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

Qi Jueyu stood outside the palace, his gaze slightly cold, his expression expressionless as he gazed into the distance, his Buddhist beads slowly turning. A wave of impatience hung over him like a dark cloud, seemingly unable to dissipate. The Crown Prince's men? This brother truly cared deeply. Why, after being exposed for being a rebellious son and still wanting to be recommended as a filial and honest official, was he now so anxious?

Thinking of this, he sneered, and a faint disgust rose in his heart.

"Yun Qian," he silently chanted her name, his eyes looking towards the temple gate with a complicated expression. He chuckled self-deprecatingly. He knew she wasn't someone who played by the rules, but her actions still made him hesitate, making it difficult for him to discern her true intentions.

That night in the stone chamber, her attitude towards Qi Heyao was clearly quite dismissive. How could he not see that she was such a sentimental person? Foolish man, her attitude towards the prince—if there was even the slightest ambiguity, or even any sign of wavering, then she should have realized how dangerous the situation she was in was.

Not long after, a disciple came to report that Yun Qian had already headed towards the front hall, seemingly accepting the meeting without hesitation. Upon hearing this, Qi Jueyu pursed his lips, his eyes slightly cold, and remained silent.

He did not choose to act rashly, but raised his hand to signal Luo Qiyin to wait in the dark to ensure that the movement in the front hall would not be transmitted outside Qianqiu Temple.

In the front hall on the other side, Yun Qian walked to a corner and spotted the visitor from afar. He was dressed in black, his face stern, a scroll of letters in his hand, and a token with the prince's seal tied around his waist. It was undoubtedly him. She frowned slightly and regarded the visitor with a certain impatience, not betraying any surprise or anxiety.

The messenger hadn't expected the Yun family's daughter to look so unfriendly. Could it be that, as the news had suggested, she... no longer wanted to be the Crown Princess? A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, and then he respectfully handed over the letter, whispering, "Your Highness has specially sent me here to inquire about the girl's well-being. Your Highness's thoughts are all in this letter. I hope the girl takes good care of herself, Changle Weiyang, and returns to the capital soon. Only then can Your Highness rest in peace."

Yun Qian's eyes were haughty, seemingly unmoved. After a moment's silence, she finally took the letter, her fingertips pausing slightly, not rushing to unfold it. She looked up at the messenger and said calmly, "I appreciate the Crown Prince's kindness. However, he is always so busy, so I dare not trouble him. I'll tell him that there's no need to send letters like this in the future."

The messenger felt slightly ashamed when she said this, unsure how to report back. He bowed slightly and said, "Young lady, you may not know. Ever since His Highness learned that you went to Qianqiu Temple, he has been very concerned and has mentioned it many times. Currently, His Highness is stationed in Lancheng, and the disaster continues. It is rare for His Highness to have time, so he sent me to pay his respects."

When Yun Qian heard this, her originally arrogant and cold expression paused, her eyes narrowed, and she seemed a little conflicted, as if these words reminded her that Qi Heyao was indeed busy with official business and did not intend to break the appointment.

"Please tell His Highness that Yun Qian is fine. Qianqiu Temple is a quiet place that is perfect for me to resolve my doubts and cultivate myself. Once I have finished my meditation and cultivation, I will return to the capital. Tell Your Highness not to worry."

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After Yun Qian returned to the meditation room, she casually put down the letter that felt heavy even when she held it in her hand, as if she didn't want to read it... But after a while, she seemed to be unable to hold back and wanted to open the letter to take a look.

But in the end she still didn't open the letter to read it. She just got up and went to the scripture hall where she usually went to find Qi Jueyu to lecture on scriptures.

"Is Master Bichen here?"

Qi Jueyu had known she was coming, but he didn't want to respond. He was actually a little unhappy about her actions that made it hard to see her intentions. "You're full of lies."

He was about to ignore her and meditate alone, but he found it difficult to calm his mind. He spun the Buddhist beads in circles in his palm, trying to calm his mind, but that bright and beautiful figure seemed to have quietly invaded, lingering. Her every smile, every frown, every joy, every anger, everything was so clear in his eyes and in his mind.

Qi Jueyu didn't know what was wrong with him, but... he was probably a little unhappy. After all, this woman acted strangely. She had done everything to tease him, but her behavior was inconsistent and unclear. As for what she said about disobeying Queen Yun's wishes...

He couldn't fathom the true purpose behind her change, but he couldn't explain why he felt a surge of concern. He'd met her, and his response to the messenger was merely distant and polite, but he still felt it wasn't enough. He should have been more ruthless, letting his brother see clearly.

Just when he couldn't calm down, the door was quietly pushed open by the girl. Qi Jueyu subconsciously frowned, a little unhappy, but he didn't send anyone to stop her, which was surprising.

"Qi Jueyu, you're obviously here, why are you ignoring me?"

The words "Don't be rude" were on the tip of his tongue but he didn't say them in the end. Qi Jueyu raised his slightly closed eyes coldly and glanced lightly in the direction where the woman was standing.

"Master, what's wrong with you? You seem so upset. Did someone offend you? This shouldn't be the case. You are a Buddhist, you should forget all the worries of the mortal world. How could you get angry with ordinary people?"

Yun Qian was talking without knowing what was going on, but she was laughing uncontrollably in her heart. She was such a bad woman who liked to ask questions even though she knew the answer.

She didn't need to know whether Qi Jueyu liked her. She was confident enough to take such a risk even without the system's progress bar reminding her.

"Since you want to practice cultivation, you should stop thinking about nonsense on a daily basis."

Qi Jueyu paused for a moment, then continued, "Also, if you want to forget your worries, you should avoid getting involved in the many troubles in the world, as they only add to your troubles."

"Yes, Master, that's right. Yun Qian has learned from you, but for a moment I thought of the people in the mortal world, and I felt a little angry and confused."

Yun Qian's beautiful eyes kept looking at the place where Qi Jueyu was sitting. Her face was rosy and it was impossible to tell what she was angry about.

Qi Jueyu looked at her, and Yun Qian saw the disbelief in his eyes.

"Why did you come to Qianqiu Temple?"

Yun Qian laughed brightly, and Qi Jueyu was momentarily lost in thought as he watched. He suddenly felt that the plainness of the room was unworthy of her. She was born in a bright hall, raised by women, and was so beautiful. No wonder... his brother wanted both.

It’s a pity that there are not so many good things in this world.

"Qi Jueyu, don't you really understand? I came here for you."