Chapter 84 - Let's Give It a Try

thout clarifying the situation first. Since this wasn’t a dream and there were no ghosts during broad daylight, it must be a real person. As her mind gradually cleared, memories of recent events came...Chapter 84: Let's Give It a Try

When Yun Qianyue left the Sky Character Number One room, she saw that the door of the Sky Character Number Two room was open. Ye Tianqing came out with Qin Yucang in his arms. She blinked and realized that Qin Yucang couldn't walk anymore. This wasn’t her fault; it could only be blamed on Ye Tianqing for overworking her.

Ye Tianqing left the room, surprised to see Yun Qianyue. He smiled and asked, "Sister Moon, are you returning home or going somewhere else"

"Returning home!" Yun Qianyue saw that Qin Yucang had buried her head in Ye Tianqing's arms and dared not peek out. She chuckled, "I have to attend the Emperor Uncle’s birthday celebration tomorrow! How can Miss Qin display her talents like this You are the most beautiful woman and the most talented lady of Heavenly Saint Kingdom; if everyone doesn’t see your performance, I think all the envoys will be disappointed."

Qin Yucang's body stiffened.

"Yucang can rest for one night and should be fine tomorrow," Ye Tianqing said gently.

"Shouldn’t you prepare some chicken soup or bird’s nest, along with blood-nourishing food when she gets back home to help her recover faster" Yun Qianyue thought that Qin Yucang probably hated her by now based on today's events.

“Yes! I will inform Chancellor Qin and instruct the people in the chancellor’s mansion to prepare them,” Ye Tianqing nodded.

Yun Qianyue saw a slight tremor run through Qin Yucang's body. She smiled and nodded, not saying anything more as she headed downstairs first. Linglian and Ixue followed her, thinking that their mistress had shown an unusual amount of concern for Miss Qin today.

Ye Tianqing carried Qin Yucang behind Yun Qianyue, openly returning to the mansion rather than hiding it. He walked down the stairs with her in his arms.

In Drunken Fragrance Pavilion, guests were everywhere. The Jade Palanquin of the Southern Liang Nation Master had just passed by, and now people gathered in groups of three or five, discussing amongst themselves when they saw Yun Qianyue coming out first with a graceful gait descending from upstairs. They immediately fell silent, staring at her in amazement. After Yun Qianyue left, everyone’s gaze shifted to Ye Tianqing who carried Qin Yucang down the stairs behind her. Although they couldn’t see Qin Yucang’s appearance, remembering that the Crown Prince and Miss Qin from the Chancellor's Mansion went upstairs together earlier made it easy for them to guess who she was. Moreover, as Qin Yucang was the most beautiful woman, people would remember what she wore. Seeing her in a new dress and being carried by Ye Tianqing now, they exchanged glances with various thoughts. However, since Qin Yucang had already become an official Crown Princess Consort, it seemed normal.

Ye Tianqing didn’t look at the crowd inside Drunken Fragrance Pavilion but calmly walked out of the building with Qin Yucang in his arms. The moment he left, a commotion erupted in Drunken Fragrance Pavilion. Despite Qin Yucang being an official Crown Princess Consort, this was ancient times where even a pebble dropped into the sea would create massive waves. Therefore, topics quickly shifted from the Southern Liang Nation Master to Ye Tianqing and Qin Yucang.

Yun Qianyue naturally guessed Ye Tianqing’s intention in not hiding as he carried Qin Yucang downstairs. He wanted the news of them to spread widely. With Qin Yucang's reputation tarnished, linking it with his name would prevent her from causing trouble. If Chancellor Qin didn’t want to ruin his daughter’s life, he’d naturally support Ye Tianqing completely. Being the top official among all officials and having held the position of chancellor for decades, his roots were extremely deep; thus, he could compete equally with Night Sky Eryi. Otherwise, even though he had been the Crown Prince in court for twenty years, it was like using an egg to hit a rock against someone supported by the entire Northern Frontier and the old emperor.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of Drunken Fragrance Pavilion. Linglian and Ixue lifted up the curtains, and Yun Qianyue got in. The carriage headed towards Cloud Manor.

