Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

"Miss Cui, please sit down."

Xu Sanyan stretched out his fingers and gently pulled her sleeves, motioning her to sit on a chair nearby.

This move was very impolite, but Cui Wanting did not resist and sat down obediently. She knew clearly the purpose of her trip, which was to establish a good relationship with the young man in front of her.

This young man is an unattainable figure for her. As long as he is interested in her, her life will be much easier in the future.

The head of the Cui family stroked his beard and smiled softly, his eyes full of shrewdness, "From what I see, the two of you are a match made in heaven. Mr. Xu might as well stay at the Cui family for a few days, so that he can have a good talk about life with Wanying."

The head of the Cui family thought that it was impossible to lure Xu Sanyan into the Cui family. He could only settle for the next best thing and let Cui Wanting marry Xu Sanyan as his concubine.

With her figure and appearance, wouldn't it be easy to overpower that ugly guy Yang Qiyuan?

When the time comes, let Wanting blow her pillow more, and Xu Sanyan will definitely turn her heart to the Cui family.

As for Cui Wanting's opinion, it doesn't matter. She is not her daughter. Besides, even if she is her own daughter, what does it matter?

Being able to marry Xu Sanyan wouldn't be considered an insult to her.

The head of the Cui family was making plans, but Xu Sanyan did not accept the move. In his heart, neither Yang Qiyuan nor Cui Wanying mattered.

The immortal cultivator behind Baoyao and King Rui is important!

Xu Sanyan looked at Cui Wanying with a smile on her face and shook her head slowly, "Thank you, Master, for your kindness, but I'm afraid something is wrong. Now that I'm about to get married, it's really not appropriate to cause too much trouble."

An obscure light flashed in the eyes of the Cui family head, and he smiled and said, "Young master Xu is right, but I didn't think carefully."

Cui Wanying's eyes dimmed, and she forced a smile and said, "In the future, I would like to invite Mr. Xu to come to Cui Mansion often for a chat."

Xu Sanyan tilted his head, in the future?

Let’s talk about it later.

"Okay, I won't disturb you all, and I'll take my leave." Xu Sanyan put down the banknotes, picked up the wooden box on the table, and turned to leave.

The three of them got up and saw each other off.

After he walked away, the head of the Cui family glanced at Cui Wanying and praised him calmly, "You did a good job. You can go down first."

Cui Wanying saluted the two of them and stepped back slowly.

Yang Qizhu whispered, "This Xu Sanyan is much smarter than imagined."

"Haha, there is no idiot who can break through the realm of heaven and man, but it doesn't matter, as long as he has seen your sister, this thorn will be pierced in his heart." The head of the Cui family smiled proudly.

We are afraid of comparison in everything. When Cui Wanying and Yang Qiyuan stand together, the strong and distinct gap will be very obvious.

Thinking about it, Yang Qizhu found that his sister's appearance was really hard to make out.

On the other side, in a boudoir of her daughter's house, Cui Wanying sat on the bedside with a melancholy expression, staring at the extinguished candle oil on the candlestick in trance.

"Dad...I miss you so much..."

Once upon a time, when her father was still alive, she was also the jewel in his palm, and anyone who saw her would be respectful.

But since her father's death, her status has plummeted, and the beauty she was so proud of in the past has become the source of her pain.

He was forced by his family to learn various talents, such as chess, calligraphy, painting, and flute...

The daily schedule is full, and there is no leisure time. There is even an old woman who comes to the house to teach her how to serve men.

On the surface, she still looks like Miss Cui, but in fact, she is just a tool, and her status is not even as good as the housekeeper at home.

Bang bang bang——

The sudden knock on the door startled her, and she quickly wiped her tears with her sleeves, tried to adjust her emotions, and showed a smile that she had practiced countless times.

squeak——

When the door opened, Cui Wanying asked in surprise, "Second Young Master, why are you here?"

Outside the door was Cui Jie, the second son of Cui Mansion, who was also her nominal cousin, but she could only call him second son.

Cui Jie looked cold and walked straight into the house without saying a word.

Cui Wanying turned around and closed the door, poured a cup of tea herself and offered it, "Second Young Master, do you have something to tell Wanying?"

Cui Jie forced a smile and said, "Little sister, you don't need to see anyone outside. When did you and I, brother and sister, get to this point?"

Cui Wanying sighed in her heart when she heard this, "Don't you know how you treat me on weekdays?"

But she didn't dare to say this, so she could only call out affectionately, "Second brother."

Cui Jie smiled and said, "Do you know the family's arrangements for you?"

Cui Wanying stood there cautiously, not daring to sit down, "I know, the master wants my daughter to serve Mr. Xu."

"Yes, you are also a Miss of the Cui family. Are you willing to be arranged at will?" Cui Jie provoked.

Cui Wanying felt distressed in her heart, so what could she do if she couldn't reconcile herself to it, her words turned into pleasant words again, "My family has raised me for many years, it's time to repay my kindness."

"hehe……"

Cui Jie sneered, feeling very resentful in his heart and brooding over what had just happened, "That's fine, my second brother has something for you to do."

"Second brother, please speak."

Cui Jie took out a paper bag from his arms and placed it gently on the table, "Find an opportunity to pour this bag into Xu Sanyan's tea."

Cui Wanying's expression changed drastically. Of course she knew what this meant. If Xu Sanyan died, she would definitely die!

The huge fright made her voice tremble uncontrollably, "Second...Second brother, this must not happen. If something happens to Mr. Xu, let alone my daughter, the Cui family will definitely face the thunderous wrath of King Rui. "

Xu Sanyan was about to become King Rui's son-in-law. At this critical moment, she was drugged to death, and she knew the consequences even with her butt.

Cui Jie's eyes suddenly turned cold, "What? Second brother's words are useless?"

He just wanted to kill Xu Sanyan now, jealousy and resentment filled his heart. Since there was no way to do it openly, he would use underhanded tricks!

As for the consequences, hum, the Cui family is not a small family. King Rui will not completely turn against them for Xu Sanyan, not to mention a dead Xu Sanyan.

Cui Wanying panicked. She couldn't afford to offend Xu Sanyan, and she couldn't afford to offend Cui Jie either. Now she was caught in the middle and was in a dilemma.

Cui Jie said lightly, "Even if you don't consider yourself, you should consider your elderly mother. If this is successful, I will send you and your daughter to other cities to start a new life."

"If it doesn't work... hum!" Cui Jie's tone was cold, and the threat was self-evident.

Cui Wanying's beautiful face was full of entanglement and depression. The feeling of grievance in her heart swallowed her heart. At this moment, she just wanted to drive Cui Jie out of the room regardless of anything.

But she didn't dare. Her mother was still in the Cui family. If she offended the second son, she would not be able to bear the consequences.

"Only heaven and earth know about this matter. You and I know it. If my father and others knew about it, hehe..."

Cui Jie raised a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, stood up, patted her shoulder and left, without giving her a chance to refuse.

Cui Wanying stared at the paper bag on the table in a daze. A feeling of powerlessness swept over her, and her body softened and collapsed to the ground. She didn't understand why her life was so painful.

"Dad... I miss you so much..."

Two lines of tears soaked her makeup. If she hadn't been worried about her mother at home, she would have followed her father long ago.