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Chapter 159 Compassion

As expected, the other party was so shocked that he opened his eyes and opened his mouth. He pointed at Yu Qingfeng and asked, "You, you actually connected with me... who are you? I've never seen you before!"

"I'm new here." Yu Qingfeng continued to act stupid, pretending that she couldn't see Yao Dingshan's luxurious clothes.

Yao Dingshan looked Yu Qingfeng up and down, even circling her, with a malicious smile gradually settling in his eyes.

"It's interesting." Yao Dingshan rolled his eyes and muttered obscenely.

Before Yu Qingfeng had time to react, she was suddenly attacked from behind by Yao Dingshan and hugged her.

"Don't know me? Okay, I'll let you get to know me." Yao Dingshan's hand began to move.

Yu Qingfeng instinctively used her arms to protect her chest, and moved accordingly to resist Yao Dingshan's hands.

In such a comparison, Dalinzi, who also covets him, is simply a humble gentleman.

Yao Dingshan has such a pair of parents. He is born with genetic disadvantages. Coupled with acquired environmental influences, to put it bluntly, his parents are doting on him. It is not surprising that he will grow up to be an arrogant and wretched gangster.

Originally, Yu Qingfeng believed that Yao Dingshan was a pure victim, but now that she thought about it, if this guy hadn't been weak, he might still be so tyrannical in the land of fish and meat.

Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. Yu Qingfeng tried to use force, pulled out an arm, found the right position, and pinched Yao Dingshan's arm.

"Ah——" Yao Dingshan screamed in pain and opened his arms.

For three years, he has had blood transfusions every now and then. The skin tissue on Yao Dingshan’s arm must have become indurated. If he had had blood transfusions recently, it would definitely hurt at the touch.

Yao Dingshan was evil-minded but not powerful. No one in the whole family dared to fight against him. He thought he was really invincible. Little did he know that a weak woman like Yu Qingfeng could easily control him, a sick man with chronic anemia.

Yao Dingshan was so angry that he covered the wound on his left arm with his right hand and opened his mouth to scream.

If Yao Dingshan really wanted to call someone here, Yu Qingfeng would have lost all her efforts and had to stop him in time. How to do it in time? Yu Qingfeng relied on instinct and directly covered Yao Dingshan's mouth.

"There's something wrong with you!" Yu Qingfeng quickly attracted Yao Dingshan's attention, "You seem to have fallen prey to the art of hating victory!"

The anger in Yao Dingshan's eyes instantly turned into surprise.

"How about I let go, but you can't scream?" Yu Qingfeng negotiated terms with Yao Dingshan.

Yao Dingshan nodded vigorously.

Yu Qingfeng slowly released her hand covering Yao Dingshan's mouth.

"How do you know? Who are you?" As soon as his mouth was free again, Yao Dingshan asked urgently, and the obscenity in his eyes was gone.

"I have also been cursed by the victory-hating technique! To put it bluntly, I have also been cursed. During the days when I was cursed, I had headaches all day long, and I could feel some relief after bloodletting."

Yao Dingshan ignored the pain in his arms and stood up, grabbing Yu Qingfeng's shoulders as if he was afraid that she would run away, "What's going on?"

"I am a concubine. The eldest lady was jealous of my mother. In order to protect me in her belly, my mother secretly escaped. My mother and I lived together for eighteen years. Until recently, the eldest lady learned of my existence and used the art of hating victory.

Curse me.

"She sent people to hunt down our mother and daughter. In order to save me, my mother... I gave half of the remaining steamed bun to a down-and-out Taoist priest on the way to escape. In return, he told me that I have the art of aversion to victory.

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"At that time, I happened to have a headache, and the Taoist priest bled me, and I felt relieved. After I recovered, I asked the priest what the art of hating victory was, and why there was improvement after bloodletting. The Taoist priest told me that I was cursed by blood.

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Yao Dingshan was so absorbed in what he heard that he couldn't even feel the blood seeping from his sleeves.

Yu Qingfeng saw Yao Dingshan bleeding first. It seemed that she had exerted too much force just now, or that Yao Dingshan had just bled and transfused blood not long ago, and the wound had not healed yet.

"Say, keep talking!" Seeing Yu Qingfeng stop, Yao Dingshan hurriedly urged.

Yu Qingfeng pointed to Yao Dingshan's arm, "Find a secluded place to discuss in detail, and also treat your wound. Your condition seems to be more serious than mine. Isn't the bleeding wound huge?"

As soon as Yao Dingshan heard this, his eyes burst into tears and his mouth puckered to cry. This shows how painful and aggrieved he has been in the past three years.

"Go back to my room and tell me. Don't worry, I will never cheat on you. We, we are in the same boat!"

Yu Qingfeng followed Yao Dingshan and sighed silently. Sure enough, in the face of life, death and curse, lust is just a cloud.

After entering the room, Yao Dingshan sat down, rolled up his sleeves, and showed his wounds to Yu Qingfeng.

Sure enough, just as Yu Qingfeng thought, the wound had bulged, and the skin became like dry tree bark. There was a crack in it, and blood was oozing out.

Yao Dingshan pointed to the cabinet beside him, "Where is the gauze?"

When Yu Qingfeng opened the cabinet door, what she saw were all kinds of gauze and medicine bottles, as well as a shocking dozen of goose quills.

"Tell me quickly, how did you get the curse and how did you solve it?" Yao Dingshan urged.

