Chapter 80 Moving into the Boudoir

nking. It was said that the emperor's words were golden and unchangeable. However, the old emperor obviously wasn’t a person who would stick to his original word. From earlier events where he wanted t...Chapter 80 Moving into a Fragrant Boudoir

At this time, Yun Qianyue and Rong Jing had already walked onto another main street. Despite it being noon, the bustling street was teeming with people, their voices blending into a continuous soundscape of calls for attention.

Gazing at the vibrant scene in front of her, Yun Qianyue felt as though she were stepping from hell to heaven compared to the quiet alleyway she had just left. It made her feel as if everything that happened earlier was merely a dream. She glanced back at Rong Jing; his expression remained calm and indifferent. Observing her injured arm with blood-soaked bandages, she couldn't help but think about how long this facade of prosperity in the Heavenly Empire could be sustained.

As Yun Qianyue's mind wandered, suddenly, she felt herself being lifted off the ground. Looking up, she saw Rong Jing carrying her horizontally and was startled. She asked him angrily, "What are you doing"

"You're severely injured; you can't walk anymore," said Rong Jing as he looked down at her. His tone was warm.

"I can walk!" Yun Qianyue glared at him and noticed that the commoners had spotted them, all looking their way inquisitively. Feeling embarrassed, she used her uninjured hand to push against Rong Jing and commanded him firmly, "Put me down."

Rather than loosening his grip, Rong Jing tightened it. Lowering his voice nearly to a whisper, he said, "If you're severely injured and scared out of your wits, then tomorrow onwards, for a period of time, you can rest in the mansion and don't have to go to the study hall."

Yun Qianyue immediately ceased her struggles. She closed her eyes and buried her head into Rong Jing's chest, letting her injured arm dangle outward so that everyone could clearly see it.

Rong Jing chuckled softly when he saw Yun Qianyue obediently nestling in his arms like a cat. His laughter caused the slightest tremor through his chest as the corner of his lips curved into an extremely pleased smile, transforming his delicate features into a breathtaking sight akin to snow lilies blooming.

Behind them, Xiang Ge and Mo Li exchanged a glance; both their stern expressions twitched in response.

Hearing Rong Jing's laughter, Yun Qianyue rolled her eyes. She jabbed him fiercely with the unharmed fingers of one hand while gritting her teeth to warn him quietly, "If you dare drop me, I'll make sure you regret it."

"Rest assured, I won't let go," Rong Jing stopped laughing and said softly, "We still have a way to go before we reach the Yun王府. You can rest on my shoulder for now."

"Yes, cutting open bellies is so tiring," Yun Qianyue yawned.

Rong Jing's body stiffened as he paused in his steps. His arm trembled slightly and the remnants of a smile vanished from his lips. Lowering his gaze to look at Yun Qianyue, his expression turned odd with a hint of frustration. "What a pity! If you had cut open all those people for research, it would have been quite an achievement. Then everyone in the world would keep their distance."

"Would you" Yun Qianyue snorted; recalling this person's wicked deeds made her clench her teeth with hatred. "If you kept your distance from me as far as ten miles, I'd go back and cut open all those people so that you could enjoy it."

"It would not serve my purpose," said Rong Jing after a moment of silence. "So there's no need to do it."

"True," Yun Qianyue retorted sarcastically, "You’re inherently poisonous; nothing can harm you!"

Rong Jing’s lips twitched at her words as his steps faltered again. Blinking his long eyelashes and looking up to the sky briefly before glancing back down at the sleeping Yun Qianyue in his arms, he fell silent and resumed walking.

Xiang Ge and Mo Li stumbled slightly behind him.

Yun Qianyue, not hearing Rong Jing's voice anymore, decided to rest. However, she soon felt something was amiss; the bustling street had fallen eerily quiet since they walked by earlier. Opening her eyes, she saw that everyone along this main street had stopped what they were doing and stared at them with varying expressions.

