Chapter 39: First Encounter with Qian Wang + Entering V

  As his voice fell, a figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard. With his appearance, everyone's gaze shifted from Yu Yi Chen to the front of the gate. Qian Ye Li's hand, which had been gently fanning herself with a smile, paused for a moment. Her amber glass-like eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on her lips seemed to freeze.

  Qing Ge also followed suit, raising her eyes to gaze at where everyone's attention was focused, and her dark pupils locked onto something...

  Only one person was seen walking into the courtyard, wearing a pair of dark purple cloud-patterned boots with a corner of his robe embroidered with a continuous pattern of clouds and mist, above which was a light purple sash tied around his slender waist. The waist was straight, and the corner of the purple gold robe was embroidered with a lifelike flame pattern, bright red and fiery, flashing out a crystal luster as he walked with a dignified pace.

  The sunlight shining from behind him was bright and dazzling, casting a golden glow that blurred the contours of his face. The soft sunlight illuminated his features, revealing jet-black hair tied back with a purple-gold ribbon, a face chiseled to perfection like the finest jade, eyebrows sharp as knives, eyes slanted upwards at the outer corners, dark pupils gleaming like black onyx, and an aura of cold, unyielding dominance etched between his brows. His thin lips were pressed into a tight line, painted a deep crimson red.

  The clear song faintly narrowed his eyes, and his spirit also slightly shook. The momentum was strong, this man walked in so casually, but brought a proud attitude, as if he were the king of heaven, every step seemed to be stepping on people's hearts, like a heavenly god descending. Such a man is not an ordinary person, looking at his age, he is only over twenty years old, but the king's aura is present in every move.

  If she wasn't mistaken, this person should be the one who was as famous as Yu Yi Chen, the dream lover of many young women, the sixth son of Yu Ling Tian, Yu Tian Qian.

  "Your subject Mu Zong Pei has arrived and pays his respects to the Grand King, the Emperor's Eldest Grandson."

  The song is dark, and it's indeed not guessed wrong. This is the sixth prince who is famous on the battlefield. Today, Qin Yanlian's residence also gathered all the big figures for some reason.

  He cast a sidelong glance at Mu Zongpei, his eyes narrowing slightly, but he didn't say anything. His handsome face was cold and stern, with a hint of fluctuating emotions in his sharp eagle-like eyes.

  Mu Zong Pei's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't dare to raise his head. The youngest prince of the Great Yong Dynasty was not one to be underestimated. He had gone to battle at a young age and taken down city after city, earning great fame throughout the Qin Tian continent. Although Mu Zong Pei had met him before, he had always been cold but would not intentionally make things difficult for others. Today, however, he could vaguely sense that the King of Qing had some anger towards him.

  Yu Yi Chen waved his hand and said faintly to Mu Zong Pei, who was still bowing: "You don't have to do that."

  Mu Zong Pei finally stood up straight, standing aside with a hint of discomfort on his face. The gaze behind him was like being pierced by needles, and he didn't know why Emperor Qing had been dissatisfied with him as soon as he returned to the court.

  Ling Tian seemed to have not seen the scene in front of him, his voice was high and loud, with an undisguised joyful tone, he walked over with big strides, "Qian Er, when did you come back?"

  The emperor withdrew his gaze, slightly nodded his head, and respectfully said: "I, your son, returned to the palace last night, handled my affairs, and immediately came to see you, Father Emperor. Coincidentally, I met Crown Prince Yi at the palace gate, so we came together." His voice was like himself, clear and resonant with a strong and powerful tone that pierced through the clouds.

  "Alright, it's time to return anyway. The grand feast will also begin in a few days." Yu Ling Tian nodded happily and turned around, saying: "You've arrived just in time, there's actually one more person here, I suppose you're all eager to meet him too."

  He smiled at Qian Ye and introduced: "My sixth son, Yu Tian Gan."

  Qianye Limo walked slowly over, her golden fan fluttering lightly, blowing up the scattered hair on her temples, and adding a few more touches of elegance to her already radiant face. She gazed at the cold and stern Yitian Qian with a shallow smile and said: "I've long admired the great Yongqing Wang's illustrious name, unfortunately I've never had the chance to meet him before. Today, finally seeing him, he indeed lives up to his reputation!"

  His Majesty's eyes met the gaze of Qian Ye, and a smile spread across his cold face as he said, "I, the king, will naturally not live up to this great reputation."

  Qian Wang indeed acknowledged it frankly, without a hint of modesty. Qian Ye's eyebrows rose slightly as he immediately followed up.

  "Humility must also be divided into people and time." Yu Tianjian also connected without being polite, his meaning was very clear, in the face of a powerful enemy, he absolutely could not show weakness, he also had this strength, no need to show weakness.

  The two people's eyes locked in mid-air, and the air was filled with a faint crackling sound of sparks flying back and forth.

  They are all outstanding young people in the six countries, and they are all the most excellent young princes of their generation.

