Be careful with your accounts

  Yan'er clutched her chest tightly, and Xiao Yan's words were like a sharp blade that pierced deep into her body. She was a jinx, after all - she had been kidnapped on her wedding day, given birth to a stillborn child, and now even Tian'er, who had nothing much to do with her, had ended up as a discarded corpse in the wilderness. With so many lives weighing on her conscience, how could she still live peacefully in this world?!

  "Madam..." Xiao Yan looked at Yan Er's forced calm expression with some heartache.

  "Little Swallow, leave me to my own devices, don't let me see you again!" Yan'er clenched her fist, the blood in her body was like a knife cutting through her limbs, spreading pain endlessly.

  "Madam, how can you say that? Xiaoyan likes serving you." Xiaoyan was somewhat surprised as to why the madam always asked her to leave.

  "Little Yan, you don't understand, everyone who stays by my side will come to no good end... just look at Feng He..." Yan Er closed her eyes in pain.

  Xiao Yan didn't say anything else, it's true that Feng He sister was such a good person, but in the end she fell into the well and died unjustly. But this can't be said to be the fault of the lady: "Lady, Xiao Yan is not afraid." Holding Yanyan tightly, she felt the lady's body trembling violently.

  At dinner time, Pan Yu Yang quietly came to Yan Er's room again, seeing her sleeping soundly. He didn't want to wake up Yan Er, so he took out a military book from his pocket and sat on the chair in front of Yan Er's bed, slowly flipping through it.

  Xiao Yan recognized the situation and left the room, closing the door behind her. The general still had feelings for his wife, who smiled innocently.

  Yan'er didn't know how long she had slept, but she slowly woke up to find that more than half of her field of vision was occupied by the tall figure of that man. She saw Pan Yueyang sitting quietly in front of the bed, carefully reading a book. Yan'er sneered and curled up the corners of her mouth.

  "Now that you're awake, get up and have something to eat." Pan Yu Yang's eyes didn't leave the book, she just said it lightly.

  Yan'er turned his body around, he himself had been awake for a while without making any movement, how did he know that Yan'er was awake? Intentionally avoiding and not wanting to face him, Yan'er could only turn around and ignore him.

  "Xiao Yuan, bring up the dishes, Madame is awake." Pan Yueyang's voice was neither loud nor soft, without any emotion.

  Before long, Xiao Yan pushed the door open with a tray of steaming food, not knowing what to do. She quietly looked at the two people in the room, one facing the bed and sleeping, the other lowering his head to read a book. So she put the tray on the table and quietly closed the door again.

  "Starting today, if you don't eat, I won't eat either." Pan Yu Yang flipped to the next page, it was unknown how much he had read, but this attitude of his that seemed both focused on reading and yet also seemed to be fully aware of everything about Yan Er made her feel a bit bewildered.

  "Don't mind me." Yan'er turned her back on Pan Yueyang, still maintaining a sleeping posture.

  Pan Yu Yang didn't say much, continuing to read his book. The food had already gone cold as time passed, and the two remained in this state. Yan Er couldn't hold back any longer, she flipped over wanting to sit up, but her weak body combined with her sudden movement caused her to tumble and fall back onto the bed.

  "What exactly do you want?" Yan Er looked at Pan Yueyang with annoyance.

  "You must eat and get better." Pan Yu Yang put down his book and looked seriously at the woman on the bed who had become weak and thin.

  Yan'er turned her head away, she couldn't bear Pan Yueyang's warmth, afraid of falling into it again.

  Pan Yu Yang knew he had already succeeded halfway, Yan Er was originally a soft-hearted person without her own opinions. For this simple-minded woman, he completely had the ability to control her: "Alright Yan Er, don't hurt yourself anymore, many things... are beyond my control..." By the end, Pan Yu Yang also became powerless, yes, he could see many things clearly, he wasn't a fool, but what could he do? Should he defy the Emperor?

  Yan'er lowered her head and tears began to fall again, Pan Yueyang picked up Yan'er and let her sit half in his arms, stroking her fine hair, just like stroking a discarded little cat, whispering: "Sorry, sorry, many things..."

  This self-description instantly collapsed Yan Er, she rushed into Pan Yueyang's arms and burst into tears: "I hate it, I really hate it..."

  Pan Yu Yang simply rubbed her body and didn't speak, unable to see what kind of feeling was in his heart at this moment.

  These days, Yan Er finally ate something, although the amount was not large, it was better than intentionally torturing herself by not eating. Pan Yueyang accompanied her every day, eating and sleeping together. The small house became warm and cozy because of the two lovers' affection for each other. Yan Er was very moved by Pan Yueyang's care for her over the past few days, and some things in her heart had been put down, heavy or light. Oulan did not appear again after that day, and this mansion seemed to have returned to its former tranquility.

  Xiao Yan happily measured out three meals for Yan Er every day, and occasionally heard other servants say something, only to know that after Ou Ruolan that day, she entered the palace and didn't return to the mansion. Not coming back is just as well, looking at General and Madam being so happy together.

  "Madam, I heard that the princess hasn't returned to the mansion since entering the palace." Xiao Yan excitedly told Yanes everything she had heard today.

  Yan'er put down her spoon: "Not returning to the mansion doesn't mean she'll never come back, she's the mistress of this mansion, don't always pry into these matters in the future." Yan'er didn't want this little maid to end up like Fenghe.