Yun Qianyue closed her eyes again, thinking these people's reactions were an improvement compared to yesterday’s in the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion. But before her thoughts settled, she heard a series of loud sounds and gasps from the street, interspersed with calls like "Prince Jing" and "Miss Qianyue."

Yun Qianyue rolled her eyes again; ancient people were indeed naive! Was it really necessary to be so shocked She wasn't a demon or monster! This happened every time she went out with him. She would have to keep away from this guy in the future as he was such a bother!

Rong Jing remained unperturbed by the sounds and gasps around them, continuing steadily forward as if walking through an empty street.

The clamor gradually subsided, with people watching Rong Jing attentively.

Those who hadn’t seen Prince Jing thought of him as a god above the clouds; those who had seen him before felt he looked different today. He was no longer distant and aloof but exuded an indescribable warmth that made even the coldest day feel like spring.

The commotion lasted only moments, and then someone exclaimed in shock, "Look! Miss Qianyue is injured!"

Great! It took them this long to notice Yun Qianyue was annoyed; she jabbed Rong Jing's chest with her fingers again. Obviously everyone had been staring at the demon prince’s face all along.

"Behave, just hold on for a moment more. We'll be heading back to the estate soon!" Rong Jing lowered his head and looked at Yun Qianyue with a gentle tone, yet spoke rather loudly.

Yun Qianyue's hand stiffened, her head spun, and she nearly fainted. She was starting to suspect that this man had gone mad.

The surprised murmurs from the surrounding crowd once again fell silent due to Rong Jing’s overly kind words.

Yun Qianyue felt somewhat irritated in her heart, but now she could no longer jump out of his arms and run back home with vigor. For the sake of her plan not to attend class at the Study Hall today, she had to continue pretending. However, unwillingly, she used her hand again to push him hard, this dead man must have done it on purpose.

Rong Jing's gaze focused with a smile. Even though he was carrying someone, his pace remained unhurried. But at that moment, no one paid attention to his steps; they were all stunned by the warmth of his words.

"Can you walk faster" Yun Qianyue nearly ground her teeth in frustration but didn't dare speak loudly.

"You're too heavy. I can't move fast," Rong Jing shook his head.

Yun Qianyue almost choked, and said angrily: "Are you a man How could I weigh that much" Especially with this body being only fifteen years old and not fully grown yet, she was as skinny as a bamboo stick. He, an adult male, actually claimed her too heavy to carry Useless!

"Whether one is a man or not isn't something to doubt about. If you're suspicious..." Rong Jing looked down at her.

“Get lost!” Yun Qianyue interrupted him, unable to bear it anymore and shouted at the back, "M…" Her voice was just out of her lips when she felt herself sway and bumped straight into his chest, her head spinning. The rest of what she wanted to say was stifled.

"Xiange, Molì, hurry back to Yun王府and report that Miss Shanyue is seriously injured," Rong Jing turned around and glanced at Xian Ge and Mo Li, then instructed them.

“Yes, Young Master!” Xian Ge realized the young master was dismissing people and clenched his jaw tightly before replying. Seeing Mo Li hesitating to leave, he pulled him forcefully with a flash of movement, blending into the shadows.

Yun Qianyue took some time for her mind to clear up as she was so furious that it felt like blood was gushing out of her body. She gritted her teeth and said angrily: "I'm still a patient!" Was there any way to treat patients like this He was truly heartless!

"Yes, I know you're seriously injured. Just hold on for a little longer; we'll reach Yun王府in another street," Rong Jing ignored Yun Qianyue’s anger and softly coaxed her.

Yun Qianyue took a deep breath, agreeing with him that she was indeed ill — almost killed by his temper. As long as she endured this moment, today's ordeal, she would swear to have nothing more to do with this scoundrel, and he could go wherever the wind blows.

Rong Jing couldn't see Yun Qianyue’s face but noticed her breathing getting heavier or lighter by turns. The smile in his eyes deepened slightly.

