyes.

Qi Jingyu's heart sank, and he quickly put down the pastries in his hand.

"Ning'er..."

"Second brother, what is this?" Qi Ning asked, pointing to the paintings on the ground.

"This is……"

Qi Jingyu was speechless for a moment, unsure how to explain.

Since being betrothed, Qi Ning has spent most of his time in his own courtyard and hasn't been to his study for quite some time.

Qi Jingyu opened the box last night, but carelessly forgot to put it away properly. He didn't expect Qi Ning to come over today and discover those paintings.

A man secretly painted many portraits of women, and the various details and expressions of the women in the paintings revealed the artist's feelings. Is he going to say that this is something a normal older brother would do?

He knew this reason was untenable, and even he himself wouldn't believe it if he said it aloud.

The undeniable facts are clear: this is a man's lust for a woman.

Seeing that Qi Jingyu remained silent, Qi Ning's face slowly turned red, whether from anger or shyness, it was hard to tell.

She lifted her skirt and was about to rush out of the study.

"Ning'er!" Qi Jingyu was anxious and grabbed her. "Let me explain."

"What are you explaining? I'm your own sister, how could you... how could you..."

Qi Ning shoved him, saying, "Let me out! I'm going to tell Father!"

Dongyue, who was guarding outside the door, vaguely heard the commotion inside and asked from the outside, "Miss, what happened?"

She thought Qi Ning and Qi Jingyu had a fight.

Qi Jingyu suddenly pulled Qi Ning into his arms and covered her lips with his hand.

"It's alright, you don't need to stand guard outside," Qi Jingyu said towards the door.

"Yes," Dongyue replied hesitantly.

She listened for a while longer, and seeing that it seemed to have quieted down inside, she stepped back a little.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door recede into the distance, Qi Jingyu looked down and saw Qi Ning sobbing, looking at him with eyes full of fear.

Qi Jingyu quickly released his hand from her lips: "Ning'er, don't be afraid, let me explain."

Qi Ning retorted angrily, "What explanation are you giving me? You lecherous scoundrel, you don't deserve to be my brother!"

“I am indeed not your brother,” Qi Jingyu suddenly said.

"What did you say?" Qi Ning stopped struggling.

Qi Jingyu looked down at Qi Ning and sighed inwardly.

He never intended to hide it from her, but on the one hand, there wasn't a suitable opportunity to bring it up, and on the other hand, his true identity wasn't exactly honorable.

You could even say that he is currently someone who cannot show his true face and cannot be seen in the light.

Furthermore, knowing his true identity would mean an added layer of danger.

Qi Jingyu didn't want Qi Ning to be in danger, nor did he want to implicate her. He wanted to wait until everything settled down before telling her everything.

After all, what he's trying to do might not even succeed.

If it fails, the best way to protect her is to keep her unaware.

The more you know, the greater the danger.

But this little accident happened today, which was something Qi Jingyu had not expected.

He didn't want Qi Ning to hate him or distance herself from him, so in his haste, he revealed the truth.

With things having come to this, Qi Jingyu had no choice but to repeat himself: "Ning'er, I am not your brother."

"Why? Aren't you Qi Congming's son from his concubine? Since you are Qi Congming's son, why do you say you're not my brother?"

"Because I am not Qi Congming's biological son at all."

After saying this, Qi Jingyu saw that Qi Ning had calmed down a bit, so he let go of her, took her hand, and said, "Sit down and let me explain to you slowly, okay?"

Qi Ning remained silent, seemingly indicating his tacit agreement.

Qi Jingyu led her to sit down on the couch and explained everything to her in detail.

Including his true identity and what he is planning.

Qi Ning listened silently. Qi Jingyu had indeed told her everything without reservation.

She feigned skepticism and asked, "Is everything you're saying true?"

After the incidents at the cliff and the temple, Qi Ning had come to trust him completely. But today's events shattered that trust, and she began to distrust him again.

Qi Jingyu said helplessly, "Of course it's true. What do you want me to say for you to believe me? Do you want me to swear an oath?"

He raised his hand, as if he were about to swear some solemn oath.

Qi Ning reached out and pressed his hand down, muttering, "No need, I doubt you would dare to make up something like this to deceive me."

Qi Jingyu's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed a little. He knew that Qi Ning believed what he had said.

Qi Ning then said, "But aren't you afraid I'll leak your true identity and what you're planning by telling me all this?"

“You won’t,” Qi Jingyu said confidently. “I believe you.”

Qi Ning snorted.

"So, when you said you'd find a way to prevent me from marrying Prince Qing, you were planning to seize that position, depose Prince Qing, and ruin this marriage?"

“That’s right.” Qi Jingyu nodded.

"Also, were those two people who just left your study really the martial arts instructors that Father hired for you?"

"No, they are people who conspire with me on important matters, or rather, they are my subordinates," Qi Jingyu replied without any concealment.

Qi Ning paused for a moment, then suddenly pointed to the paintings scattered on the ground and asked him, "What about these paintings?"

Qi Jingyu, who had always been able to answer any question, suddenly seemed to have Qi Ning grab his throat, and he didn't know how to respond.

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