  Dong Lei is currently the most prosperous country, but not because of the leadership of the Dong Lei Emperor, but because of this talented and beautiful Dong Lei Night King. Politically, he boldly abolished the old system, eliminated remnants, absorbed talents, and militarily, cleared out residual forces on the borders, annexed small countries, and made Dong Lei, which was already strong among the six nations, even more prosperous, solidifying its position as number one.

  Similarly, after the King of Qin went to war, Da Yong grew step by step, expanding its borders and broadening its territory. Under the leadership of this brilliant prince, Da Yong became one of the three strongest countries among the six nations, and the Da Yong army suddenly became one of the strongest armies in the six nations.

  This is a confrontation between the strong and the strong!

  The atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly became tense due to the confrontation of two people with extremely strong momentum, and what was originally a large yard suddenly felt a bit small, that's momentum!

  Those maidservants were supporting Qin Yanlian, but none of them dared to raise their heads. Everyone in the courtyard was elegant and refined, with noble status, and it was rare to see such important people on a daily basis. Unfortunately, they no longer had the mood to admire and adore them now, only feeling an inexplicable oppression in their hearts, with every breath feeling suffocated.

  Qing Ge's eyes narrowed slightly, but she remained completely composed in this environment. As the leader of the "KING" organization, she had seen it all before, and this was nothing to her.

  However, the two men in front of me each have their own unique qualities:

  One is cold and majestic, wearing a purple robe with elegance, one is as beautiful as a peony, wearing a blue gown with charm.

  One face is like a heavenly god, with an unrestrained aura, one face is like an autumn moon, with the fragrance of blooming flowers.

  Both of their eyes had a mutual appreciation, yet there was a murderous aura simmering in the depths.

  Although Qing Ge did not participate in the confrontation between them, thinking about it would make sense of the reasons behind it. Now that the Qin Tian continent is divided into six parts, there has been an unchanging law throughout history: unity will eventually lead to division, and division will eventually lead to unity. The six countries now seem to be governing themselves, peaceful and calm on the surface, but everyone knows that this is just a superficial phenomenon. Each of them is openly and secretly expanding their own strength, waiting for the day when war breaks out, using their accumulated strength to make a leap and become the biggest winner in the battle for the throne, ascending to the highest position.

  These two men, equally brilliant and talented, were from different countries. When the war broke out, they would inevitably become each other's greatest enemies.

  Silence under the sun.

  The two exchanged glances, and with a gentle cough, he said, "Ahem... Ahem..."

  Qian Ye only shifted her gaze away, a smile with hidden depths and charm spreading across her face as she pointed at Yu Yi Chen, "And who is this?"

  The extremely tense atmosphere in the courtyard finally dissipated, and everyone let out a long sigh of relief.

  "My eldest grandson, Yu Yi-chen."

  He put one hand behind his back and said calmly, "I've met the Night King of East Thunder."

  Qian Ye smiled and nodded, raising an eyebrow: "Good, good." Her tone was neither cold nor warm, but rather like a casual greeting. Compared to her initial conversation with Yu Tianjian, the difference in attitude was stark, and anyone with discerning eyes could see the distinction at a glance.

  He didn't know that in his slightly lowered eyelids, there were surging undercurrents, and not a bit of the usual gentle and elegant appearance could be seen, but instead, it was unfamiliar and somewhat ferocious.

  Qing Ge looked at everything in front of her, and roughly understood that since the Crown Prince had not been established, the ones with the loudest voices vying for power were the Emperor's eldest grandson and the King of Qian. The attitude of Qi Ye made it clear that there was a distinction between their identities, one treating him like a future ruler, the other like an ordinary person.

  Her eyes flashed slightly, and if Qian Ye wasn't being intentional, that last move was truly a subtle provocation.

  Ling Tian swept his gaze over everything in front of him, then patted Tian Gian's shoulder. "Gian'er, since you're back, I'll leave the reception for Dong Lei Ye Wang to you. You young folks will definitely have more to talk about with each other! Ye Wang, do you have any objections?"

  Qian Ye's eyes, like amber, slightly shifted, and her red lips curled up. "Having the King of Qian as company is indeed a fortunate event."

  "In that case, please!" With a flick of his purple-gold long sleeve, he made a inviting gesture. One swing of his sleeve was enough to reveal his majesty.

  Qian Ye's face suddenly broke into a bright smile as she walked up to Qing Ge, her stunning beauty was like a hundred flowers blooming at once, the red mole on her brow shone brightly, "Qing Ge!"

  "Anything wrong?" Qing Ge furrowed her brow, her eyes full of vigilance. This person gave her a feeling that was hard to describe - what he did seemed simple, yet it didn't seem as simple as it looked; casual, yet somehow too casual.

  Qianye Li stretched out her slender white hand and pulled out a celadon jade bottle from the moon-faced woman's bosom, who was following two steps behind him. She shook it in front of Qing Ge and asked, "Do you want this?"

  Qing Ge took one glance and immediately recognized that it was the bottle of medicine pills that Yue Mang had given to Ping Er, her eyes narrowed, she reached out and snatched the medicine bottle from Qian Ye's hand.

  A thousand nights apart, yet in a daze, I gaze at these empty palms... This is just too straightforward.

