Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

Chapter 202 The Living Abandoned Empress of the Cold Palace X The Invading Unruly Buddhist Son 36

"If Nannan were still alive today, she would probably have grown to the height of Qian'er's shoulders..."

The Queen of Clouds sat reclining on the bed, her plain midriff-baring attire making her look even thinner. Her face was as pale as paper, as if she were barely holding on by a breath. Her usually towering bun was untied, a few strands of hair falling to her shoulders, making her usually imposing aura less oppressive and more tender, like a mother.

When she looked up at Yun Qian, her gaze was filled with a complex mix of emotions—pity, warning, and barely concealed weariness and worry. Her sharp, phoenix-like eyes, moistened with weakness, their corners slightly red, still held an unmistakable sense of oppression. Her wrists were so thin that veins were barely visible. Her fingertips stroked the edge of the thin blanket across her lap, trembling slightly, as if even words were taking an immense effort to utter.

"Qian'er, do you still remember Nannan? She used to love playing with you the most. She was so little back then, and when you told her about horseback riding and archery, she loved it so much that she came back and insisted on going with you. I looked at her tear-stained face, and I felt both pity and anger. She was so little, and if anything happened, she could call me..."

Tears welled up in Queen Yun's eyes. Over the years, she hadn't regretted her choices, except for one thing: her daughter. Yun Qian listened, tears welling in her eyes. Having been a mother herself, she naturally understood the pain.

Especially, this is the only one.

She had no other, more children except her daughter.

She held on to so many rights, but failed to protect her child. How could she not feel pain?

"aunt……"

"Qian'er, don't blame your aunt. This world is inherently unfair to women. I wanted to find the best path for you, but I chose the wrong one. I didn't expect it to be surrounded by wolves and tigers. You are indeed smart, but asking you to fight such a large group of people... It's impossible."

"My name is Prince.

"My aunt has asked him to return to the capital. As soon as he returns, you will get married."

Having said this, Queen Yun suddenly became excited and held Yun Qian's hand tightly.

"Qian'er, listen to what your aunt says. I can see that although Qi Heyao is ambitious, he has feelings for you. This is true. You can make good use of this and fight for what you want. But you must remember that a man's affection and love can be withdrawn at any time. Only power can be firmly grasped in your hands and used to your advantage. You can imitate my aunt, or you can walk your own path, but remember one thing: don't narrow your path."

When Yun Qian walked out of Fengyi Palace, her heart felt heavy for the first time in a long time. It was as if her aunt had lost all her spirit overnight. What she had covered up and avoided before was suddenly revealed in front of Yun Hou, catching her off guard.

A person's spirit and energy can collapse overnight, and this is probably the case. In fact, when helping Queen Yun to sleep, Yun Qian had considered whether to feed her the medicine that would extend her life, but she hesitated in the end. She had the medicine in hand, but she didn't know if such a life would be cruel and tormenting to Queen Yun.

Yun Qian still didn't know what happened last night, as if she was shrouded in a fog. Just when her mind was in turmoil, an uninvited guest came to the door of Fengyi Palace.

She is the eldest princess of Da Qi, the elder sister of the current emperor, and a twin sister born of the same mother, with an unparalleled noble status.

Qi Chuhua held her head high with pride, and her contemptuous attitude made it easy to see her contempt.

Princess Qi wore a crimson-purple gown, woven from silk, smooth as water and unparalleled in its elegance. The hem was embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns outlined in gold thread, cascading and interlacing, so delicate it seemed to encompass the sun, moon, and stars. The cuffs were wide and flowing, lined with plain white gauze. As they fluttered in the breeze, a golden phoenix bracelet peeked through her wrist, its head held high, the rubies gleaming brightly in the sunlight.

Around her waist was a matching belt, the buckle depicting a phoenix, about to take flight, inlaid with pearls and agate, accentuating her slender figure. Over her long dress, she wore a thin cape, delicately embroidered with dragon scales in gold thread, a symbol of her noble royal status. The hem of the cape fell to the ground, swaying slightly as she walked, conveying a sense of dignity and composure.

Her hair was pulled back in a bun, secured with a jade-inlaid gold hairpin. The tassels swayed gently with her movements, making a crisp tinkling sound, as if to support her aura. Her hair was adorned with several delicate pearl flowers, each inlaid with a priceless gem. They were eye-catching without being gaudy, but instead adding a touch of nobility.

She wore a pair of satin shoes embroidered with gold thread, their toes slightly pointed, their edges faintly shimmering with the brilliance of white jade. Each step was neither hurried nor slow, yet carried an air of commanding presence. Yun Qian, upon seeing the newcomer, was the first to bow her head in greeting, her mind already formed. However, as Qi Chuhua stood before her, she caught a glimpse of another pair of shoes—those that were elegant yet lively, clearly not belonging to the eldest princess, Qi Chuhua.

"Who is this?"

Yun Qian had a hunch that they were up to no good, so she hurriedly asked the system about the identity of the other person.

"Her youngest daughter, Wei Ruochan, is younger than you, about fifteen or sixteen. She's known for her bad temper. You've dated her before, but it wasn't a good relationship. She couldn't stand up to you in a quarrel, and she'd often get so angry she'd want to whip you with her long whip, but it was Qi Heyao who stopped her."

Hearing this, Yun Qian sneered in his heart. These princes and nobles relied on their noble status and did not take other people's lives seriously.

His expression remained calm, but his gaze lingered on the pair of small shoes for a moment, then he raised his head and revealed a faint smile.

"Greetings, Princess, and Princess." Her tone was calm, as if there was no hidden hostility in front of her, but rather as if they were old acquaintances meeting again after a long separation.

Wei Ruochan raised her chin and snorted coldly. Her eyes pierced Yun Qian like a knife before she said impatiently, "You're pretending to be generous."

Qi Chuhua raised his hand slightly to stop Wei Ruochan's provocation. His eyes, filled with inquiry and a hint of oppression, fell on Yun Qian: "My dear girl from the Yun family, I haven't seen you for a few years. You have improved a lot in your demeanor."

Yun Qian smiled slightly, and said softly: "Thanks to the eldest princess."

Qi Chuhua narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little annoyed at this obstacle. There had been commotion at Fengyi Palace and Qianqiu Temple, and Yun Piao had thought she could conceal it, hiding it from everyone, unaware that she had someone in the Imperial Medical Bureau... But her niece had managed to keep a low profile.

Seeing that her mother didn't lose her temper, Wei Ruochan couldn't help herself and said bluntly, "You are my cousin's fiancée. Logically speaking, it's not your turn this time."