Chapter 51 Jade Mountain Collapses

ontinue practicing! Once you defeat Xuan Ge, he’ll bring you along too," said Qing Shang smilingly.Qing Quan snorted: "I’m sure I can definitely beat him!"Qing Shang looked at Qing Quan and smiled bef...Chapter 51 The Collapse of Jade Mountain

Cang Ting was playing with the bead clasp in his hand, just as Rong Jing played with his jade pendant, elegant and refined. It seemed like he was idly drinking tea or lazily appreciating the scenery. His complexion was somewhat pale but it was hidden by the dark shadows of the Purple Maple Forest. His handsome brows were slightly blurred.

Yun Qianyue suddenly struck at Cang Ting, sending a breeze that swept over him silently and directly towards the bead clasp in his hand.

The old man noticed it and was about to counteract, but Cang Ting waved behind him, signaling for the old man to stop. As Yun Qianyue's breeze swept toward him, the bead clasp in his hand turned into ashes within an instant. It slipped through his fingers as he raised a brow, concealing a hint of amusement in his eyes and spoke softly with delight, "Did you agree"

Yun Qianyue turned around coldly and said, "You can leave now!"

"Alright," Cang Ting responded readily. He handed his hand to the old man beside him who immediately reached out to support him. With the help of the old man's hand, he slowly stood up gracefully and left.

The four men followed behind him.

After taking a few steps, Cang Ting suddenly turned around and smiled at Yun Qianyue gently, "Oh, I need to tell you something. My visit to the capital this time was invited by Seventh Prince; I am his honored guest."

Yun Qianyue abruptly spun around.

Cang Ting looked at her and deepened his smile, "Yes, I think you understand! There seems to be a position called an advisor or strategist."

Yun Qianyue's face instantly turned cold as she stared icily at Cang Ting and said sternly, "Cang Ting, you are the young master of the Cang family from one of the ten great families. You've just entered society for a few days! Do you really want to meddle in Heavenly Saint Empire’s court affairs so soon Have you thought it through"

"I hadn't thought it through before, but I came to see this place and now...," Cang Ting seemed to glance at Rong Jing, smiling faintly, "now I have. This capital is very interesting, especially with your presence. You make me reluctant to leave. So perhaps, I won’t be leaving!"

Yun Qianyue narrowed her eyes and warned him, "Be careful not to get stuck in the mire."

"If I get stuck, then so be it! If you’re kind-hearted, you might remember our old acquaintance from ten years ago on Heavenly Snow Mountain and pull me out," Cang Ting brushed off her warning with a playful expression as he winked at Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue's face turned cold. She suddenly plucked a maple branch and threw it straight at Cang Ting.

The old man supporting Cang Ting’s hand changed his expression instantly, extending an invisible force to destroy the maple branch into ashes in mid-air.

"Uncle Cang, ah, today is Mid-Autumn Festival. She gave me this branch as a gift with difficulty; why did you destroy it" Cang Ting sighed looking at the destroyed maple branch with some reproach.

The old man called Uncle Cang was stunned.

"Ling Lian, Yixue! Send for the Seventh Elder of Scarlet Pavilion and seal his mouth!" Yun Qianyue coldly stared at Cang Ting.

"Yes, miss," Ling Lian and Yixue simultaneously reached into their chests as if to pull out signal flares.

"Escort young master away!" Uncle Cang’s face dramatically changed. Immediately he protected Cang Ting while the four men behind him also came forward to protect him.

Ling Lian and Yixue simultaneously blocked them, firing their signal flares into the sky.

"Rong Feng, intercept it!" Rong Jing suddenly spoke with a gentle voice.

Rong Feng glanced at Yun Qianyue, his feet lightly touched the ground to propel himself into mid-air. He followed Ling Lian and Yixue’s signal flares, swiftly catching them before they exploded in the air and returned them to his hand. After spinning around he landed gracefully.

Ling Lian and Yixue were both stunned.

Uncle Cang and the four black-robed men behind him were equally shocked.