  "You promised to cure her." Qing Ge seemed to know what he was thinking and replied.

  She twisted open the medicine bottle, put it under her nose and sniffed, her eyes flashing, ginseng, snow lotus, heavenly asarum... all were precious medicinal materials. No wonder Ping'er's complexion improved a lot, this was good stuff. It seemed that Dong Lei was indeed the number one powerful country, carrying such medicine pills with them, giving people to eat without even blinking an eye. With this bottle consumed, Ping'er's body should be fine now.

  Hehe, a soft and gentle smile rose up, Qian Ye gazed at Qing Ge's movements, her wrist flicked, the golden fan opened with a whoosh, the beautiful peony seemed to have fragrance drifting with the wind. "Qing Ge, I really do like you a bit!"

  His voice was very light, so light that even the nearest Moon Phase didn't hear clearly, but for those with high internal power in martial arts, such a voice was enough.

  The always calm and collected Emperor's face suddenly turned displeased, his voice as cold as ice, "Night King, come."

  Qian Ye turned around, looking at the face of Yu Tianjian, and suddenly smiled, also stretching out his hand to say: "Please!" He took a step forward and walked towards the outside of the courtyard, wearing a magnificent peacock and peony dress that shone brightly, bringing with him waves of fragrance.

  Beauty and elegance follow closely behind.

  Yu Tian Gan lifted his feet and walked out. When he passed by Qing Ge's side, he frowned, slowed down for a moment, and then continued walking away.

  After several figures had gone far away, Qing Ge was stunned. Just now, she seemed to have heard someone say: Woman, you have so much money, don't you know how to buy it yourself?

  This voice, this tone, is a bit like the golden-faced man I met outside the Han Yun Xuan, but except for her, it seems that no one else in the courtyard heard this voice. Is it nearby?

  Looking at Qian Ye's figure gradually disappearing, the deep color in his eyes faded away. Fortunately, Gan Er had arrived. This Night King looked harmless, but was far from being as simple as he seemed on the surface. With a slight narrowing of his eyes, the old and cunning expression was gone, replaced by a benevolent and majestic demeanor.

  "Yichen, the emperor has something to discuss with General Mu. You stay here and chat with Qingge for a while. The wedding between you two is approaching soon after the grand banquet, so get familiar with each other first!" Yu Lingtian had a benevolent demeanor, his eyes filled with warmth as he looked at his eldest grandson and Qingge, feeling extremely satisfied with this granddaughter-in-law who possessed the elegance of the Mu family.

  Yu Zhen was taken aback, he had never expected that the Emperor would let him come, it was to get in touch with Qing Ge and get close to her, it seemed that the wedding date was approaching, the Emperor's heart hadn't forgotten even a little bit, his eyes flashed slightly as if deep in thought, then nodded and said: "Alright."

  Qing Ge thought that Yu Yi Chen would agree to the divorce, but unexpectedly he agreed. His eyebrows furrowed and he hastily took a step forward, saying: "Your Majesty... I..."

  The Emperor Ling Tian looked at Qing Ge's anxious face, thinking it was the shyness of an unmarried maiden. He shook his head and chuckled, "Don't be shy! If Yi Chen bullies you, you can come tell me, I'll help you!" After saying that, he walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

  Mu Zong Pei's eyes sank, he would not go and tell Yu Ling Tian about the divorce, after bowing to Yu Yi Chen, he followed Yu Ling Tian out of the courtyard, the rest of the servants and maids also hurriedly carried Qin Yanlian who was half-fainted and followed them out.

  The yard, which was just bustling with activity, suddenly fell silent.

  He glanced at the bruise on Qin Yelian's left leg with a faint gaze, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and asked in a warm tone, "Mu Qingge, did you do this?"

  "What's it to you, whether it is or isn't? This is a family matter of the Imperial Palace, does the Emperor's eldest grandson also want to interfere?" Qing Ge's eyes gleamed like swords, with a sharpness that pierced through one's heart, coldly staring at the gentle-faced man in white clothes in front of her.

  Yu Yan stood silently, meeting her sharp gaze, a chill ran through his heart, he felt that what he was about to say was not enough, "She is still your elder, how can you bring yourself to do this?"

  "Who is she? She's not even worthy!" Qing Ge showed no restraint in her disdain, the corners of her mouth curling up in deep contempt. Her cool gaze fixed on Yu Yi Chen, "Please, Your Imperial Highness, do not jump to conclusions. Do you understand what just happened? If not, then please refrain from speaking rashly!"

  When she raised an eyebrow, she was still wearing that old tattered dress, but it couldn't hide the natural elegance she was born with. Her small face, the size of a palm, was covered in light frost, translucent as snow, and under the sunlight, it seemed to have traversed a layer of golden radiance.

  Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!

  I don't understand...

  A complex emotion rose from the bottom of her heart, and a faint memory was dyed in her eyes. Last time in front of Han Yunxuan, she also asked him coldly like this, did you understand?

  After returning home, he sat quietly in his study for a long time, thinking about issues that he had never thought about over the years.