Without speaking further, they walked unimpeded through the streets. Each time Rong Jing passed, everyone hurriedly made way for them.

About half a stick of incense later, they reached the corner of the street leading to Yun王府where Yun Meng rushed over with several people in tow. With a worried look on his face, he almost ran into Rong Jing and quickly stopped, looking at him in surprise.

"Hm!" Rong Jing nodded and said to Yun Meng: "She's injured."

“Miss is injured Is it serious This arm…” Yun Meng turned pale upon seeing Yun Qianyue’s drooping arm covered in blood. Without waiting for Rong Jing to speak, he let out a sentence, “I'll immediately go to the palace and fetch an imperial physician,” before turning around and running towards the palace.

Rong Jing didn't look at Yun Meng but continued walking toward Yun王府.

Yun Qianyue wanted to say that she didn’t need a doctor, but hearing the sound of Yun Meng’s feet, she knew he had already rushed far away. She was too lazy to speak further.

"Qianyue!" At this moment, a voice filled with anxiety and familiarity came from behind them, followed by someone who landed gracefully in front of Rong Jing. The gust of wind caused by the rustling silk robe made one of Yun王府's guards shudder.

Yun Qianyue’s heart warmed at hearing her brother’s familiar voice; she knew he was cold on the outside but warm-hearted inside.

"Young Master Jing, how is my sister" Upon receiving news from the palace that Yun Qianyue and Rong Jing had been attacked, Yun Muhuan rushed directly to the quiet street where it happened. Not seeing them there, he hurriedly followed after hearing that Yun Qianyue was injured. Now seeing Rong Jing carrying her and her stillness in his arms made his heart clench.

"She's been hit by a secret weapon and injured her arm," Rong Jing glanced at Yun Muhuan and said softly.

Yun Muhan immediately reached out to roll up Yun Qianmo's sleeve, but when he saw that the white handkerchief wrapped around her arm was stained with blood, he asked urgently, "What kind of hidden weapon caused this injury"

"It's from the Money Clan's Three Leaf Fragrant." Rong Jing said.

Yun Muhan's expression changed. He let go of Yun Qianmo's sleeve without saying anything further.

"She didn't have to get hurt if she hadn't tried to save me and block the hidden weapon for me," Rong Jing added.

Yun Muhan was taken aback, looking at Rong Jing. Rong Jing's eyes were calm and showed no emotion as he slowly nodded his head before shifting his gaze towards Yun Qianmo, who seemed to be sleeping soundlessly without uttering a word. He pursed his lips slightly and his voice became stiff, "Then let’s hurry back to the manor! Grandfather and Father King must have received news by now."

"Yes," Rong Jing nodded in agreement.

Yun Muhan turned around intending to leave but then suddenly turned back toward Rong Jing, stretching out his hand. "Give her to me!"

Rong Jing looked deeply at Yun Muhan and without opposing him, handed Yun Qianmo into his arms.

Yun Muhan received Yun Qianmo, quickly walking towards the Yun Manor but the handsome face that had turned around showed a hint of coldness. His gaze toward Yun Qianmo contained several complex emotions.

Rong Jing followed closely behind Yun Muhan at his usual unhurried pace.

After taking a few steps, Yun Muhan suddenly looked back and said to Rong Jing, "Thank you for looking after my sister for so long. You don't need to trouble yourself anymore. Today, I’m grateful that you brought her back to me. I will treat her wound myself and won’t require your accompaniment. The Yun Manor is currently too preoccupied to entertain a Prince Regent, thus it would be best if the Prince Regent returns to the Rong王府 first. Another day, Muhan will visit the Rong王府 to pay his respects for all the care you've shown my sister."

Yun Qianmo blinked her eyes in Yun Muhan’s arms, thinking that this older brother of hers was quite adorable. What he said was clearly an attempt to drive Rong Jing away and indirectly telling him there would be no further connection with her. It suited her perfectly!