Cang Ting suddenly laughed softly, "Looks like Young Master Jing doesn’t want to seal my mouth." He raised a brow at Yun Qianyue, "It seems you are not united."

"Leave quickly! If you delay, I’ll ensure that even your death will be a mystery to you," Yun Qianyue coldly stared back at Cang Ting, “Cang Ting, let me warn you. The waters in this capital run deep. You’d better think carefully and tread cautiously before making any decisions. Don’t get entangled too deeply and bring about the downfall of your family’s hundred-year legacy.”

"Sure!" The tone of Cang Ting was as light as smoke, and he turned around to continue walking forward.

Cang Bo and the four black-clad men all felt relieved at once, quickly protecting Cang Ting and leaving.

Rong Feng threw back the two signal flares to Ling Lian and Yi Xue, gave them a look, and walked away from there. Ling Lian and Yi Xue naturally knew that Viscount Feng was giving Miss and Viscount Jing some alone time together and hurriedly followed him as well.

Once everyone had left, the area fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

Yun Qianyue turned around to look at Rong Jing. He still kept his head lowered, playing with his jade pendant, apparently lost in thought. She pursed her lips and looked at him for a while before calmly asking, "Do you want to return to the Cloud Manor or the Glory Manor, or do you plan to leave the capital"

Rong Jing did not answer; it was as if he had heard nothing.

"I asked you something!" Yun Qianyue's voice remained calm.

Rong Jing still didn't respond. He continued touching and playing with the jade pendant without stopping or hesitating.

"Did you hear what I said" Yun Qianyue waved her hand and struck Rong Jing's chest, which was leaning against a maple tree. The trunk swayed several times, causing leaves to fall onto Rong Jing’s head, shoulders, and body with a rustling sound.

Rong Jing's body also swayed slightly as he watched the maple leaves cover his moon-white brocade robe but remained unmoved.

"So you plan on being stubborn with me forever Fine! Then be stubborn!" Despite having swung her hand, Yun Qianyue’s emotions were extremely calm; perhaps she had been so angry that it made her numb. She suddenly turned around and walked away.

Just as she took two steps, Rong Jing suddenly spoke in a very low voice, "Where do you want me to go"

Yun Qianyue stopped in her tracks, wanting to say that she wanted him to return to the Cloud Manor since he had traveled thousands of miles back just to spend Mid-Autumn Festival with her and now was injured all over. She opened her mouth but suddenly felt too tired from repeatedly lowering herself and hoping for something good to come out of it only for things to go against her wishes every time. Perhaps today's events really should be left quietly between the two of them, as she herself also needed some peace. Thus, she remained silent.

"Yun Qianyue, you said that I could go wherever I want, didn't you" Rong Jing looked up and watched Yun Qianyue's back.

“Wherever you wish to go is your freedom,” Yun Qianyue took a deep breath and steeled her heart.

Rong Jing suddenly laughed with a bitter smile, "I can go wherever I want You said that I should be going somewhere. But where exactly would that be Where am I truly longing to go"

Yun Qianyue’s heart suddenly tightened.

"Without you, the Cloud Manor wouldn't have me. The Glory Manor has nothing worth牽掛ing for now, and leaving the capital Perhaps it never should have happened." Rong Jing closed his eyes with a dark expression on his face, his voice somewhat difficult to speak: "Yun Qianyue, am I exhausting you like this In fact, even I find myself exhausting."

Yun Qianyue’s hand in her sleeve clenched tightly.

"You leave! I’ll stay here quietly." Rong Jing seemed to sigh softly, his voice slightly weary.

Yun Qianyue turned around abruptly and glared at Rong Jing angrily, "Rong Jing, we agreed not to fight!"

"Yes, that’s what we said. But I can’t help getting angry, upset, fighting with you, and throwing a tantrum. What should I do Look how bad I am; are you going to give up on me Abandon me" Rong Jing leaned against the tree trunk and spread his hands out. The jade pendant he was playing with fell onto the grass beside him.