  Yes, he had never tried to understand her, and based on a few incomplete encounters, he made comments about her in his heart. He didn't know what kind of life she lived, what kind of personality she had, or what she liked. For sixteen years, he knew nothing about this fiancée of his.

  When the scouts he sent out told him about the life Mu Qing Ge was living in the Mu residence, those detailed accounts, those shocking accounts, were even more astonishing to him than what she had said herself.

  It only took less than half a day to figure out what kind of life she was living, but he had never had the heart to do so. A feeling that had been brewing in his mind for a long time surfaced, a mix of pain and regret.

  He narrowed his eyes, looking at her slender yet straight figure, slightly furrowing his brow. His warm and gentle voice slowly said: "I'm willing to understand you."

  Clouds float across the blue sky one by one, changing shapes, sometimes like flowers or cattle and sheep.

  In a small spring garden, peonies face each other from afar, displaying their colorful beauty, with fragrant breezes blowing gently, yet because of the inopportune timing, people feel displeased.

  Are you willing to understand?

  Is this an answer to what she said in front of Han Yunxuan?

  Qing Ge's face floated with a smile, like a black flower blooming in the ice, her eyes shining brightly as she stared tightly at Yu Yi Chen's eyes. "Your Highness, I think you're mistaken. What I said in front of Han Yun Xuan was just stating a fact, not trying to play hard to get with you. Whether you understand now or not, it has no meaning to me, Qing Ge."

  Doesn't it make any sense at all? Doesn't she care about him at all?

  His face changed slightly, his white sleeves fluttering as he gazed at the whirlpool in her eyes. Looking at the girl's determined expression, he couldn't help but ask: "Just now, the emperor didn't know about our situation, why didn't you say anything? If it wasn't for your lingering feelings towards me, why didn't you reveal what happened between us?"

  Haha, Qing Ge felt like laughing, but she was even angrier. Her face didn't show any expression, her eyes were as black as ink. "Yu Yi Chen, you're really ridiculous! The divorce letter was written by you and given to me. You made this matter known to everyone, but you didn't dare tell your beloved Emperor. Now that he doesn't know, it's become that I don't want to tell him, and it's turned into that I still have feelings for you! How absurd, truly the most absurd thing under heaven!"

  His face sank, and the warmth on his face was finally retracted by the changing colors. In 19 years, he had never been scolded like this, nor had he ever thought that a woman he had abandoned would treat him like this!

  He gazed steadily at Qing Ge, from her ink-colored hair to the crystal-clear eyes that reflected his own face. The face was still serene and familiar, but in the depths of her eyes, there was a look he couldn't quite decipher. The ocean was changing, and a sudden transformation was taking place in the depths of her heart.

  Two people stand still and gaze at each other, the wind blows by, sweeping up a ground of fallen flowers.

  "Why did you receive a letter telling you to go crash into the wall and kill yourself?" Yu Yi Chen asked first, he didn't dare believe that she truly didn't have any lingering feelings for him. He was the most noble Grandson of Da Yong, as long as he was willing, what kind of woman wouldn't be available? He Xue Ying, Ning Ke Yun and others would all flock to him, not to mention being a proper wife, even concubines would have many women sacrificing themselves one after another.

  Qing Ge raised her head, her eyes slanted upwards, and although she was simply dressed, she had a natural elegance that made people feel refreshed when they saw her. Her eyes were as cold as if they had been tempered in snow water, sending chills down one's spine. She spoke slowly and deliberately: "Your Imperial Highness, the Crown Prince, Qing Ge is not capable of committing suicide by crashing into walls. If I had received your divorce papers and taken my own life, I wouldn't be standing here talking to you now! Please show some dignity as a man. You haven't even married me yet, but you're already serving me with divorce papers - this 'divorce before marriage' is already ridiculous enough. And now you still come to pester me, aren't you being a bit too petty?"

  After finishing speaking, Qing Ge didn't pay attention to him anymore and turned around to walk towards the place where Ping Er was lying. She wanted to take Ping Er to rest in the courtyard, this Chun Ying residence made people feel disgusted even if they stayed for one more minute.

  His face turned alternately pale and white as he listened to her, his eyes changing with an unpredictable expression. He didn't dare believe that the rumors circulating outside about the eldest young lady of the Mu family committing suicide because of a letter from him were just empty hearsay that didn't exist at all. Yet, how could he not believe it? The girl in front of him had eyes as calm as a deep pool, with an unmistakable hint of disgust and not a shred of expression on her face - this was no joke!

  A strange emotion from the depths of his heart spread out, gradually spreading to his brain, and he seemed to be uncontrollably stepping closer to Qing Ge, a pair of warm eyes like water rippling with emotions.

  The afternoon sunlight is blocked by buildings and becomes long and short, refracting into bright and shining light.

  "What's this about a divorce?! Who wrote the divorce papers for whom?!" A thunderous voice accompanied by Yu Ling Tian's enraged face stormed into Chun Xiang Ju. He had only gone to ask Mu Zong Pei about Mu Qing Ge's situation, but who would have thought that he would come back to hear such words as "divorce"?! How could he not be furious?!