After a while, Yun Qianyue suddenly asked, "Do you know where Southern Liang’s Nation Master was placed"

"It's said he was accommodated in the palace for receiving envoys from Southern Liang. It used to be Prince Rui’s residence but since Prince Rui always stayed at Cloud Manor, that place has been empty all along. Now with the arrival of the Nation Master and him staying together with Prince Rui," Linglian said.

“Hm!” Yun Qianyue nodded her head, “Let's go to Southern Liang’s palace!"

"Miss" Linglian was surprised.

"It's okay! I won't take action anymore. It's just a visit," Yun Qianyue said.

“Tomorrow at the birthday banquet, you will see,” Linglian looked at Yun Qianyue and whispered, “Sister Huasheng has been investigating information about Southern Liang’s Nation Master these days. Going like this isn’t good. We should wait for Red Pavilion to retrieve a portrait of the Nation Master or more details before taking any action. The Southern Liang’s Nation Master is an enigmatic figure. I fear Miss will suffer losses."

"That's right! Let's return home first, Miss," Ixue also advised, "Besides, today being his arrival in the capital, someone from the Emperor has been secretly observing every move made by the palace. It wouldn't be wise for you to go there now."

“You’re both right! Let’s head home then,” Yun Qianyue smiled and nodded without arguing further. Taking advice is better than eating a full meal. Furthermore, she wasn’t particularly curious about Southern Liang's Nation Master either; it was just an inexplicable feeling tugging at her heart to see what kind of person he was.

Linglian and Ixue exchanged glances, relieved that their mistress wouldn't act recklessly and found this more likable.

There was no further talk as they returned to Cloud Manor in the carriage.

At the main gate of Yun Manor, Yun Li wore a simple brocade robe waiting there. Standing not far from him beside the old emperor's chief eunuch Wencai was standing.

The carriage had barely stopped when Manlai's respectful voice rang out, "Miss Qianyue, the Emperor sent me to inform you. Tomorrow, envoys from various countries will come for congratulations. The Emperor and Empress have decided that the young ladies of all noble families in Jing City should perform at a birthday banquet. You are specially chosen by His Majesty to showcase your talents; do not make any excuses. Please prepare yourself."

Yun Qianyue lifted the curtain, glanced outside the carriage, and nodded at Manlai, "Understood!"

"Then I shall return to the palace," Manlai bid farewell as he saw Yun Qianyue nodding. He climbed onto the imperial carriage and left the entrance of the Yun王府.

Yun Qianyue watched the carriage leave, then sneered inwardly; the old emperor specifically instructed her to perform. This must mean that he has some ulterior motive in mind, but if he doesn't fear disrupting his own birthday celebrations, she needn't worry either.

"Miss Qianyue! This is a memorial drafted by the Office of Internal Affairs recently, informing all noble families about upcoming events!" Yun Li handed a memorial to Yun Qianyue as soon as she got off the carriage.

"Office of Internal Affairs" Yun Qianyue raised an eyebrow.

"Yes," Yun Li nodded.

Yun Qianyue took the memorial, opened it and saw that it listed the names, birth dates, and family backgrounds of all women in the Yun王府. Even those from other branches who had moved into the mansion were included. She was at the top of the list; second on the list were the daughters of Concubines Three and Five. Yun Qianyue frowned and asked, "What does the Office of Internal Affairs need this for"

Yun Li glanced at her then lowered his voice to say, "I’ve sent people to investigate but haven’t found out anything useful. The Empress in the palace doesn't know either. But I think His Majesty probably intends to hold a selection ceremony; the Office of Internal Affairs must be preparing for it."

"Selection ceremony" Yun Qianyue chuckled suddenly, "The old emperor wants to select imperial consorts He’s fifty-five already!"