"If I abandon you, if I stop caring about you, will that satisfy you Will it make you happy" Yun Qianyue pursed her lips into a thin line and suddenly said word by word: "Alright! Then I’ll give up on you!"

Rong Jing’s body trembled.

Yun Qianyue did not look at him once more, turned around, and walked away with her back straight.

"Yun Qianyue!" Rong Jing suddenly shouted. The sitting figure stood up; just as he rose to his feet, a mouthful of blood spewed out, causing his body to fall heavily to the ground.

Yun Qianyue was startled and turned around quickly, only to see that slender, upright, elegant figure crumple like jade mountains collapsing. The large patch of fresh red blood on his chest burned her eyes; she narrowed her pupils abruptly and ran towards him.

Even though she moved incredibly fast, it could not match the speed at which he fell down.

"Thud", he fell onto the grass.

The moment felt like a deep cut in her heart, as if a mountain peak had been forcibly split open by a ravine. Her head spun and stars danced before her eyes. She steadied herself and slowly knelt beside Rong Jing, tremblingly hugging his body, her voice hoarse and soft, "Rong Jing..."

Rong Jing lay still with his eyes closed, clearly unconscious.

Trembling, Yun Qianyue reached out to take Rong Jing's pulse. As soon as she touched his wrist, she recoiled and called out hoarsely to Rong Feng, "Rong Feng, come here quickly!"

Upon hearing Yun Qianyue’s voice, Rong Feng hurried over and paled at the sight before him.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue also arrived on the scene, their expressions changing dramatically. "Miss, Young Master Jing is..."

"Quickly carry him back to the estate!" Rong Feng made a decision immediately, bending down to pick up Rong Jing.

Yun Qianyue nodded and stood up, her legs weak from shock and unable to support her. Just as she was about to fall back onto the ground, Ling Lian caught her by the arm. Rong Feng turned around and instructed Ling Lian, "Take Miss with you!"

Ling Lian responded affirmatively. With a light leap of his feet, Rong Feng carried Rong Jing out of Purple Maple Grove swiftly. Ling Lian followed closely behind with Yun Qianyue, while Yi Xue picked up the jade pendant that had fallen to the ground and left quickly as well.

Returning to the city was even faster than their arrival. They arrived smoothly at the gate.

At this time, Nie Qingran had also come out of the palace and was patrolling the city walls. He saw a few familiar figures enter the city one after another, like wisps of cloud smoke, causing him to pause momentarily before following their direction with deep thought in his eyes. Suddenly, he too jumped down from the wall and headed for Yun’s Manor.

Rong Feng brought Rong Jing back to Yun's Manor, flying over high walls and straight into Qianyue Pavilion where they settled Rong Jing onto a bed. Ling Lian followed with Yun Qianyue close behind; together, they entered the room.

Yun Qianyue pushed Ling Lian aside and rushed to the bedside, gripping Rong Jing’s hand anxiously as she asked Rong Feng, "Rong Feng, quickly take his pulse and prescribe medicine for him. How could he be injured so severely Even Cang Ting's martial arts couldn’t hurt him this badly."

"Moon, don't worry yet!" Rong Feng remained calm. "I’ll check Young Master Jing’s pulse first!"

Yun Qianyue nodded frantically and knelt beside the bed, holding onto one of his hands tightly.

Rong Feng had to take the other hand that Yun Qianyue wasn’t clutching. As soon as his fingers touched Rong Jing’s pulse, his brows furrowed deeply.

Yun Qianyue stared unblinkingly at Rong Jing’s face; he looked extraordinarily pale on the bed with dried blood around his mouth. Recalling how he collapsed after spitting out blood earlier, her heart clenched painfully and she couldn’t bear it. She regretted not bringing him back to the manor upon entering Purple Maple Grove. It was a trivial matter between them, what did it matter In their relationship, someone had to give in; if only for his happiness and gentle smiles, why could she not be the one to step back

"His constitution is weak, with blood deficiency and exhaustion from prolonged strain without adequate rest. About two days ago he sustained a serious injury and did not recover properly before engaging again recently, leading to excessive fatigue and overburdening his body. Today's injuries combined with the previous ones are why he’s in such a state," Rong Feng explained as he released Rong Jing’s hand.

