Chapter Seventeen Several Thoughts

  Carved railings and jade balustrades are surrounded by clouds of smoke, flying pavilions and crimson waters blend together, everywhere is a radiant scene, beautiful wheels and majestic grandeur enter the painting.

  Such a pavilion, such a beautiful view, there are only a few places in the entire palace. No wonder when Shen Guifei heard that she was staying at Qianyue Hall, her face changed color. Such a beautiful view, it's really making people jealous to let her stay here.

  All the way to Qīng Lǐng led to Qiān Yuè Temple, during which no trouble was encountered, and the little eunuch finally breathed a sigh of relief, not disgracing his mission. He bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, is there anything else you need? Just give orders to this servant, and he will immediately have someone add it."

  A faint glimmer flashed in Yun Qing's eyes, and Jun Xuan let her stay here. What was she thinking of?

  "That's enough, you can go now, I need some rest, don't let anyone disturb me."

  "Yes, I will continue to serve. Princess Huang, rest well. I take my leave." The little eunuch bowed and backed out, closing the door as he went.

  The smile on Lian'er's face never stopped, and with just one glance at Yun Qing, it was clear that this little girl hadn't come down from her excitement yet. Shaking his head, he turned around to hug Ao Chen, "Ao Chen is fine." Looking at the peaceful sleeping face of his son, a sense of satisfaction welled up in Yun Qing's heart, and his tone also softened unconsciously.

  The curtain was waved away by the palace maid, who poured a cup of water and handed it to Yun Qing's hand. "The young master is fine, he has been sleeping very soundly."

  It seemed as if she had felt the warmth of Yun Qing's embrace, and Ao Chen slowly woke up, opening her black crystal-like eyes, and smiled at Yun Qing. It was as if the flowers were blooming in March, and a gentle breeze had caressed Yun Qing's heart. This was heaven's compensation for her this life, and she would spend her whole life treasuring it. The soft little face rubbed against Yun Qing's fullness, and Yun Qing smiled slightly, knowing that Ao Chen was hungry. She lifted her clothes and sent the sweet and fragrant milk into Ao Chen's mouth. Ao Chen finally ate with satisfaction, as if she had received a reward.

  The dust was fed, the cloud was clear and teasing the dust, her eyes slanted to the curtain, couldn't help but smile a little, this girl used to be oppressed too much, rarely had the chance to raise an eyebrow and breathe out, with a sly smile, she thought of playing a joke, "Your chin has fallen off."

  Ah, the curtain is still immersed in it. The young lady has finally escaped from being bullied and is now enjoying a sense of beauty. She stupidly raises her hand to touch her chin, "Young lady, where are you... Young lady, you're teasing me." Seeing Yun Qing's sly smile reflected on the curtain, she pouts with dissatisfaction, her small red mouth raised in protest, her eyes looking at her mistress with a pitiful gaze. The young lady has changed a lot since waking up this time, although sometimes she is cold and sometimes her eyes are frightening, but she has become smarter and now even bullies her, however, she still likes the current young lady, who can take care of herself and protect her.

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  "Aren't you tired?" She raised an eyebrow, this little girl had been following her for only a few days and was already learning to be playful with her? But it was good that way, following her didn't require keeping a serious face all day. "Take a rest for now, later on it won't be so easy."

  Lian'er's face was filled with emotion, Miss is actually caring about her, all the dissatisfaction just now has been thrown far away. "Yes, Miss, you can rest assured, Lian'er will guard the door and won't let anyone disturb you and Young Master." As for Yun Qing's words, Lian'er now understands that Miss has her own ideas, and she just needs to follow them.

  ……

  Study Room

  Jun Xuan sat high behind the desk, his eyes fixed on the few thin papers in his hand, with a look of excitement. "Third Imperial Brother, are you sure these were written by Murong Yunqing?" The words, written with an unknown brush, were elegant and refined, yet spoke of such wise governance that even to this day, there were only a handful of people who could match them.