"It's not uncommon. His Majesty hasn't held a selection in ten years! Many of the concubines have left the palace recently. After Concubine Cold's face was disfigured by you, she no longer enjoys the Emperor's favor. Apart from Empress Ming, there’s only one other consort—Consort Ming. Consort Ming worries constantly about her three daughters; Princess Qingwan is dead and Seventh Princess hasn’t spoken for years. She only has Sixth Princess to rely on but even then, she still yearns for Prince Jing," Yun Li glanced at Yun Qianyue before continuing when he saw no reaction from her. "There are very few consorts left with titles in the palace. There have been court officials recommending that His Majesty replenish the harem."

"Indeed!" Yun Qianyue smiled and shook the memorial. She then raised an eyebrow, asking: "But why rush to draft this list before the birthday banquet The banquet is busy with envoys from various countries and vassal lords coming to offer their greetings. It will be a long time after that before everything settles down for the selection ceremony."

"I suspect His Majesty wants to preview these lists during the banquet and get ideas then. Besides Prince Heir’s engagement, all imperial princes who have reached adulthood but are unmarried need consorts now. In addition, many young lords of noble families in Jing City have also come of age and should be getting married," Yun Li said softly.

Yun Qianyue's eyes flickered; the old emperor seems to intend to arrange marriages at this banquet! Or if not, he will use the performance of the young ladies as an opportunity to observe their virtues and suitability for marriage. The previous generation of princes and ministers have stepped down, while the new generation of youth are coming into their own. A fresh batch of successors is needed for the future prosperity of the Tian Sheng dynasty. He must control this network of marital alliances formed in a new round of marriages to pave the way for the next emperor.

The heir's concubine had died, and he still needs one. Fourth Prince, Seventh Prince, and other princes are unmarried yet. The sons of nobles and ministers also need to get married. Daughters from noble families and ministerial households will soon be married off too. It seems the old emperor’s birthday banquet isn't just about selecting imperial consorts; it's more about consolidating a marital network centered around imperial power for future generations.

"You’re right! Uncle Meng didn’t misjudge you, nor did I!" Yun Qianyue smiled at Yun Li when she thought of this. She handed the memorial back to him and said: "I’ve already understood about this matter; just submit it to the Office of Internal Affairs."

Yun Li took the memorial with a nod.

Yun Qianyue stepped into the Yun王府, heading towards her residence. Ling Lian and Yi Xue exchanged glances before following behind her. After passing through the front courtyard to the inner compound, they turned around a pillar where Third Concubine and Fifth Concubine were waiting with their daughters by their sides. They had been standing there for quite some time and smiled happily at Yun Qianyue as she approached.

Yun Qianyue's eyes flashed; she already guessed why they were here. It was to ask her for help in selecting good matches for their daughters, trying to ingratiate themselves with her.

"Miss Qianyue! We’ve been waiting for you!" Third Concubine greeted with a smile as she approached.

"Yes! We waited and waited until finally you’re here," Fifth Concubine said smilingly too.

Yun Qianyue smiled faintly at them, "What is it that Third and Fifth Concubines are waiting for"

"Well…" Third and Fifth Concubines glanced at each other then shook their heads simultaneously. "Nothing, nothing, we just missed you recently and wanted to see if you’re feeling better," they said.

"I’m well now. Since there’s nothing urgent, I’ll head back to my residence," Yun Qianyue thought that since they had the chance but didn’t say anything important, she wouldn't be held responsible for it. With that, she waved her sleeve and walked past them.

Third and Fifth Concubines were taken aback, immediately opening their mouths to speak but no sound came out. They stared at Yun Qianyue in surprise before exchanging a glance, wondering why they suddenly couldn’t talk anymore.

"Mother, what's wrong with you two" Seeing that the expressions of the eldest and fourth Misses of the Yun Wang Mansion were unusual, they hurriedly asked.

The two tried to speak but couldn't produce any sound, so they pointed at their throats simultaneously.

The second and fourth misses were startled; they immediately shouted to the maidservants behind them, "Quickly get a doctor!"

The maidservant rushed off to call for a doctor. The two supported Third Auntie and Fifth Auntie's bodies and looked at Yun Qianyue. They saw that Yun Qianyue had already left without any trace. In their hearts, they knew it must be related to her; however, with Yun Qianyue in charge of the Yun Wang Mansion, they dared not express their anger.