  Qing Ge raised her eyes to glance at him, then withdrew her gaze and helped Xiao Er's fallen arm back up. Her voice was as calm as ever, saying: "Your Majesty can ask the Crown Prince."

  "Yichen? What's going on?" asked Yu Lingtian with a furious tone.

  His face turned pale, his whole body stiffened, a cold sweat broke out on his back, he closed his eyes and calmed down the turmoil in his heart. This might not be a bad thing, maybe he could use this to take back the divorce paper. Thinking of this, he opened his eyes again, his face still calm and handsome, he turned his sleeve and said: "Imperial grandfather, it's your grandson, I didn't know what treasure was, I acted impulsively and wrote a divorce paper to Mu Qingge."

  "You... This marriage was personally arranged by me, and you actually wrote a letter of divorce. Are you not putting me in your eyes?!" Emperor Ling Tian scolded Emperor Yi Chen with anger, this imperial grandson who was brought to the palace by himself from childhood, had always been gentle and courteous, and was quite liked by him, but he never thought that he would do such a thing.

  Yu Zhen's gaze had been fixed on Qing Ge all along, and at this moment, her eyes couldn't see her own reflection.

  This young girl, since birth, has been labeled as his fiancée. She used to give him the feeling of being timid, humble, and even inferior, making people laugh at her. But he thinks that now she is radiant and elegant, exuding an innate nobility and pride, with sharp eyes like a sword out of its scabbard, making him feel surprised. For the first time, he knows that he wants to marry this woman, to make her his empress. "Imperial grandfather, I know my mistake, I am willing to take back the divorce papers."

  The anger of Ling Tian had not yet dissipated, and suddenly hearing the words full of apology and regret from Yu Yi Chen, he couldn't help but pause for a moment. The person in front of him was his eldest grandson, whom he truly loved. If he could acknowledge his mistake, as a grandfather, he would naturally be willing to forgive him. He turned to look at Qing Ge, "Qing Ge, this kid Yi Chen is immature and impulsive, but he has recognized his mistake. You should also forgive him this once."

  Yu Zhen's eyes sparkled as he gazed at Qing Ge and said, "Qing Ge, I am willing to take back the divorce papers and make you my queen!"

  Both grandfather and grandson had a kind of expectation in their eyes, staring steadily at Qingge.

  Qing Ge remained silent for a moment, then spoke up: "Your Majesty, I have already accepted the imperial edict." Her meaning was clear and direct: I have already received the imperial edict in my hands, it's no longer possible to take it back.

  "The divorce papers are blank, the marriage has not been consummated, how can we get a divorce?" Yu Ling Tian actually liked Qing Ge and was persuading her.

  "But everyone in the city knows that I, Mu Qingge, was abandoned by the Emperor's eldest grandson before we were even married."

  Is there anyone who doesn't know? Has it already come to this point?

  Yu Ling Tian didn't expect it to be such a big deal, he turned his head and asked in a low voice one of the two men in gray clothes who had been following him, "Li Lu, tell me the truth about this matter."

  Li Lu was the emperor's personal attendant, so he would naturally know all the major and minor affairs in the imperial city. The emperor also knew this, otherwise he wouldn't have asked him.

  He had been paying attention to Mu Qingge from the moment he entered, and from the moment he saw the young girl, he knew that Your Majesty would definitely like her.

  Wiping away his sweat, Li Lu looked at the Crown Prince who had not taken his eyes off the young mistress of the Mu family and secretly sighed. If only he had known earlier, why bother with all this now? It's too late to regret it now.

  "He cupped his hands and replied: 'To answer Your Majesty, according to my humble understanding, the rumors circulating in Tianyue City are as follows: a month ago, the Crown Prince sent someone to deliver a divorce letter to the eldest young lady of the Mu Manor. After receiving the divorce letter, the eldest young lady was heartbroken and sought death by crashing into a wall on the same day. The whole city of Tianyue ridiculed the eldest young lady of the Mu Manor for being divorced before marriage.'"

  A month ago?

  It's been a month already?

  His face, majestic and awe-inspiring, had a pair of eyes that were gloomy. He fiercely swung his wide sleeves, "Yichen! You really think I'm just a decoration! A month ago you wrote the divorce papers, not even taking me seriously!"

  Li Lu hastily said: "Your Majesty, calm your anger."

  Ling Tian was panting heavily, his weathered face etched with discontent. This marriage had a different meaning to him, it was a promise he and someone made years ago, that their children would be closely related by blood. And now, seeing Qing Ge today, her elegant demeanor overlapping with the image in his mind, how could he not be furious?

  Looking at the girl standing calmly, encountering such a thing, if it were someone else, they would surely be resentful to the bone. She didn't show any resentment or anger, setting an example for everyone. If she could marry into the royal family, she must be a woman who can control one side. With a hint of regret in her heart, she spoke up: "Qing Ge, Yi Chen..."

  The clear song frowned, interrupting the emperor's words, "Your Majesty, since you already understand the situation, let's just end it here. I believe Your Majesty also knows that '覆水难收' (it's hard to recover spilled water), what happens next with the imperial grandson is a family matter of the royal house, and as a mere female official without position or status, I will not linger here any longer."