Yun Qianyue tightened her grip on one of Rong Jing’s hands, recalling that Chuan Ge had said he caught a chill when overseeing flood control outside the city. He only recovered after several days and didn’t rest properly since then. And just two days ago, he must have been injured coming back from River Valley County… Without proper recovery, fighting with Cang Ting led to such severe injuries—no wonder this happened. Looking at Rong Feng, her face was as pale as his: "Write a prescription for him!"

Rong Feng nodded and headed toward the table.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue were alarmed; they quickly brought pen and ink to assist Rong Feng.

Yun Qianyue took hold of his other hand, thinking about how he had traveled far to return just for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Injured and without rest, it seemed all he wanted was to spend time with her… But she... She lowered her head, burying her face in his hand which felt cold to the touch—a stark contrast to its usual warmth. How did he manage to retrieve the jade pendant from Cang Ting under such conditions

Tears silently slid down her cheeks.

Rong Feng handed over the prescription to Ling Lian and Yi Xue, who hurriedly left with it. Turning back toward Yun Qianyue at the bedside, he saw her shoulders trembling slightly; walking up to her, he placed his hand on hers and patted gently, offering soothing words: "Moon, although Young Master Jing's injuries are severe, they’re not as life-threatening as the frost poison he once had. Don’t worry too much. A few days of rest will be sufficient."

Yun Qianyue nodded but kept her face buried in Rong Jing’s hand, tears wetting his palm.

Rong Feng looked at Yun Qianyue and then glanced at the unconscious Rong Jing on the bed. He seemed to sigh before turning around and leaving.

The room fell silent as Yun Qianyue continued her tearless weeping.

Unknown hours later, a soft voice spoke up: "Don’t cry...

When Yun Qianyue heard this voice that sounded like music to her ears, she froze. She tried to lift her head and look up, but it was as if her buried face had become too heavy.

"I said you should stop crying..." Rong Jing's hand moved slightly.

Yun Qianyue clenched her fist tighter; hearing this voice didn't make the tears stop. On the contrary, they flowed even faster.

"You... ah..." Rong Jing sighed softly with a tone filled with infinite helplessness and indulgence, "Yun Qianyue, how did I not know before that you are such a crybaby You're like a ghost who cries all the time."

Yun Qianyue suddenly raised her head. Her eyes were covered in tears, like the fine mist of rain in Jiangnan, creating a veil over her eyes. She pulled at the corner of her mouth but didn't make any sound. After pulling twice more, she finally spoke up, but her voice was hoarse, "I am a crybaby! So what"

Rong Jing saw Yun Qianyue's small face covered in tears and his heart tightened. He tried to free himself from the grip of her hands to wipe away her tears, only to find that both his hands were stained with tears. Helplessly lowering his hand, he agreed, "Yes, you're a crybaby who almost drowned me!"

"What's wrong with being a crybaby" Yun Qianyue wiped her eyes with her hands which were also wet from tears.

"There's nothing good about being a crybaby!" Rong Jing looked at her and was both amused and exasperated.

"You have the ability to scare me, but why can't I cry" Yun Qianyue stared at Rong Jing with red eyes. With these words, tears started flowing again, "Is it that you enjoy scaring me like this"

Rong Jing reached up to touch Yun Qianyue's face and said in a pained tone, "It’s my fault. Please stop crying!"

"Where is your fault You don't have any faults; it's all my fault," Yun Qianyue lowered her eyelashes, tears falling like beads.

Rong Jing put down his hand and supported himself to sit up, then pulled Yun Qianyue into his arms. His voice was filled with pain, "It’s my fault, I shouldn't have lost my temper at you, shouldn’t have been angry... "

Yun Qianyue shook her head, reached out to cover his mouth. Her previously silent tears now began to pour out loudly. She had missed him so much these days, and she recalled the portraits he sent her, those two clay figures he made by hand...