Yun Qianyue turned back and smiled. Third Auntie and Fifth Auntie were too well-informed. Especially on the day when Yun Xianghe attempted suicide by hanging at Xiaoxing Prince's Manor, she had just received the news before Third Auntie did the same and rushed to Feng Concubine’s residence. Although it was helpful to her, a woman like this who could reach anywhere in the mansion and wasn’t content always posed a hazard. She would give them a minor warning today. If they didn't behave properly, she wouldn't hesitate to clean up the inner quarters!

After returning to Qianyue Pavilion, Yun Qianyue walked to the door, yawned, waved at Ling Lian and Yi Xue, and said, "I've been so tired today. I need to sleep now. Don't disturb me."

The two nodded simultaneously as Yun Qianyue entered her room, threw herself onto the large bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep shortly after. Watching a performance was also quite tiring.

Qianyue Pavilion was quiet, and so was the house within it; Yun Qianyue slept very soundly.

After an unknown period of time had passed, outside suddenly came Ling Lian's lowered voice, "Little Prince Rong, Miss is sleeping. Do you have anything urgent She ordered not to disturb her."

"Sleeping It’s still early in the day! How could she go to bed so early" Night Qingran was originally going through a window; however, Ling Lian and Yi Xue were very vigilant and discovered him. He had no choice but to stand at the door with an eyebrow raised.

"Miss said she was tired and went to sleep when she returned from Drunken Fragrance Tower!" Ling Lian whispered back.

"When did she return from Drunken Fragrance Tower" Night Qingran asked.

"She came back after the Southern Liang State Tutor arrived in the capital city!" Ling Lian replied.

"So that means she's been sleeping for half a day She only watched one play. How could she be so tired" Night Qingran looked at the room, waved his hand to Ling Lian, and said, "She should have woken up after napping for half a day. Move aside; I'll go wake her up. I need something from her."

Hearing that Night Qingran had matters he needed to discuss with Miss, Ling Lian hesitated and then said, "Then let me wake Miss!"

"I've been here more than once before; I have entered her room when she was sleeping too! What's there to be afraid of Move aside!" Night Qingran waved his hand, the two took a step back, he pushed open the door, and strode in.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue knew that Miss treated Little Prince Rong differently, so they didn’t obstruct him much and let him go in.

Yun Qianyue woke up when Night Qingran arrived. She opened her eyes and saw Night Qingran approaching the bed, then asked lazily, "What is it"

"Little girl, did you paint seventy-two springs for Ye Tianqing" Night Qingran stopped in his tracks and stood by the bedside.

Yun Qianyue was stunned. "How do you know"

"I would know anything related to Ye Tianqing. Otherwise, why did I appear so promptly when Qin Yucun tried to kill him Do you really think it's because I mistakenly entered the wrong room while looking for you If I couldn't distinguish between Room T-1 and Room T-2, I'd be a fool!" Night Qingran raised his eyebrows at Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue blinked her eyes, wondering whether she should admit that the power of the Deying Prince's Manor was considerable or that Night Qingran couldn't be underestimated. She smiled and nodded in admission, "Yes, I did paint them! I felt it’s better to seize the opportunity rather than wait for a good time. Once he sees these paintings, he will understand his own shortcomings and the intricacies of the situation very quickly!"

"Get up now!" Night Qingran reached out to pull Yun Qianyue.

"Why" When Yun Qianyue was pulled up by Night Qingran, she raised her eyebrows at him.

"Start painting for me right away; you promised to give me one too," Night Qingran said in a serious tone.

Yun Qianyue's mouth twitched, "You want it now Don't tell me you're eager to try the Seventy-Two Springs"

"I just wanna see what the Seventy-Two Springs look like! I want Night Tianqiong to see your expression while drawing!" Ye Qingran pulled Yun Qianyue up and urged, "Hurry up!"

"Alright." Yun Qianyue got up reluctantly.

Ye Qingran let go of her and walked to the table to grind ink himself.

"What happened after Night Tianqiong escorted Qin Yuning back to the Prime Minister's Manor What was Chancellor Qin's reaction" Yun Qianyue put on her shoes, came over to the table, laid out the rice paper, and sat down to ask.