  She helped Ping'er up, putting one of her hands around her neck. She was only two years older than Ping'er, and her thin and weak body was struggling to hold onto Ping'er, who was almost as tall as she was. Yu Yi Chen took a few quick steps forward, wanting to lend a hand, "I'll do it."

  Qing Ge slightly raised her eyes, and her voice carried a sense of detachment and rejection from thousands of miles away. She said coldly, "Just a maid, no need to trouble the Crown Prince." After a slight pause, Qing Ge suddenly thought of something, and after some deliberation, she slowly spoke out, "Don't wait until you've lost it to realize its value."

  If he could have lent a hand to the original host, Mu Qing Ge wouldn't have been beaten to death and things wouldn't have developed to this point. But if that were the case, would she not have had the chance to be reborn again? The ways of the world are unpredictable, cause and effect are hard to say. Unfortunately, there is no "what if" in this world.

  His hand, stretched out in a gesture of greeting, hovered in mid-air as the fine silk of his sleeve poured down like water. The lonely, drifting leaves and the mottled shadows they cast on him made him suddenly feel that she was standing right before his eyes, yet seemed to be far, far away - so distant that even if he were to devote his entire life to it, he would never be able to reach her.

  Qing Ge's back was straight as a pen, supporting Ping Er step by step out of Chun Yuan residence, their long shadows stretching far, far away on the ground.

  Ling Tian didn't stop her, nor did he instruct anyone to help. He knew she didn't need it. Until the girl's figure disappeared from view, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Yi Chen, who was standing still, with a pale face that showed desolation, disappointment, loss, and even deeper emotions.

  "Guī zhàn chén!" The Emperor Ling Tian shook his sleeve, and a loud voice rang out: "You come back to the palace with me, and stay there to reflect on your actions! This time you've disappointed me too much!"

  Yu Zhen's whole body shook, his face suddenly turned white, and his eyes were full of shock and disappointment. Had the Emperor Grandfather lost hope in him?

  Li Lu walked past him, gazing at his pale and spiritless face, and softly sighed. Lowering his voice, he said: "Prince Changsun, if it were a woman from another family, His Majesty would have let it go considering your youth and impulsiveness. But the Shu family is different to the Emperor, you've truly made a mistake this time." After speaking, he hastily followed the front of the imperial carriage.

  Qing Ge supported Ping Er as they walked back to the small courtyard, along the way seeing people looking at her with a hint of fear in their eyes, and when she saw them, they would shrink their bodies slightly. She smiled coldly, it seemed that Qin Yanlian's matter had spread very efficiently throughout the Mu Fu, truly, good people are often bullied, now no one in the Mu Fu dared to provoke her again, which was for the better.

  As she walked into the small courtyard, a large crowd of people stood in the yard, each holding, carrying, and cradling various items such as silk, satin, exquisite ornaments, and fine furniture, making this originally shabby little courtyard suddenly crowded and uncomfortable. Qing Ge was vaguely displeased, not liking others to enter her territory.

  "Miss, this is what Master ordered us to bring over for you." Seeing Qing Ge enter, the first housekeeper hastily came over and said with a flattering tone.

  Qing Ge's expression turned cold as she raised an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping over the items. Why was Mu Zong Pei sending these things over now? She noticed that Ling Tian had been treating her differently today, so was this why he sent them? She didn't plan on staying here for long, no need to be grateful.

  "Leave the quilt behind and take everything else away!" Qing Ge stepped forward, walking into the house. The quilt was for Ping Er, who had been injured and sleeping on a hard bed wasn't good for her body.

  Hearing this, the housekeeper was in a difficult position and said: "Young lady, these things were given to us by the master to give to you. If you don't want them, the master will punish us."

  "If you don't take these things away, I'll let you know right now what punishment is!" Qing Ge gave a cold glance to everyone in the courtyard. Those who met her frosty gaze felt a chill run from the top of their heads down.

  The terrifying gaze, the butler whispered in a dark alley, wiping his forehead with his sleeve, stuttered: "T-then, okay." The master's punishment was at most scolding him a few times, he didn't want to be like the big madam, having one leg broken, hastily waved his hand and led the servants out of the courtyard, leaving only two silk quilts on the table.

  She was carried into the inner room by her son, laid on a hard wooden bed, and then propped up the lotus leaf that was leaning against one side and placed it on the bed. She covered it with another thin quilt, poured some water, took a pill from the medicine bottle and gave it to the lotus leaf to eat.

  Looking at Ping'er who was sleeping peacefully, Qing's eyes sparkled a few times. Originally, she could have left quietly, but now that Ping'er is like this, if she were to leave, who would take care of her? She'll delay for a few days, until Ping'er can move around freely and resume her normal activities, then give Ping'er some silver notes and let her leave the Mu residence.

  The golden crow gradually sinks westward, and the evening glow fills the sky, draping a layer of red clothing over this boundless continent.