Rong Jing stopped talking, hugging Yun Qianyue tightly. After a while, when her crying didn't stop, he took away her hand and said helplessly, "Yun Qianyue, are tears free Please don’t cry anymore."

"Who says they're free My tears are very precious!" Yun Qianyue choked out.

"Since your tears are so precious then you shouldn't be crying! Crying too much is wasteful," Rong Jing patted her gently. But Yun Qianyue seemed not to hear, as if she wanted to cry all the tears of these days. Helplessly, he said, "Although I always thought in the past that you should be a little less strong and tough, swallow any sorrow or trouble silently, so that one day when you cried in my arms, I would hold you and let you cry enough. But now seeing how you are crying makes me feel heartache; please don't cry anymore."

"I will keep on crying to make your heart ache," Yun Qianyue cried even harder.

"You... I really can't deal with you," Rong Jing sighed helplessly, then suggested, "From now on, whatever you want, I'll agree. Just stop crying, okay"

"No way!" Yun Qianyue shook her head and drew a breath, "If everything goes your way, then you won't be Rong Jing anymore!"

Rong Jing smiled hearing this and pinched Yun Qianyue's nose. He teased with a smile, "Yuzi Shu was right; despite living two lifetimes, you are still just a child in reality. But you think you're older than anyone else, which is not true. You really need someone to take good care of you."

Thinking about Little Seven, Yun Qianyue immediately stopped crying and asked, "Did you compensate for the clothes he lost"

"Yes! Not only did I pay back his clothes, but also gave him a jade ruyi personally carved by Cloud Prince of our ancestor's court," Rong Jing replied.

"He made a good deal!" Yun Qianyue thought that Little Seven never lost money in any business deals.

"Yes, so your tears are very precious! Don't cry casually," Rong Jing reached into his clothes and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe her tears. His movements were extremely slow as if he had no strength left.

Seeing this, Yun Qianyue grabbed the handkerchief from him, wiped her face roughly two times, then said, "You should lie down quickly. Don't you know how serious your injuries are Still making such a fuss Are you waiting for me to die of crying"

Rong Jing obeyed and lay down again. He nodded, saying, "Indeed I shouldn’t make any more fuss; otherwise I won’t have the strength left to wipe away your tears."

"You should know this!" Yun Qianyue huffed. Seeing that his chest was covered in dried blood, she threw away the handkerchief and reached out to help him undress. The sight of the blood made her eyes hurt as they swelled with concern. "After spitting so much blood, how many good things do you need to eat to recover Are you trying to spend all of Prince Rong's wealth"

Rong Jing glanced at his own blood-stained clothes and didn’t seem to mind, saying, "As long as it keeps you from leaving me, this blood won't be wasted. It’s worth spending any amount of silver to recover.

When Cloud Qianyue heard this, her hand paused, and she angrily said, "No more talking! I don't want to hear you speak anymore."

"Alright, then I won't talk!" Rong Jing closed his eyes, obediently.

Lifting her gaze to look at him, Cloud Qianyue saw that his jade-like face was lustrous and almost translucent white, with deep shadows under his eyes, clearly indicating extreme fatigue. For someone like him to wake up after such a short period of unconsciousness must have been driven by immense anxiety and some unspoken emotion urging him to do so as quickly as possible. Her heart ached so much she could barely breathe. She averted her gaze; the action of undoing his buttons became gentler, and she said to him, "You should sleep for a while first. Rong Feng has prepared a prescription, Ling Lian and Yi Xue are brewing the medicine now. I’ll call you when it’s ready."

"Alright!" Rong Jing answered with a vague tone.

Cloud Qianyue removed his blood-stained robe and covered him with a blanket. She then dampened her handkerchief to wipe his face and hands before sitting by the bedside, watching him without blinking. This man—no, not yet of age for the capping ceremony, or rather still a youth—his happiness and anger all stemmed from her alone. There was such a person in this world, filled with love towards her; how could she fear loving too much and not being able to bear it She should feel happy instead.

"Miss, the medicine is here!" Ling Lian walked in holding a bowl of medicine.