Chancellor Qin could only be furious! He had worked hard to cultivate a golden phoenix for so many years, but now it had fallen into the water. But as long as Night Tianqiong was still the Crown Prince, he would not dare to take action. Moreover, this matter spread throughout the entire capital within half a day and throughout the country in two days. He could only follow Night Tianqiong's lead and hope for a peaceful resolution. Ye Qingran sneered, "This move by Night Tianqiong is probably his most correct step in recent years! Now he can grasp very little, but he has grasped all that he could."

"What about Qin Yuning" Yun Qianyue asked again. Since Ye Qingran was able to monitor every move of Night Tianqiong without her noticing while she had tight security in Drunken Fragrance Tower, it must mean there were also monitors on Qin Yuning.

What could have happened He destroyed everything in her room and regretted his actions but couldn't change the outcome! Ye Qingran sneered, "This is exactly what a woman gets for being overly clever—it's completely useless."

Yun Qianyue smiled without saying anything.

Ye Qingran ground the ink well and pushed it toward Yun Qianyue, urging her to hurry up with her drawing. "I have to go back to the palace soon."

Yun Qianyue nodded, took the feather brush in hand, but stopped just as she was about to put it on the rice paper and asked, "Who are you going to draw"

"What do you mean who am I going to draw with" Ye Qingran was puzzled.

“Cough cough!” Yun Qianyue cleared her throat and explained, "I mean, which woman are you going to be drawn with For example, when I drew for Night Tianqiong, it was him and Qin Yuning. Who about you Which woman am I going to draw you with Ye Qian"

“Absolutely not that woman!” Ye Qingran's face darkened as he understood Yun Qianyue’s meaning. He looked at her and said, "Draw me with you."

The feather brush in Yun Qianyue's hand nearly slipped from her grasp. She held it tightly and shook her head. "No way! I can't be drawn!"

"Why not" Ye Qingran raised his eyebrows.

“What why Are you clear on what I said or not We are different people, how could we possibly be in a drawing together” Yun Qianyue glared at him. She hadn't even settled the score with Rong Jing yet over their business with the crystal mirror; if she were to draw herself with Ye Qingran, Rong Jing would surely split her open upon learning of it. This was a principle issue that mustn’t be violated.

Ye Qingran snorted dismissively and said, "Little missy, you're too afraid of the beautiful maiden! What's there to fear You don't care about this, neither do I."

"No way!" Yun Qianyue shook her head. Rong Jing definitely cared about it! Besides, drawing herself with Ye Qingran was something that made her shudder just thinking about it. Even if she agreed to draw it, she probably wouldn't be able to.

“Then let’s just draw Night Tianqiong and Qin Yuning again! Just like the one I have.” Ye Qingran waved his hand.

"Isn’t it a bit inappropriate for you to carry around the version of Night Tianqiong and Qin Yuning" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows.

“Who said I am carrying them around” Ye Qingran snapped. "I’m just looking.”

"Then why don’t you go get it from Night Tianqiong" Yun Qianyue thought that if she went through the trouble of drawing for an hour, he would glance at it and destroy it, which was such a waste.

“Night Tianqiong always carries his with him; I can't get it right away!” Ye Qingran urged her to hurry up. "Hurry up and draw! If necessary, I'll just keep the one you draw. It doesn’t matter whose version it is; all that matters is my intention. Besides, as long as you draw it for me, I will treasure it.”

"Alright." Yun Qianyue didn't want to discourage someone's passionate desire for art, so she had no choice but to take the brush in hand.

Night Qingran watched where she was putting her brush down and saw that with the movement of her wrist, ink was falling onto the rice paper to sketch out a person's figure. Although it was simple, the brushwork conveyed a sense of vitality. In no time at all, a painting was completed. Before Yun Qianyue had a chance to hand him the painting, he reached out and took it from her, praising, "Little girl, you are too amazing! Even the first painter in the world couldn't paint better than this."

"Of course!" Yun Qianyue proudly raised her eyebrows and continued to pick up her brush.