Yu Qingfeng narrated while wrapping the skin: "The Taoist priest told me that the so-called blood curse is that the person who cursed me took my blood, infected the doll made of white cloth, and cast the secret curse. The Taoist priest asked me if my blood had been taken by my enemy.

"But when I think about it carefully, even though the eldest lady sent people to capture us mother and daughter, we did not confront them directly, and there was no bloodshed. It was just that my mother took the initiative to show up in order to help me buy time to escape. As a result, I watched helplessly

I watched them beat my mother to death.

"The Taoist priest said that's right. Although they didn't get my blood, they did get my mother's blood. By using my mother's blood to cast a spell, they can curse me without affecting my father's and other aunt's children.

This is how the bloodline curse is, it can be passed down."

Yao Dingshan opened his mouth wide, as if he had seen a savior, and asked expectantly: "What happened next? Did the Taoist priest help you lift the curse?"

Yu Qingfeng nodded happily with pride, "The Taoist priest told me that the strength of the curse depends on the amount of blood in my body. Bloodletting is only a temporary measure. There is only one way to completely remove the curse."

"What can I do?" Yao Dingshan's eyes almost sparkled.

Yu Qingfeng changed the subject, "Well, if I tell you, what's the benefit to me?"

Yu Qingfeng is well versed in the greed of human nature. The easier she reveals it, the less credible the other party seems to be. People have to be after something. Especially a person like her who has nothing, it is impossible not to want nothing.

Yao Dingshan's face suddenly fell, "You, what do you want?"

"I'm just a poor person running for my life. What do you think I want? Mrs. Huang saved me, but she could only give me an identity and ask me to sign a selling contract and work as a slave in the Yao Mansion." Yu Qingfeng suggested,

"You can't give me what I want."

"What a joke, is there anything I can't give you? Do you know who I am?" Yao Dingshan raised his chest and raised his head, raising his profile.

"Who are you?" Yu Qingfeng wanted to continue pretending to be stupid.

"I am Yao Dingshan, the eldest son of Yao Mansion! My father is the magistrate of Linfu County!" Yao Dingshan's aura was comparable to confessing that he was the Jade Emperor.

"What?" Yu Qingfeng pretended to be a commoner who had never seen the world. She was frightened by a sesame and mung bean official position and stepped back, "You are the son of Yao County Magistrate!"

Yao Dingshan shook his head proudly, "So tell me what you want."

Yu Qingfeng said hesitantly: "Your promise doesn't count. I'd better talk to Magistrate Yao directly."

Yao Dingshan was furious at first, but seeing Yu Qingfeng's insistence, he could only compromise. He opened the door and called a servant to invite Yao Qiguan to come in person.

After waiting for a moment, a middle-aged man's voice came from outside the door, "What's wrong? Does Shan'er have a headache again? Have you notified Divine Doctor Xue? Shan'er, Shan'er, is it okay?"

Yao Dingshan opened the door and responded at the same time: "Dad, I'm fine. There's no need to ask Doctor Xue for now."

Yao Qiguan hurriedly looked Yao Dingshan up and down, and after confirming that he was indeed fine, he saw Yu Qingfeng standing in the room.

Yao Qiguan understood and angrily accused Yu Qingfeng: "Where did you come from, a lowly maid, how dare you seduce the young master?"

Yu Qingfeng smiled and said nothing.

Yao Dingshan hurriedly explained: "Dad, no, no. This... By the way, what is your name?"

Yu Qingfeng took a step forward, bowed and saluted, "My servant Xiao'e, I just came to the house today to serve Mrs. Huang."

"Dad, this Xiao'e has also been cursed by blood. With the help of a Taoist priest, she has successfully broken the curse!" Yao Dingshan excitedly grabbed Yao Qiguan's sleeves and swung them back and forth, pampering his father.

Especially childish in front of me.

Yao Qiguan obviously didn't believe it, smiled contemptuously and said nothing.

"Lord Yao, forget it if you don't believe me. I will leave." Yu Qingfeng expected that the other party would not believe it easily.

Yao Qiguan stretched out his arm to stop Yu Qingfeng, "A money-grubbing person like you really wants to come and leave whenever you want here?"

Yu Qingfeng did not show any timidity, neither humble nor arrogant, "Master Yao, Master Ling's situation is the same as mine. I was lucky and gave half of the steamed buns to the poor Taoist priest before he was willing to teach me how to break the curse. Now Master Yao refuses.

Believe me, you still want to punish me for my sins. Isn't this the same as when I met the Taoist priest, not only did he not separate the food, but he took advantage of it and robbed it?

"Master Yao had better think carefully. Even if you don't believe it, don't incur any more debts for yourself and your family. Isn't Master Yao's current situation the result of your past mistakes?"

Yao Qiguan was so angry that he grabbed Yu Qingfeng's neck and wanted to lift her up.

"Dad, Dad!" Yao Dingshan hurriedly stopped him, stamping his feet and beating himself in a hurry, "Just listen to her. You won't lose anything by listening to her. Wait until she finishes speaking. If it's a lie, then punish her.

Not too late. My son is really in pain. He never wants to live this kind of life again! And my mother, my body can’t bear it either!"

Yao Qiguan let go and hurriedly went to comfort the excited Yao Dingshan.

"Dad, I didn't tell you. It was the blood curse that Xiao'e just mentioned. If she hadn't been in the same situation as me, how could she have known about it? She had the same headache as me, and the Taoist priest gave her blood after she

Improve." Yao Dingshan tried to persuade Yao Qiguan.
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