Rong Jing stopped walking, gave a light smile and responded to Yun Muhan, "I’m afraid I cannot comply with the Prince’s wishes. The old man entrusted me to look after her but failed to do so properly; now she has been injured while saving my life. It would be appropriate for me to go and apologize to the old man at the Yun Manor. As for past care, compared to this injury incurred while saving me, it is nothing worth mentioning, so there's no need for your visitation."

Yun Muhan’s expression darkened as he said, "Grandfather wouldn’t blame you. There’s really no need…"

"Stupid girl! Are you dead" Yun Muhan was interrupted by the voice of the elderly King Yun from ahead, who shouted angrily, "Little Cold, why are you still standing there chatting with Prince Jing Quickly bring her over here."

Yun Qianmo rolled her eyes fiercely, thinking that this old man really must be her grandfather to curse at her like this.

Yun Muhan could only stop and turn around while holding Yun Qianmo.

Rong Jing’s gaze fell on Yun Muhan's back. His clear eyes narrowed slightly as a layer of blackness filled them, then he walked slowly behind Yun Muhan.

A large crowd had already gathered in front of the Yun Manor’s main entrance by this time. The elderly King Yun and King Yun stood at the forefront with a group of servants from the Yun Manor behind them. Some distant relatives who had recently moved into the Yun Manor also stood there, some of whom were very fond of Yun Qianmo and looked worriedly towards her.

"Stupid girl! Are you really dead" Before Yun Muhan could approach, the elderly King Yun rushed forward with his cane. He glanced at Yun Qianmo in Yun Muhan's arms and then roared angrily, "If she’s not dead, get down from there right now! What kind of a spectacle is this"

"What do you mean by not dead I nearly died! Look at this; the hidden weapon struck my arm. If it had hit me on the forehead, how would you see me again" Yun Qianmo angrily said and suddenly reached out from Yun Muhan’s arms to roll up her sleeve, showing the injury on her arm to the old king. Due to the sudden movement, fresh blood started trickling down, staining the stones at the entrance.

The elderly King Yun's face changed drastically as he shouted loudly, "Stupid girl! Do you want your arm disabled Stop moving!"

Yun Qianmo huffed and refused to lower her hand. Her eyes turned red with tears welling up as she cried out to the old king, "I nearly died, yet when I see you, you don’t comfort me but instead scold me! Old man, let me just die."

With that said, Yun Qianmo pushed away from Yun Muhan and tried to jump down.

"Don’t move around!" Yun Muhan softly but firmly held onto her.

"I’ll continue moving and die. Then everyone will be relieved of me as I won’t get assassinated every day, nor would you look at me with disdain wanting to scold or teach me all the time. Let go, I’m going to die." Yun Qianmo ignored Yun Muhan’s hold and pushed his hands away.

"Listen! Don’t move!" Seeing that more blood was flowing from her injured arm, Yun Muhan's expression turned grim as he spoke sternly with a cold face, "If you continue moving around, I’ll toss you out to feed the dogs."

Yun Qianyue had never seen Yun Mumihan act this way before. She couldn’t help but tremble for a moment, and when she heard his last sentence, her anger flared even more. With wide eyes, she cried out loudly, "If you have the ability to throw me away, then I will deliberately move around. Move, move, move... Rong Jing, why are you holding onto my arm Let go of it!"

Rong Jing appeared to be lightly gripping Yun Qianyue's arm, but she could no longer escape from him. He seemed無奈地看了她一眼，聲音極其溫和溫柔，“乖，我知道你很委屈也很疼。彆亂動了，否則這條胳膊真廢了。你以後想吃芙蓉燒魚都要彆人餵你。”

Yun Qianyue harrumphed and truly stopped moving. Although she was throwing a tantrum, she still knew how to take care of herself. She just thought that the old Earl of Yun was too hateful. She absolutely had to翻身不可。這老頭以後再敢欺負她，她就鬨給他看。

Old Earl Yun was shocked by Yun Qianyue's actions and took a while before he found his voice. His eyes softened as he said, "You little brat! I just spoke to you for two sentences, why are you throwing such a tantrum Look at how energetic you look; you're not going to die."