Night Qingran spread out the completed painting before him and imitated Yun Qianyue's way of using his fingers to sketch, nodding from time to time. "Little girl, what kind of technique is this It looks simple, but it’s so hard."

"It combines an element called 'simplified sketching'. The key is in conveying the spirit." Yun Qianyue finished another painting and handed it over to Night Qingran. Without looking up, she continued with her next painting.

"Simplified sketching Where did you learn this" Night Qingran took the painting from Yun Qianyue to continue examining it while gesturing along with it.

"Self-taught!" Yun Qianyue said two words. She couldn’t very well tell him that she had a previous life and possessed memories from her past life, could she

Night Qingran raised his eyebrows, "And what about the Seventy-Two Springs Did you also create these techniques"

Yun Qianyue coughed and shook her head. She said somewhat speechless, "No! I once saw a scattered copy of an ancient manuscript. So I just remembered it."

Night Qingran nodded but did not speak.

The next hour passed quickly as Yun Qianyue finished one painting after another and Night Qingran took them to examine how she had drawn them. Before they knew it, an hour had passed and the Seventy-Two Springs were completed.

"I’m dead tired!" Yun Qianyue put down her brush and rubbed her shoulder with her hand. Her head which was bent over for a long time lifted up as she looked at Night Qingran across from her. She wanted to speak but when she saw the person standing by the desk, she was startled. As if she had been electrocuted, her seated body jumped straight up and her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief as she pointed at him with one finger. Her face became extremely expressive. "You… why are you here"

When did Rong Jing come in How could she not have known about it And he was standing by the desk, how long had he been watching them

"Eh Weak Heroine" Night Qingran lifted his head at Yun Qianyue’s voice and was also startled when he saw Rong Jing standing beside the desk. He did not look as shocked as Yun Qianyue but raised an eyebrow instead, "Do you now turn into a ghost that doesn’t make any sound even while walking"

Rong Jing glanced at Yun Qianyue with his usual cool demeanor and her body instantly froze. He turned to Night Qingran and said in a soft voice, "Young Nobleman Qingran, should I kick you out or do you want to roll out yourself"

Night Qingran snorted, “Weak Heroine, since I ignored you today when we met during the day, do you really think that scared me This is this little girl’s place, why should I leave And what authority does a person like you have to kick me out"

"Are you going to make him get lost or stay here and continue" Rong Jing ignored Night Qingran and turned to Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue’s mouth twitched stiffly. She wanted to bang her head against the wall, she wanted to hug her head and cry loudly, she wanted to jump from a building or commit suicide. How did she get so unlucky— when had Rong Jing learned to appear without anyone knowing With a face that looked as if she was going to cry but couldn’t manage it, yet also one which didn't look like she could laugh either, she looked at him with her twisted mouth for a long time and couldn't speak.

It must have been the year of bad luck they say!

"Hn Do you want me to leave" Rong Jing raised an eyebrow.

Yun Qianyue scratched her head and looked at Night Qingran.

"Weak Heroine, what kind of hero are you to bully women If you have the guts, come after this little king! I will fight with you for three hundred rounds today!" Night Qingran glared at Rong Jing.

"Fine! Since you want it, I'll accompany you." Rong Jing suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm.

Yun Qianyue was startled and immediately hugged Rong Jing’s arm. She turned to Night Qingran and said, "I've drawn the paintings for you already. Aren’t you going to go to the imperial palace Why don't you hurry up and leave" She didn’t want her Shallow Moon Pavilion to become like Master Pushan of the Lingtai Temple— with nothing left after a collapse. If these two people fought, the consequences would be unimaginable. Although Rong Jing’s martial arts had not yet fully recovered, he had already regained most of it in recent days. When Night Qingran got serious, she knew what to expect; so she thought that harmony was best.

Night Qingran snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to put the paintings away on the table, glared at Rong Jing then walked towards the door. At the doorway he suddenly said, "Little girl, why are you scared of him Is he going to eat you"

Yun Qianyue lowered her head; Rong Jing could really eat her! And he definitely wouldn’t be gentle about it.

