Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 239: Ridiculous to the Extreme, So Ironic

Chapter 239: Chapter 239: Ridiculous to the Extreme, So Ironic

Qin Ruan, looking distressed, turned and headed straight for the display cabinet inside the living room.

She took the red cloth off the trophy on display, carefully wiping the blood from her hand.

Her moves were measured and meticulous, not missing a single spot, the whole process was a sight to behold.

"Mu Qing, your brother has given so much for you, how could you still plot against him even till his death?"

As Qin Ruan wiped her hands, she spoke with a clear and audible tone.

"Shut up!" Mu Qing roared, her expression filled with anger and distortion.

Her facial features were aging visibly at a rate detectable by the naked eye.

Without her heart, the most essential organ, she couldn’t maintain her youthful appearance anymore.

This fueled her hatred for Qin Ruan, she wished she could tear Qin Ruan apart and swallow her flesh and blood piece by piece.

"Even if I shut up, if you enter the Netherworld, wouldn’t your foolish brother forever bear the guilt towards you?" Qin Ruan raised her head slightly as she said.

She finished cleaning the blood off her hands, then began walking slowly and deliberately towards the siblings.

"Indeed, one shouldn’t be too greedy as a human being. Things that aren’t yours will never belong to you, no matter how much you covet them. Scheming and seizing will only ever lead to a tragedy."

"Shut up! Shut up!!!"

Mu Qing struggled to rise, her secret was on the verge of being exposed.

The panic in her heart drove her on the edge of madness.

"If I shut up, how will all the filthy, disgusting things you’ve done become known?"

Qin Ruan narrowed her eyes, mockery evident in them.

Su Zijia, holding his sister tightly, remained undaunted by Qin Ruan’s words.

He gently stroked his sister’s hair, his movements full of compassion and tenderness.

He said, "I know everything, there’s no need for you to say more."

Qin Ruan looked surprised, a ripple in her eyes: "You knew?"

She knew about everything Mu Qing did because she took out her heart.

But the fact that Su Zijia knew was completely unexpected for her.

This left Qin Ruan both amazed and shocked.

"Yes, I knew."

Su Zijia looked tenderly at his sister’s aging face.

In his eyes, his sister was forever beautiful.

They were siblings tied by blood, how could he not understand her.

He understood a lot of things, he just chose not to speak.

Mu Qing, incapable of meeting Su Zijia’s gaze, uselessly fell into his arms, her hand clutching his arm was trembling.

Both Lun Wenbin and Qiao Nanyuan were left in the dark.

They didn’t understand the words being minced between them.

Only Changyuan, morphed into human form and crouched in front of Xia Yunchen, was fully focused on his master and oblivious to whatever was happening on the side.

"Brother..." Mu Qing choked out.

Su Zijia touched her head without uttering a word.

The siblings looked less than pitiful in their sorry state.

It’s as if Qin Ruan was a bully tormenting them, the feeling was rather odd.

The situation was getting tricky. Qin Ruan was a bit puzzled, "Su Zijia, if you knew everything then you should realise that your death was at her hands."

"Yes, I know," Su Zijia answered calmly.

He looked straight at Qin Ruan: "It wasn’t the martial artist who revealed Qingqing’s identity, it was her. But she has already suffered what she shouldn’t have suffered, that’s enough!"

"Not enough!" Qin Ruan interrupted forcefully: "She resents you for stealing the attention of her childhood sweetheart, jealously watching your shining appearance, but she doesn’t know about the bitterness and pain you’ve gone through behind closed doors.

Jealous of you, she wanted to take everything from you. Walking a dead-end path, even in death, she wished to drag you down with her. All these tragedies stemmed from her.

Even if you hold no grudge against her, haven’t both you siblings escaped the forbidden technique and refused to go peaceably to heaven? Countless souls have been buried by Mu Qing’s hand. To whom should their grievances appeal?

Su Zijia fell silent, gazing quietly at his sister, whose face was slowly aging in his arms.

Mu Qing was completely stunned.

Her expression was dull, the bloody mist swirling in her eyes dissipated.

"Brother, you...you knew all along?"

Su Zijia nodded slightly at her, a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

"Hahaha..." Mu Qing laughed bitterly, her laughter suffused with limitless sadness.

She immediately turned stone-faced, forcefully pushing Su Zijia away.

Mu Qing staggered, ending up awkwardly kneeling on the ground, her eyes fixed firmly on Su Zijia.

"I kindly saved you, yet you took away the man I loved. Since you arrived at Guichun Garden, even Big Brother Zhao’s eyes and heart have been filled with you. How can you be so shameless, what gives you the right to take everything that belongs to me?"

"I didn’t." Su Zijia looked baffled as he shook his head in denial.

He really hadn’t.

Mu Qing extended a withered hand, pointing at him: "You two were intimate more than once. I saw it with my own eyes!"

Su Zijia lowered his eyes, his lips pressed tightly together.

His silence was tantamount to admission, his lowered gaze as if he had a guilty conscience.

A flicker passed through Qin Ruan’s eyes. She had only seen the evil that Mu Qing had committed, but didn’t fully grasp Su Zijia’s actions.

In Mu Qing’s perspective, she too had seen Su Zijia frequently getting close to the martial artist from the Guichun Garden.

Qin Ruan’s voice disrupted the tense silence: "Su Zijia, your sister first set her sights on you after her last proposal to the martial artist was rejected. She saw you returning to the Guichun Garden in a carriage."

It was then, as you set foot in the garden being cheered by the crowd, looking as dazzling as a rich young master, that she harbored a dark mentality.

Determined to take her revenge, she wanted to snatch away everything you cherished. Knowing the affection you held for her, she framed the martial artist for betraying her to sow discord between you two."

This was a part of the story Su Zijia was not privy to.

He raised his head to look at Mu Qing, his gaze shocked, his expression a mix of sorrow and anger.

Once again, Su Zijia reiterated: "I really had nothing to do with him."

"You’re still lying to me!"

Mu Qing was filled with disappointment, tears of blood appearing in her eyes.

"I saw you emerging disheveled from his room several times, the marks on your neck so obvious! I saw clearly all the disgusting things you both did!"

"I didn’t!"

Even the normally good-tempered Su Zijia couldn’t help but raise his voice.

"I really didn’t! That martial artist of yours, he’s not a good man at all. He’s had affairs with most of the maids in Guichun Garden behind your back.

I indeed went to him a few times. What you saw of me being disheveled was because we were fighting. I was demanding an explanation from him!"

Mu Qing’s eyes widened in disbelief, her face full of shock.

Su Zijia gave a bitter smile: "He indeed harbored feelings for me, but to me, he was detestable. I loathed his insincerity towards you. I loathed him for toying with your feelings.

If you hadn’t already given your body to him, why would I tolerate his molestations, get beaten by him time and time again for your sake?"

"No, it’s impossible!"

Mu Qing’s face, drained of all the essence, was covered with deep wrinkles. The lines around her eyes were creased like a fan.

"You’re lying to me. You must be lying to me!"

How could she believe this to be a misunderstanding?

It’s all too ridiculous. It’s quite simply outrageous, a bitter irony!

The martial artist of Guichun Garden was a thorn in Mu Qing’s heart which had been there for a century, it was too painful to touch.

Every time she thought about it, she felt an excruciating pain in her heart.