"If you keep scolding me, I will definitely die," Yun Qianyue snapped back.

"You little brat! Why are you talking about dying That's bad luck! You should be burning incense and thanking heaven for letting you come back alive. Everyone is watching you; why would you throw such a tantrum" Old Earl Yun glared at Yun Qianyue.

"If you're not ashamed, why am I supposed to be I've already been humiliated enough, so it doesn't matter if I do this one more time," Yun Qianyue harrumphed. This old fool was the first one to talk about death and is now trying to turn things around. She shifted her gaze and saw many people gathered at the entrance, all looking at her.

Cai Lian and others had red eyes as if they were about to cry. Many people looked worriedly at Yun Qianyue's bleeding arm. The corner of her eye caught Lord Yun’s anxious expression, Old Earl Yun’s stern yet also worried look, and the stiff face of Cloud Muhan. She felt a warmth in her heart.

Yun Qianyue looked at everyone gathered there and realized for the first time that this was her home! She was no longer an orphan but had family now. Unlike in her previous life where she had to rely solely on herself, bear all her grievances alone, and deal with loneliness by talking to the moon at night, being meticulous about everything since childhood, striving for perfection in every matter, transforming herself into a robot to achieve her dreams, making her life devoid of any fun.

In this life, she was reborn into such an identity. Although the family background was too high and the status extraordinary, her identity complicated, and the big household's circumstances were too complex and not liked by her, but having a feeling of family warmth made her heart warm up from within. She no longer needed to restrain herself; she could do things that she didn't do in her previous life, feel familial love, and act however ridiculous or unreasonable people might think it is without minding others' gazes.

This kind of feeling was too good! It made her want to cry. So the tears that had just stopped flowed again, seemingly finding an outlet for the emotions accumulated over these years.

The tears dropped on Rong Jing's hand that held hers; Rong Jing’s hand seemed to be burned, and he trembled slightly as he looked up at her with a tight gaze. He gently said, "Alright, don't cry anymore. You haven’t eaten anything since morning, if you continue crying it will harm your body."

"Mind your own business; I want to cry," Yun Qianyue glared at Rong Jing.

"Fine, then keep on crying!" Rong Jing sighed and released her hand.

Yun Qianyue stopped crying. She realized that people shouldn’t be pampered too much; she had already started changing since coming to this world for just a few days. However, the strict version of herself from her previous life had done enough, so in this lifetime with family doting on her, being pampered was okay.

"Ahem! You little brat, my old bones will surely be worn out by you one day," Old Earl Yun looked at Yun Qianyue crying and his eyes were moistened. Seeing that she had been bleeding continuously from her arm, he immediately shouted, "Quickly, stop the bleeding for her; how could this continue" After shouting, seeing Cloud Muhan not moving, he angrily said, "Muhuan, what are you still standing there for Hurry up and stop the bleeding."

Cloud Muhan's originally cold face was shocked by Yun Qianyue’s tantrum. Then his expression became stiff when Rong Jing made her calm down with a few words; he looked at Rong Jing, his gaze turning cold but still not moving.

Rong Jing ignored Cloud Muhan's gaze and softly said to Old Earl Yun, "Grandfather, let me handle this! She was hit by Three-leaf Fragrant Drifts. I just removed the weapon for her, but only bandaged it simply. It needs re-bandaging now and a prescription to treat the injury properly; otherwise, her arm might not recover well."

Hearing this, Yun Qianyue didn’t dare move anymore. Her arm couldn't be ruined because of her misbehavior.

