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

Yun Qian looked at Qi Huan's departing figure and couldn't help but feel surprised and confused. How tall was this man?

Soon, the system gave an answer. "190"

Yun Qian understood completely.

However, when she heard the palace servants tell her that she could return to her previous Chaoyang Palace and continue living there, she was still stunned. There was no other way, she had lived in hardship for so long that she had forgotten what she used to live in.

After she moved back to Chaoyang Palace, she felt strangely lost. She didn't have time to dwell on it; her current situation had improved somewhat, and she needed to start thinking about her next steps.

"I remember you told me before that Wen Qi is still alive."

The system was stunned for a moment, not knowing why she suddenly mentioned her fiancé, but immediately answered her.

"Yes, host. Because I found that I can see his positioning, which means that he is still useful."

Yun Qian pondered for a moment. In the eyes of the world, Wen Qi had long since perished on the battlefield, his remains utterly utterly wrecked. But she hadn't expected him to be alive. As long as he was alive, he was still useful. Yun Qian, after all, had just come through the same world, so naturally, she had no extra feelings for him. But her memories told her that Wen Qi had feelings for her. He was indeed a hero, at least for now. Yun Qian suspected he had survived the battle by chance, but that battle had indeed been the final straw that broke the camel's back for Da Xia.

In order to defend this last natural barrier, he toiled day and night on the battlefield, delaying the demise of Daxia by several months.

Thinking of this, Yun Qian felt an uncontrollable discomfort. When the news of the battle arrived, even she, the eldest princess, deep in the palace, had mourned for him. He was the last warrior of the Great Xia Dynasty and also her fiancé.

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Qi Huan was in a good mood this morning. Although he was very angry when he learned in his dream that the little princess was engaged, he changed his mind after waking up. He thought that the dream must have been when she was still a few years old. She had already chosen a husband at that time, but she still hadn't gotten married. Something must have gone wrong in the meantime.

Thinking of this, he felt much better. How could a marriage that couldn't be concluded be called a marriage? He couldn't help laughing when he thought of this, but he was still a little worried, so he called the secret guards over to check the little princess's fiancé.

Who was it? Who chose him? Was it the princess or her father, the emperor, and her mother? Why didn't the marriage take place? Where is he now? Is he dead or alive? What is his relationship with the princess like?

It was the first time that the secret guard heard his master asking so many questions when investigating a person. He felt complicated for a moment, but then he immediately agreed.

Seeing that the guard understood, Qi Huan waved his hand and asked him to leave.

As night fell, Qi Huan fell asleep in a good mood. But it was obvious that this day's dream would not make him walk out with a smile.

The fifth dream

This time, Qi Huan did not come to Yun Qian's bedroom, but to a peach blossom forest full of flowers. He guessed that this should be a flower forest somewhere in the imperial garden. In the season of falling petals, the pink peach blossoms were indeed beautiful. Large pieces of flowers fell, and even the ground was covered with the bodies of the flowers, and the eyes were full of pink petals.

A gentle breeze rustled, and someone finally appeared. But it wasn't the little princess, it was a young man. Sadly, he couldn't see the boy's face. Perhaps it was because he had no idea who he was or what he looked like, so even if he were in the little princess's dream, he couldn't see him clearly.

Without thinking any more, Qi Huan decided to hide in a secluded place first.

A young man in a white robe, sword in hand, looked like he was waiting for someone. Qi Huan had a bad feeling in his heart. This was Yun Qian's dream. How could a man who neither wore the clothes of a prince nor was he an imperial physician suddenly appear? The only possibility was...

Before he could think about it, the protagonist of his dream finally appeared. The girl was dressed beautifully today, wearing a rouge-colored, floor-length fairy dress. Her hair accessories were also beautiful, and it was obvious that they had been carefully selected. Qi Huan sneered, "Hmph."

Obviously, the person the young man was waiting for was the princess. When the two met, a gentle smile appeared on the young man's face.

The sunlight shone through the gaps between the petals onto her face, like flowing light and broken jade, falling on her brow.

The little princess had a joyful smile on her face, which was as bright and beautiful as a pearl, and the peach blossom forest became her backdrop.

Qi Huan watched them secretly. The girl handed him a jade pendant, her eyes sparkling as she begged him to accept it. Unexpectedly, the boy had also prepared a gift. Qi Huan took a closer look and saw it was a jade lotus hairpin. He immediately sneered, "How tacky!"

But the girl accepted the hairpin with great joy. The couple was so affectionate, sitting under the moonlight, and was so sweet and affectionate. It was really disgusting.

Qi Huan could only think of this word: disgusting, extremely disgusting.

But the girl lowered her head shyly, and Qi Huan felt even more uncomfortable.

Then, he saw her dead fiancé trying to hug her. Seeing this, Qi Huan finally couldn't help himself. He didn't know how he rushed over, and when he realized it, he was already behind the two of them.

Qi Huan clenched his fists tightly, anger burning fiercely in his heart.

When the little princess was about to throw herself into the man's arms, a pair of hands suddenly pulled them apart. They both turned around to see who it was. Only Yun Qian looked back and was stunned for a moment.

The scene that was originally filled with sweetness was suddenly broken by Qi Huan.

In a flash, Yun Qian discovered that the young man who had saved her life was about to punch her, as if he was going to hit her fiancé. She immediately became anxious and hurriedly grabbed the man's hand, telling him not to do so.

Wen Qi was also stunned. He asked, "Do you know each other?"

Before Yun Qian could answer, the man who suddenly broke in said to him in a stern voice: "Listen carefully, Yun Qian is mine."

The sky brightened and I woke up from the dream.

Qi Huan sat up, his face stern, furious to the point of wanting to laugh. What did she like about him? A pretty boy.

Unable to bear it any longer, he immediately called the secret guard to inquire about the results of the investigation.

"The princess's fiancé is named Wen Qi, the heir of the Duke of Qi's mansion. He was chosen by Emperor Xia and Empress Xia as her consort when she was eighteen, not by the princess herself." The secret guard trembled with fear, wanting to see the master's expression, but not daring to. He simply felt that the master's mood today was too low...

"What else?" Qi Huan urged impatiently when he saw the secret guard stopped reporting for a moment.

I sneered in my heart, haha, you like the one your parents chose? A woman without a strong opinion.

"Also, the two were originally scheduled to marry when the princess turned twenty, but war suddenly broke out in Xia Kingdom. Wen Qi volunteered to lead the troops, and I heard... I heard that the princess didn't stop him, but she grieved for a long time in the palace... Later, Wen Qi died in the Battle of Nancheng, and his body was never found. As for their relationship... I haven't found out much yet, but I heard that they were quite good."

After finally finishing his words in one breath, the secret guard lowered his head even lower. He felt that the more he spoke, the worse his master's mood became, and he was afraid that his master would vent his anger on others.

Haha, not bad. Qi Huan sneered and waved his hand to tell him to leave.

Qi Huan felt that he hadn't been this angry in a long time, but when he thought about the fact that this person was already dead, he felt a little better. How could he argue with him when he was already dead?