  "Yes, Xiao Yan knows." The clever one put away the medicine bowl and happened to see Pan Yueyang finish practicing his sword and enter the house.

  "Change into something else, the weather has cooled down, take care of your body." Yan'er turned her head to look at the tree branches outside that had almost shed all their leaves. After this incident, both of them started addressing each other as "you", she never called Pan Yueyang by his name or "General", and Pan Yueyang didn't say anything about it either.

  "Good." Pan Yu Yang rubbed Yan Er's small hand: "You've gained a lot of weight recently."

  Yan'er withdrew his hand, somewhat unconsciously. Although every night he would sleep with himself in his arms, it was because the weather was too cold and they were keeping each other warm.

  Pan Yu Yang didn't say much and directly ordered Xiao Yan to prepare some snacks, his color needed a good boost.

  Ou Ruolan returned to the palace, staying indoors all day and only waiting in her own bedroom. Emperor Jing sent people over several times, but Ou Ruolan dismissed them all. Although she was annoyed, she continued to pick grapes from the fruit plate one by one, while Cui Zhu watched with a sullen expression before retreating from the bedroom.

  "Princess, that Mu Qianxue..." Cui Zhu didn't finish speaking, and Ou Ruolan slammed the fruit plate in annoyance, with grapes scattering all over the floor.

  "Not in sight!" Euphoric and irritable, Orlan got up and was about to lie back on the bed. She had been treated coldly by Pan Yueyang for many days, and now that she had entered the palace, Pan Yueyang didn't come to see her. Mu Qianshuo was also a woman who shared a husband with her.

  "Yo, if Ruo Lan sister is so ruthless and doesn't see her sister." Mu Qian Xue didn't wait for the announcement and directly stepped into the bedroom, she calculated correctly.

  "Hmph, sit down." Orlan sat back down at the table.

  "When the tea is brewed, just stand guard outside and don't need to attend." Mu Qianxue ordered Cui Zhu, who was standing beside Ou Ruolan.

  Cui Zhu looked at Ou Ruolan, then at Mu Qianxue. Seeing that Ou Ruolan didn't say anything, although reluctantly, after all, both were princesses, regardless of closeness, they were the masters. She had no choice but to serve tea to the two princesses, and then took the two small palace girls behind her and left the bedroom.

  "Just say what you have come for." Olan hummed irritably.

  Mu Qianxue didn't get angry at Ou Ruolan's arrogance, instead she smiled: "How can you say that, sister? Do you think I'm here to make fun of you?" The last two words were said especially slowly.

  You're just here to make fun of me! Orlan pursed her lips and didn't speak, Mu Qianshuai's arrival today was an insult to her.

  "Hmph" Mu Qianxue slowly took a sip of her tea, she could remain calm but that didn't mean Ou Ruolan could do the same. She had long expected that Ou Ruolan wouldn't deal with Yan Er in the same way as her, so it was no surprise that things ended up like this today. But it was also good: "If I'm not mistaken, little sister is now in a difficult situation."

  Ou Ruolan vigilantly looked at Mu Qianxue, suddenly feeling like she was a clown being laughed at by others: "The palace's affairs don't need outsiders to worry about."

  "Not so." Mu Qianxue had long expected that this high-and-mighty princess would not easily bow her head to anyone: "If my sister had followed my way back then... things would be different now."

  "Get out." Orlane couldn't hold back her inner anger.

  "I came today to help you, if you don't believe me, it doesn't matter, in the future, my sister will continue according to her own ideas." Mu Qianxue smiled triumphantly and turned around, not wanting to give Ou Ruolan any chance. She knew that Ou Ruolan would definitely accept her opinion, and indeed...

  "Wait." Orlan finally called out to Mu Qianshuo as she was about to leave the bedroom, her lowered voice revealing a lack of confidence.

  Mu Qianxue turned around, deliberately ignoring Ou Ruolan's unawareness, and walked over to warmly hold Ou Ruolan's hand: "Sister, if you had listened to my advice earlier... but it's not too late now, just wait for you to truly accept this time." Mu Qianxue smiled, last time in front of Pan Yueyang's birthday hall she had specifically reminded Ou Ruolan, but this princess overestimated her own strength, which was also intentional on her part. She knew Ou Ruolan wouldn't humble herself to please that Yan Er, as long as Ou Ruolan used force, humph, this lifetime Ou Ruolan would only become a loser in the hands of men, but being a loser is fine too, isn't it better for me to use you?

  "Sister, have you ever remembered the last time in front of the palace..."

  As soon as Mu Qianxue mentioned it, Ou Ruolan recalled that the previous time at the palace's talent show, she was supposed to be the one who won first prize, but that cheap woman had appeared out of nowhere and stolen the spotlight, how could she forget!

  Mu Qianxue saw Ouyang Rulan nodding in recollection, and sneered: "Don't you think, sister, that although we were glorious on the surface, there were many flaws in that move?"

  "What's the meaning of this?" Ouyang Lan furrowed her brow, unclear about the allusion.

  "While everyone else is indulging in it, I, however, happened to see something else."

  "Just stop beating around the bush." Orlane was really out of patience to continue with Mu Qianshuo.

  "That woman's lyrics are blasphemous, she deserves to be executed!" Mu Qianxue glared fiercely out the window.