  Qing Ge put away the dagger in her hand, took a deep breath, wiped off the fine sweat on her forehead, and looked at the broken stone on the ground. Her skills had almost recovered to their original level, which would be more powerful for her to leave the mansion. Suddenly, she thought of the moment when the golden-faced man brought her flying in Han Yun Xuan. If only she could possess internal energy, it would be great. With internal energy combined with her exquisite attacks, she would definitely be able to soar to new heights and reach a higher level.

  She hesitantly stretched out her finger, pinched her own pulse, and the pulse under her fingers was normal and strong, without any signs of fatigue or irregularity. This was indeed a pulse that only a healthy person could have. Why did Mushu Qingge's internal energy disappear overnight?

  The dagger spun rapidly in his hand, Qing Ge silently recalling the memories of the original owner to see if there were any places he had not noticed before.

  Qing Ge's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light, but only for an instant, and then returned to their usual dark color. No one saw that fleeting moment, not even Qing Ge herself.

  Suddenly, the heart contracted violently, as if a hand had grasped it, and a severe pain came on. Qing Ge's fingers moved swiftly, and the dagger fell to the ground with a crisp clang.

  Here it comes again, another wave of pain!

  Close her eyes and quietly wait for this moment to pass, she already knew the law of this kind of pain, from the age of five, it would occur once a year. Once it started, the pain came like waves, each time more unbearable than the last, like a knife cut, and had to take a special pill to suppress it.

  And this pill was in the purple crystal that Qing Ge had been wearing since she was a child, said to have been left to her by her mother.

  The song of Mu Qing began unknowingly, not knowing it was an antidote, until the year she was five years old. The little girl was in so much pain that she rolled around on the floor, and accidentally dropped the purple crystal stone, which happened to open the switch on top, rolling out a few shallow purple pills. She picked them up and ate them, and the pain disappeared immediately.

  Now, this purple crystal flower petal was accidentally discovered by Mu Zi Ru a year ago. She thought the purple crystal flower petal was very beautiful and said it matched her name, so she snatched it from Mu Qing Ge's hands. In order to protect this thing that he had worn since childhood, Mu Qing Ge was beaten until his eyes were almost blinded.

  Qing Ge bent down to pick up the dagger, stood up from the stone bench, her black hair dancing wildly in the wind, covering half of her jade-like face with a mixture of brightness and coldness, and strode towards Qian Hong's residence, the Thousand Red Mansion.

  The sky under the sunset always has a kind of regretful beauty, the ancients said "the sunset is infinitely good, only near dusk", it can be seen that it is a fleeting beauty.

  In the Qian Hong courtyard, a series of crashing sounds were coming from inside. The maids stood to one side, holding their breath and remaining still. Mu Ziyu was wrapped up like a mummy, with colorful bandages covering her face, only revealing a pair of eyes, a mouth, and a pair of movable hands. She was still pointing and scolding in an overbearing manner: "You bunch of useless things, look at what you've brought! Is this something for people to eat? Even dogs wouldn't eat it!"

  She said, throwing another plate over, hitting a maid's forehead, the broken porcelain shards scratched the maid's face, and blood flowed out. She suddenly laughed happily, "Haha, great, great! When this young lady was hit by that cheap person, you didn't come to help. Now let you also see what it means to be disfigured!"

  Mei Zi Ru swiftly grabbed a cup and forcefully knocked it open on the bedside, "Good, this way it's even deeper!" With one eye closed, she took aim at the tenderest face of the little maid standing beside her, shouting "You're so tender-looking!"

  Many maids lowered their heads, fearing and resenting in their hearts. Why didn't the eldest miss kill Mu Zili earlier? Now she's even more crazy than before, often hitting people these days, the more abnormal she becomes, the more she likes it.

  "Mu... Zi... Ru!" A clear and cold voice like a flowing spring came over, Mu Ziru's hand shook hastily, the cup in her hand fell to the ground, shattering into powder. What is this?

  A figure in a black robe walked slowly into the room, the dagger in his hand flashing with a cold light under the refraction of the indoor lamp.

  "Mu Qing Ge, you, what are you going to do!" Mu Zi Ru involuntarily tried to back away, but her whole body was tightly bandaged, and even on normal days, she needed two people to support her just to go to the bathroom. How could she possibly move now? She could only keep twisting, her entire person like a turtle trying to turn over its shell on the bed.

  Qing Ge slowly sat down on the edge of Mu Zi Ru's bed, coldly staring at her, silent and unspoken. Mu Zi Ru was looked at by her gaze, causing her whole body to tremble, and she stuttered: "You... you guys... why don't you hurry up and drive her away..."

  The maid standing beside her looked at Mu Ziyu's ugly appearance, and was delighted in her heart. Her expression on her face was very helpless, and she replied, "Tell Second Miss, the eldest miss's martial arts skills, you know, we can't beat her." Even if they could beat her, they wouldn't go to help.

  "Come on!" shouted Mu Zi Ru in a sharp voice, and with a swish, the cold blade swept past her face, the dagger stuck to the side of her face, scaring her into immediately closing her mouth, her eyes wide open.