"Give it to me," Cloud Qianyue turned around, took the medicine bowl with her hand, stirred it gently with a spoon. Once the hot medicine cooled down to lukewarm, she softly called Rong Jing, "Rong Jing, time for your medicine!"

Rong Jing’s long lashes fluttered lightly; his eyes half-opened and glanced at Cloud Qianyue. "Feed me."

"Alright, I’ll feed you," Cloud Qianyue nodded and used the spoon to scoop a mouthful of medicine, placing it near Rong Jing's lips.

Rong Jing turned his head to avoid it, pointing at her lip instead.

Cloud Qianyue’s face flushed suddenly; she looked back and saw that Ling Lian and Yi Xue had already left the room. She glared at Rong Jing with a reproachful look while speaking softly, "You’re not behaving properly even when sick!"

"Who said one has to behave properly just because they are sick" Rong Jing turned back to face her.

Cloud Qianyue blushed and struggled, “This medicine is very bitter!”

“I know,” Rong Jing’s gaze locked onto Cloud Qianyue's lips. "If you feed me, it won’t taste bitter."

"But I’ll still find it bitter," Cloud Qianyue said with a bitter expression on her face. She had been drinking bitter medicine for over ten days consecutively to save the empress dowager. Now seeing this medicinal soup triggered nausea.

“If you feed me, you won’t think it’s bitter either!” Rong Jing seemed oblivious to Cloud Qianyue's grimace.

"Alright then!" Cloud Qianyue put on a face of determination, using the spoon to scoop medicine into her mouth and kissed Rong Jing’s lips while blushing. Although they had once been intimate肌膚之親，無數次的吻，但從未如此喂藥。還冇靠近他的唇瓣，心跳就砰砰加速起來。一下兩下，很快。

Rong Jing's corners of his mouth curled into a smile as he waited for Cloud Qianyue to come closer. Seeing her red eyes, paired with her flushed face and the slight pout of her rosy lips, made him find her irresistibly endearing. His heart stirred; thinking she was approaching too slowly, he reached out and pulled her into his embrace, their lips touching.

The bitter medicine did not taste bitter at this moment! Two hearts that had missed each other for a long time quivered.

It took two cups of tea time to finish the bowl of medicine. Cloud Qianyue's face was as red as cooked shrimp, while Rong Jing’s pale face also turned slightly rosy. After placing down the empty bowl, Cloud Qianyue did not dare look at Rong Jing and said to him, "Go to sleep now."

"Indeed it wasn’t bitter," Rong Jing's voice was somewhat hoarse, smiling at Cloud Qianyue.

"I told you to go to bed!" Cloud Qianyue turned back and gave him a glare that looked more like coquettishness.

"Alright." Rong Jing closed his eyes without speaking anymore but held onto her hand.

Cloud Qianyue sat by the bedside, holding Rong Jing’s hand. His hands were no longer cool; they had warmed up, making her heart feel warm too. Occasionally, a breeze blew in from outside, gently swaying the curtains and producing a soft tinkling sound from the pearl curtain rings. Fragrant osmanthus flowers wafted their scent indoors. The Qianyue Pavilion was quiet except for the chirping of insects. In this tranquil world, only she and he lying on the bed existed; her heart suddenly felt very serene.

After sitting there for a long time, when she came to her senses and looked back at Rong Jing, his breathing was steady, indicating that he had fallen into deep sleep.

Suddenly recalling something, she raised her hand and gently brushed over his eyebrows and eyes. Her fingertips glided softly over him so as not to wake him up; it seemed almost imperceptible. Previously, she always believed that loving someone meant keeping them in her heart, secretly cherishing them, feeling sweet happiness at the mere thought of them. But now, she suddenly felt such love was incomplete and a bit hazy. She liked this kind of love: it could be as grandiose as earth-shattering or heaven-moving, or as delicate and silent as a stream.

"Rong Jing, you really have me at your mercy…" Cloud Qianyue muttered softly to herself. Regardless of his anger, vexation, temper, high spirits, or gentle smiles towards her; whether he was affectionate and tender or coldly sharp, she found all of it good.