"Right, right, I’m being foolish! With Prince Rong here, we don’t need others," Old Earl Yun’s face changed when he heard about Three-leaf Fragrant Drifts and then relaxed a bit upon hearing that it was removed by Rong Jing. He quickly instructed Cloud Muhan.

Cloud Muhan stood still and said to Old Earl Yun, "Grandfather, why don’t you ask how she got injured"

Old Earl Yun scolded him, "How could she get hurt Who would like to be injured I heard a hundred assassins were involved; it’s amazing that she made it back alive. What's the big deal about this injury"

"She got injured protecting Prince Rong," Cloud Muhan said.

Old Earl Yun seemed to not expect Yun Qianyue was hurt while saving Rong Jing, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Yun Qianyue protected Prince Rong" Lord Yun, who had been silent until now, was also stunned.

The crowd at the entrance was equally shocked.

Yun Qianyue gritted her teeth inwardly. Damn Cloud Muhan! She just thought he was good earlier; now he's annoying, bringing up this matter that she’s already angry about. She immediately angrily retorted, "Who said so I got injured from the weapon myself."

Yun Muhan withdrew his gaze and looked at Yun Qianmo, his eyes turning cold. "Do you yourself know the reason."

"So what if I do I just happened to save him. If I knew he would die from pain, I wouldn't have saved this heartless person." Yun Qianmo harrumphed.

Upon hearing her words, Yun Muhan's expression improved slightly.

"Forgive me, Grand Duke Yun. It's all Rong Jing's fault. I didn't take care of her as you instructed me to," Rong Jing said apologetically at this moment. He bowed deeply to the Old Royal Duke and his tone sounded like he was admitting guilt.

"Haha, this little girl did the right thing. She didn’t waste your efforts in teaching her," the old royal duke laughed instead of getting angry. He waved a hand towards Yun Muhan. "Quickly, go into the residence before she bleeds out completely. Quickly have Young Lord Jing properly bandage her."

"I will bandage her up myself and won’t trouble Young Lord Jing," Yun Muhan said.

"Where do you have better medical skills than Young Lord Jing Stop being indecisive! Do you really want the little girl to bleed to death" The old royal duke glared at Yun Muhan.

Yun Muhan cast a glance towards Rong Jing and did not say anything more. He walked briskly into the residence.

"Young Lord Jing, hurry up, let’s go to Little Girl Qianmo's Moonlight Pavilion," the old royal duke called out to Rong Jing.

Rong Jing nodded his head and followed after him.

Yun Muhan felt that today Yun Muhan was acting odd but he had no time for such matters. He quickly walked over.

Cai Lian, Ting Xue, Ting Yu, and the others with tear-filled eyes ran into the residence as well. The people gathered at the entrance looked at each other; they were all thinking that Lady Qianmo was injured while trying to save Young Lord Jing…

After returning to Moonlight Pavilion, Yun Muhan placed Yun Qianmo on a bed and turned around to look at Rong Jing who had followed in.

"Young Lord Jing, quickly bandage up this smelly girl! She’s such a small body; all her blood is going to be drained out," the old royal duke urged Rong Jing.

“Mm!” Rong Jing walked slowly towards Yun Qianmo. He looked at her and saw that she did not seem to mind being injured, even though she had been bleeding profusically since earlier. She was currently sitting quietly on the bed, as if this injury wasn’t a big deal for her. He rolled up his sleeves, then rolled up Yun Qianmo’s sleeves. With gentle movements, he untied and threw away the blood-soaked handkerchief to reveal her backhand that had almost bared bone.

The moment the handkerchief was removed, a series of sharp intakes of breath could be heard around them.

Zhao Mama knew they needed to clean the wound and brought in some water. Seeing Yun Qianmo’s injury, she nearly dropped the basin.

"How… How did it get so severe" The old royal duke pointed at Yun Qianmo's arm with a trembling finger.

Yun Qianmo rolled her eyes at the old royal duke. "Do you think my injuries are light"

The old royal duke’s beard curled up as he raged at Yun Qianmo, raising his cane to hit her. But in the end, he held back.