  Jun Xuehan nodded slightly, "It was given to my brother by her before she left this morning." Jun Xuehan's icy face, unchanged for a thousand years, also revealed a hint of self-mockery. If it were in the past, he wouldn't have dared to believe it, but after these few days together, her performance had made him look at her with new eyes. After leaving, she shone brightly, everything she said and did was so different from others, with unique insights, a calm self-confidence in her eyes, and a detached air that seemed to see through everything, yet none of it was for him.

  Jun Ye was leaning lazily against the back of his chair, watching Jun He and Jun Huan, one excited and the other calm, both staring at those few pieces of paper as if they wanted to see a hole in them. He was quite puzzled, wondering why the emperor had brought him here without saying anything, not even letting him leave. He still wanted to go find Qingqing, but he didn't know what she was doing right now. Not seeing her for a while made him miss her a bit. Just as he was feeling depressed, he heard the emperor mention Qingqing and quickly sat up to ask, "What's wrong with Qingqing?"

  He took a few steps forward, picked up the letter in Jun Xian's hand and read it. The more he read, the wider his eyes became. His doll-like face was filled with shock and incredulity. He muttered to himself, "'The ruler is light, the people are heavy.' 'Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it.' Are these really written by Qingqing?" Although he knew Qingqing was very intelligent, he was still shocked that she could say such things. No wonder the two emperors had a mixture of joy and worry on their faces. Since ancient times, who hasn't looked down on them? How many people would truly take the common people seriously? However, thinking carefully, it really is like this. Thinking about Qingqing's calm confidence and elegant simplicity, he didn't find it unexpected that these words came from her hand. He finally knew why Qingqing attracted him - because she had something that they didn't have.

  However, what is this painting of Qingqing? Why can't he understand it? He furrowed his cute eyebrows. "Brother Huang, what is this on top drawn by Qingqing? I've never seen it before?" Flipping through the paper in his hand, it looked like a map but not quite a

  Jun Yuehan and Jun Yuehao exchanged a glance, with clarity in their eyes. This was also where they couldn't understand - what exactly did the painting depict? And what was its purpose? Since it was painted by Murong Yunqing, it seemed...

  "Come, go to the Inclined Moon Pavilion..."

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  Fengning Palace

  "What? You said Qing'er has entered the palace?" The Empress Dowager, who was reclining on the phoenix bed, suddenly sat up, and a clear smile appeared on her well-maintained face as she looked at Luoying approaching.

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  The kite looked at the excited empress dowager and said with a smile, "Yes, I just received news that Princess Huo and King Huo entered the palace together this morning. The emperor is concerned about Princess Huo's weak body and has let her rest in the Qianyue Hall. You can be at ease, Empress Dowager. I heard that young Master Shi also entered the palace." The empress dowager was more concerned about Princess Huo than anyone else. When Princess Huo had an accident earlier, the empress dowager had been worried for several sleepless nights. Fortunately, King Huo had found Princess Huo later, and it was said that Princess Huo had given birth to young Master Shi but couldn't see him yet, so she had given up on seeing him. Now that Princess Huo and young Master Shi had entered the palace together, it was no wonder that the empress dowager was so excited.

  "Quickly summon Qing'er to come to Fengning Palace, no, Qing'er shouldn't be overworked, I'll go see her instead. Come, prepare the carriage for Qiu Yue Hall..."

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  Xi Dai Gong

  A burst of crashing and shattering porcelain echoed out, the palace maids and eunuchs outside the hall all lowered their heads and stood to either side, though fearful, yet not a hint of surprise, enough to show that this situation had become all too familiar.

  Inside the palace, Shen Guifei's face twisted, her expression ferocious, she picked up the last vase on the table, "Crash", the porcelain fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

  Beautiful eyes flashed with a fierce light, Murong Yunqing, I won't let you off so easily!

  "Come on, get me the scoop, what happened this morning? And why did the Emperor let Murong Yunqing stay in the Qianyue Palace..."

  Digression

  Everyone, I'm so sorry that something unexpected came up today and it's a bit late now. I don't know if the review will pass in time... Everyone please forgive me, I'm sweating all over and crawling away...