  Objectively speaking, Mu Zi Ru is indeed very beautiful. Just a pair of eyes are born to be particularly beautiful, bright and transparent, and her figure is also slender and elegant, with curves in all the right places.

  But in front of Qing Ge, he automatically lowered his score by several points.

  Qing Ge looked at Zi Ru's face beside him, the knife still vibrating in his hand, and said expressionlessly: "Return my things to me."

  Mei Zi Ru was frozen in place, her whole body as stiff as a stone, afraid that if she made one wrong move, she would be cut by the knife again, and a scar would be left on her proud face. She stared blankly at Qing Ge, tears streaming down her face, and asked: "What thing?"

  "What do you say!" Qing Ge's eyes narrowed, and Mu Zi Ru suddenly shouted, "Let me think, let me think," she rolled her eyes wildly, trying to recall, this Mu Qing Ge was poor to death, what could she rob from her, clothes and jewelry were impossible, that is...

  "Remember now?" Qing Ge continued to ask, she didn't mind helping Mu Zi Ru think for a bit.

  Mei Zi Ru immediately waved her hand, "I know, I know, the purple one, it's at the very bottom of my jewelry box!" At that time, she thought it was just a cheap thing like Mei Qing Ge had no right to own good things, so she took it back. When she got it back, she saw that it was just an ordinary amethyst, played with it for a bit and then threw it into the box.

  Qing Ge overturned her jewelry box, and on the table were pearls, jade, gold threads, silver threads, and hairpins. At a glance, she saw that among them was not particularly eye-catching but absolutely special and exquisite - a petal-shaped amethyst.

  She took it out and held it in her hand, turned around and walked to the head of the bed, Mu Zi like a shriveled up cicada shouted: "What else do you want, everything has been given to you......"

  Qing Ge pulled out a dagger that was nailed to her face and walked out with a cold aura.

  Mei Ziyu was so frightened that she couldn't speak for half a day, it's too scary, Mother... Mei Ziyu suddenly realized, Mother's leg was also broken by Mei Qingge today, and the Emperor didn't even blame her.

  She suddenly shuddered all over, and a feeling arose in her heart that the mother-daughter duo's prosperous days at Mu Fu seemed to be coming to an end...

  The incomplete moon, like a bitten-off piece of the moon, slowly climbed to the top of the willow branch. The moonlight spilled down, dyeing the quiet earth with a touch of cold and desolate color.

  Qing Ge stood in the courtyard, holding the flower petal purple crystal that she had just snatched back from Mu Zi Ru in her palm. The object was roughly half the size of her hand, with a three-dimensional flower petal shape resembling a real flower, frozen in its most beautiful state at the peak of blooming. The moderate purple crystal emitted a faint glow under the silver moonlight.

  She lifted the crystal up to the moon, and in the dim light, the petals presented a hazy beauty, carved vividly, even the smallest veins could be seen clearly. If it weren't for this purple color being too transparent, one would almost think that this wasn't a carving at all, but a real flower turned into an artificial one.

  Very special, very beautiful.

  She suddenly had a feeling of curiosity, what kind of woman was Mu Qing's mother, and how could she be willing to be the concubine of such a man as Mu Zong Pei.

  In the midst of contemplation, the heart-wrenching pain strikes again.

  She endured, following the mechanism in her memory, and pressed the purple crystal stone. The petals opened outward, revealing a space about the size of a thumb inside, where there was a pale purple pill.

  She poured out the pills and looked at this pill with a frown, only one left? What to do after finishing it? Was this pill put in by Mu Qing Ge herself? And how did she know that Mu Qing Ge would just get this illness?

  A string of doubts appeared in Qing's mind, and suddenly thought of a saying: Could it be hereditary?

  Right then, a faint struggling sound came from inside the house. Qing Ge hastily rushed in, placing the flower petal purple crystal on the table and entering the inner room to see Ping Er.

  The window of the hut was open, and the moonlight shone in at an angle. The opened petals of the purple crystal interior had a strange wave-like motion, as if there were purple lights surrounding the petals slowly rising up, casting a purple glow inside the house. After a few seconds, the purple light condensed into a line, passing straight through the window and disappearing into the sky in an instant.

  In the desolate black night, a purple light flashed across the sky for an instant. Someone rushed out of the house, stared blankly at the sky, stood still for a while, and then slowly walked back into the house.

  Qing Ge took a look, and Ping Er just pretended to be sick and kicked the bed again, then walked out. She looked at the purple crystal on the table, pressed the mechanism, put it away in her bosom, and wrapped the light purple pill in something else. Tomorrow, she would go find a doctor in the city to see if they could identify its composition and what disease it was used for.

  A few insect calls, occasionally a frog croaks, making the night even more quiet.

  Qing Ge had just washed her hands and was about to rest when she heard a faint rustling sound of clothes behind her, her icy gaze froze, there's an unexpected guest!

  She relaxed her whole body, pretending to be unaware, and continued walking into the small house with water, her fingers tightly grasping the dagger under her long sleeves. As the sound approached, when it was within a distance that could kill with one blow, she quickly turned around...

  "What's wrong with you?"

  Digression

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