"Go ahead and hit me! Hit me until I’m dead. See who will still call you Grandfather," Yun Qianmo said confidently, since she had an injury now. She thought that if she didn’t cure this old man’s bad temper at this time, when would be the right time

The old royal duke harrumphed and put down his cane. "I’ll hit you after your injuries heal."

Yun Qianmo rolled her eyes again but ignored him. She looked towards Yun Muhan who was standing like a wooden pole in front of her bed. “Big Brother, why are you acting like a wooden stake When I see this face of yours, my entire body stiffens. Get away from me.”

Yun Muhan stood still and looked at Yun Qianmo’s bloody arm with an icy expression.

"Young Master Yun should move back slightly. Otherwise, I won’t be able to bandage her," Rong Jing said to Yun Muhan.

"Hanhao, quickly get out of the way," the old royal duke waved his hand at Yun Muhan.

Yun Muhan stepped backwards a little but didn't move more than two steps. He still stared at Yun Qianmo’s arm with an expression so cold it could freeze hot water into ice cubes.

"Ah, Big Brother, don’t you have to go back to the palace Can Qing Wan Princess live without you Looking at me like this will turn me into a popsicle," Yun Qianmo sighed. She knew her brother was awkward but cute. Although he did things that made others hate him, he actually treated her well. She was clear about this point in her heart.

"No way! I won't go there ever again," Yun Muhan said coldly.

"Han'er, what nonsense are you talking The Emperor allowed you to accompany the princess for a while. How can you not go Moon now has Prince Jingshi here who will cure her arm. Since she's no longer in danger, you should still go to the palace!" Lord Yun said immediately.

"I said I won't go and I won’t," Yun Muhan said firmly and resolutely.

Yun Qianyue blinked, wondering if her brother really didn't have any feelings for Qingwan Princess She also did not advocate a marriage without love or affection. If there was no affection, it could still be possible to try loving each other, like she wanted to marry Rong Feng whom she liked the first time she saw him because of his purity like snow. With appreciation and fondness as a foundation, she was willing to try loving him and marrying him. But Yun Muhan didn’t even want to try with Qingwan Princess, which indicated there’s no hope. It is indeed hard to force oneself to interact with someone one dislikes.

Thinking this way, Yun Qianyue spoke up: "Brother, if you don't want to go then just stay away from it. If Qingwan Princess ends up never recovering, she can’t blame you for her life-long illness. It’s not your fault either. Even the Emperor should be reasonable; otherwise he would be a tyrant."

Yun Muhan was taken aback and finally looked at Yun Qianyue's face after removing his gaze from Yun Qianyue’s hand.

"Qianyue, don’t say such nonsense! How could the Emperor possibly be a tyrant" Lord Yun hurriedly shouted to stop her.

"Father, you fear this and that all your life, indeed leading to peace. But now even if you fear this and that day and night without rest, is it useful Whether the Emperor is a tyrant or not isn't decided by me alone. The eyes of common people are very sharp; they will give their verdict after thousands of years." Yun Qianyue looked at Lord Yun and said calmly.

Lord Yun opened his mouth to refute her, but no words came out.

"Mm, the stinky girl is right. Haner doesn’t need to go to the palace anymore in future. I will inform the Emperor of this later." The old Lord Yun nodded and looked at Yun Qianyue with approval before turning to Lord Yun and said reprovingly, "Look at your cowardice, even a child is better than you. An elderly like me who was renowned for my valor all my life could give birth to such a timid creature. You seek compromise day by day; look at your little accomplishments, it’s as if you’re regressing with each passing day. No wonder the stinky girl's mother never looked up to you."

"Father!" Lord Yun was hit where it hurts and his face showed displeasure.