"Miss, the Second Prince has arrived and wishes to see you," Ling Lian poked her head in quietly and took a look inside. Her voice was extremely soft.

"No." Yun Qianyue was very decisive.

"He said he would only say two sentences to you and then leave!" Ling Lian added.

Yun Qianyue pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, withdrew her hand from Rong Jing's grasp. His hand tightened momentarily before she softly said, "I will go out and see! Today, Qin Yuning was tricked by the old emperor into losing her child through Purple Grass. Night Qingran, Rong Feng, and I did not expose him. Night Tianqin came to find me, it's probably about this matter."

Rong Jing slowly released his grip.

Yun Qianyue got up and walked out of the room. As she reached the door, Ling Lian immediately said, "The Second Prince is waiting outside Qingyue Pavilion."

Yun Qianyue nodded, stepped out of Qingyue Pavilion. Outside the entrance of the pavilion, Night Tianqin was indeed waiting there. She glanced at Night Tianqin; his expression was listless and bloodstains remained on his brocade robe, making him look disheveled with a pale complexion. She sighed inwardly and asked, "What's the matter"

"Moon sister, I only want to ask you one question, will you answer me honestly" Seeing Yun Qianyue come out, Night Tianqin stared into her eyes, his voice hoarse, "Don't deceive me. Please help me."

"Ask then!" Yun Qianyue had already guessed what he wanted to ask.

"How did Qin Yuning lose her child Don't say you don't know the reason or can't find out. I know you definitely know." Night Tianqin said.

"The Emperor Uncle has a handkerchief in his sleeve, and when exposed to sunlight it turns pale purple. Later, that embroidered handkerchief was used to wipe Qin Yuning's dishes and cups," Yun Qianyue looked at Night Tianqin, "Believe me, you'll understand what I'm saying."

Upon hearing this, Night Tianqin's face turned grayish as he clenched his fist hidden in the sleeve. "So it was him!"

"It wouldn't cost a life, but if used sparingly, it could easily terminate a fetus," Yun Qianyue said indifferently, "Is there anything else If not, you shouldn’t be here; you should go comfort Miss Qin."

Shaking his head, Night Tianqin relaxed the grip on his fists. He glanced at Yun Qianyue and said, "Thank you so much for telling me!"

Yun Qianyue did not respond.

Night Tianqin turned around and left from outside Qingyue Pavilion, his steps somewhat unsteady. Although he was in his early twenties, the time since Yun Qianyue woke up after forgetting everything due to the Phoenix Tribulation had only been a few months ago. At that time, the crown prince's dignity and demeanor were so noble and magnificent! Now, it truly felt like heaven and earth apart.

Yun Qianyue withdrew her gaze and turned back towards the inner courtyard. Just after she took two steps forward, she suddenly looked at a distant green lotus pavilion on the lake. She saw two figures seemingly appearing and disappearing between the jade osmanthus trees on the other end of the lake. Stopping in her tracks, she carefully observed for a moment. Although her vision was slightly blurry from crying earlier, she still managed to see through the gaps between the tree branches that it was Rong Feng and Night Qingran. Tilting her head towards Ling Lian, she asked, "Those are Rong Feng and Night Qingran, right"

"Reporting back to Miss, they are Prince Consort Fei and Young Lord Ran!" Ling Lian nodded.

"What are they doing" Yun Qianyue felt her eyes aching from straining to see, she asked.

"Playing Go!" Ling Lian replied.

"When did Night Qingran arrive" Yun Qianyue questioned again.

"Young Lord Ran arrived just after Prince Consort Fei finished his prescription. Prince Consort Fei stopped him outside and didn't let Young Lord Ran enter the house, instead taking him to the green lotus pavilion on the other side of the lake for a game," Ling Lian reported.

Yun Qianyue nodded but did not go over there, turning around and heading back into the inner courtyard. Just as she reached her room's entrance, she heard someone softly calling out behind her. A person lightly landed from above; Yun Qianyue paused in her steps, slowly turning her head.

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