"Truly, one thing overpowers another! Little girl, you really got outsmarted by him!" Night Qingran muttered unhappily and tiptoed out of the Shallow Moon Pavilion, flying towards the imperial palace.

When Yun Qianmo saw that Night Qingran had left, she glanced outside the window. She noticed Ling Lian and Yi Xue standing still there; they were clearly having their acupoints sealed by Rong Jing. Otherwise, if they were around, he would have definitely given her a warning when Rong Jing arrived. However, it was strange that both of them were so focused on drawing and learning that she didn’t think about the possibility that Rong Jing might enter her room to observe for such a long time Yun Qianmo looked at him with her eyes and pretended to ask nonchalantly, "How long have you been here"

"Since you started drawing your fifth picture!" replied Rong Jing.

Yun Qianmo trembled slightly. She immediately let go of his arm; it turned out that he had already arrived so early Why didn’t she notice him She was speechless and tearless, "Then… Are you saying that you watched the other 67 drawings"

Rong Jing shook his head, "I have seen all 72 drawings!"

Yun Qianmo looked at him. He had already seen them And he took the papers from Night Qingran’s hands while he didn’t even notice

"He held on to those drawings and kept comparing them while you were drawing, so I couldn’t help but look," Rong Jing replied slowly.

The corners of Yun Qianmo’s mouth twitched. Thinking that Night Qingran was a disaster who had caused her trouble for the entire day! She had been caught red-handed twice for doing bad things; both times were because of him. She and he must have had some grudge in their previous lives, and now he was using friendship as an excuse to harm her.

"It’s getting late, let’s eat," said Rong Jing as he stroked his forehead and sat down at the table.

Yun Qianmo blinked several times. He didn’t seem upset She blinked for a while and noticed that Rong Jing was pouring himself some tea and drinking it without any indication of being angry, so she felt slightly reassured. She shouted outside, "Ling Lian, Yi Xue, bring the dinner in!"

Ling Lian and Yi Xue didn’t say anything; Yun Qianmo looked at Rong Jing, who waved his sleeves lightly to release their acupoints. The two of them immediately responded and left. Perhaps Young Master Jing had not been angry with her

Yun Qianmo felt rather hungry herself as well. She lazily leaned on the table while asking, "Did you see what the Southern Liang Imperial Tutor looks like when you received him today"

Rong Jing shook his head and replied, "No!"

"Aren’t you supposed to have sent him to the imperial guesthouse Does he not get off his jade carriage from the moment of receiving him until entering the imperial guesthouse" Yun Qianmo raised her eyebrows.

“He does. But he’s wearing a mask!” Rong Jing said, "An iron mask! Only his eyes are visible."

"So mysterious!" Yun Qianmo pouted.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue brought in the food at this moment; Rong Jing stopped talking, picked up chopsticks and began to eat. Yun Qianmo did not say anything as well.

After dinner, Yun Qianmo leaned lazily on her chair and yawned. She still hadn’t recovered from that afternoon’s nap. Anyway, it was already dark outside; she might as well continue sleeping. After waiting for a while without seeing Rong Jing leave, she asked, "Aren’t you tired You have been preparing the envoy’s arrival these days, tomorrow is also Emperor Wen’s 55th birthday; you will definitely be busy tomorrow. It’s already nightfall! You should return to your residence and rest."

"Yes, I should be resting," Rong Jing put down his tea cup, stood up, but instead of walking towards the door, he walked towards Yun Qianmo. In two steps, he came beside her and suddenly picked her up horizontally.

Yun Qianmo was startled.

"Let’s try out the Seventy-Two Spring Secrets," Rong Jing looked at her gently as he carried her to bed.

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Ha, Jing Beauty is angry! His usual gentle self is now angry! O(n_n)o~

Poor Mo Moon, truly unfortunate! o(n_n)o~

I saw your votes for the Monthly Ticket Award; I love you all! The votes will reset at the end of this month! by her words and turned to look at Yun Shanyue, noticing how thick powder had been wiped off her face showing clear features despite the pallor. Miss Yun’s reputation for being uncultured, illiterate...