"Did I say something wrong Forget it, talking to you just wastes my saliva. Now go with me to see the Emperor. By the way, find Rong Oldie at Rong王府 and tell him that his grandson and my granddaughter were intercepted for an assassination attempt in broad daylight on a street of Jingcheng. What a laughable joke! The culprit behind this must be uncovered thoroughly by the Emperor; I demand an explanation from the old me."

"Father is right, this matter needs to be investigated thoroughly." This time Lord Yun nodded in agreement.

"Prince Jingshi, you stay here for now. Little Miss Qianyue’s Hall of Fragrance is spacious and there are many rooms; if you don’t mind being cramped up a little bit, you can stay here for several days to change the medicine on her arm daily since she needs it." As old Lord Yun was about to leave, he remembered something and said to Rong Jing who was bandaging Yun Qianyue’s wound clearly: "If you do not want to live here, you may choose any part of this mansion that pleases you. If there really is nowhere…"

"Grandfather Yun, I have no such fusses and will just stay here," Rong Jing shook his head.

"That’s good! You can stay in Little Miss Qianyue’s courtyard then. I’ll go to the palace first; you must look after her carefully so she doesn’t move around recklessly." Old Lord Yun was very satisfied with how reasonable Rong Jing was and left after saying this.

"Father, this might not be a good idea," Lord Yun hurriedly said upon being alarmed.

“What's wrong It’s you who likes to meddle; hurry up and go.” Old Lord Yun scolded his son for interrupting him.

Lord Yun was silent. He knew that once the old lord made a decision, there was nothing he could say about it. Looking at Rong Jing, whom he saw bandaging Yun Qianyue’s arm extremely delicately and gently, Lord Yun suddenly had a thought, his face showing shock.

"I don't want to!" Yun Qianyue loudly refuted. This heartless person wanted to move in There was no justice!

"You can’t refuse either. Prince Jingshi humbly took up the role of your personal doctor and you still raise an objection No talking," Old Lord Yun turned around to give Yun Qianyue a sharp look.

"My brother is also skilled in medicine, he could take care of me, Rong Jing has to go back to the palace to substitute for lessons… I don’t want him here…" Yun Qianyue decided that she would definitely resist this time. Originally, she planned to cut off her relationship with this heartless person this time; how can it be possible for him to suddenly come and live in her territory Does she still have a way out then

"I will talk to the Emperor today; Prince Jingshi doesn’t need to go back to the palace tomorrow to substitute classes," Old Lord Yun looked at Yun Muhan and continued, "Haner is not as skilled as Prince Jingshi in medicine. Don’t leave a scar on your arm, otherwise it would be very ugly. Also, I will go to the palace now to ask for an imperial order for Haner to investigate the culprit; he won’t have time to take care of you. Do you think someone else can help him find anything"

"I still don't want that either. I can take care of myself…" Yun Qianyue firmly refused this person’s moving in; she wished she could be as far away from him as possible. She was able to handle her own arm injury by herself, just like when she had several bullets inside her before. Although the poison from this dark weapon was domineering, it did not scare her.

"What can you take care of yourself You only know how to cause trouble and eat besides that. Besides, I will order you tomorrow to go back to the palace for classes as I see that’s where you would be more willing to go," Old Lord Yun snorted, interrupting Yun Qianyue’s speech without heeding her desire to yell in anger, then kindly said to Rong Jing: "Prince Jingshi, we’re putting you through some trouble."

"Grandfather Yun is too kind!" Rong Jing seemed to smile and shook his head; whatever the angle one looked at him, he appeared elegant.

Old Lord Yun nodded extremely approvingly before giving Yun Qianyue another threatening look then left. Lord Yun was shocked awake, also glancing at Yun Qianyue and Rong Jing once. His gaze lingered on Rong Jing’s smiling face for a moment; it seemed like he sighed, following the old lord out. if nothing had happened, while Rong Feng and Cao Zuo are also enjoying themselves at Fushoushan Mountain. The loyal ministers like Prince Deking and Prince Xiaoding and Chancellor Qin are all there t...