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

Yun Qian sat in the courtyard of her palace. Although it had been renovated, traces of looting and destruction were still visible.

The branches and leaves in the courtyard remained intact, their mottled shadows swaying in the wind. The aroma of tea lingered in the air, and Yun Qian's hands gently tapped the table.

Last night's dream was enough to make her sure that she had completed at least one-third of her mission.

I picked up the teacup and looked at it, only to find that this set of tea set was not the same as before. It looked similar, but no matter how similar it was, it was not the same as before.

Early in the morning, Qi Huan sent someone to deliver a large box of jewelry, mostly pearl hairpins and hairpins.

Yun Qian sneered, understanding the situation. Her current status was neither a slave nor a master, her situation completely dependent on the emperor's words. Yun Qian estimated that it would take another two weeks for Qi Huan to leave for Qin. As for this child...

She wanted to resolve the issue quickly. To be honest, she really didn't want to be around a psychopath.

Maybe one day he will be dragged out and beheaded.

When it was time for lunch, Qi Huan unexpectedly came and said he wanted to have lunch with the princess.

During the meal, Yun Qian ate silently with a gloomy face. Qi Huan saw that she was unhappy. He asked, "Do you like the jewelry I sent?"

Yun Qian knew that if she said she didn't like him, the man would probably turn hostile the next second.

So he could only put down his chopsticks and answer respectfully, "Everything sent by His Majesty is of the finest quality."

Yun Qian fell silent after he finished speaking. Unlike Qi Huan, he wasn't so easily fooled. He continued, "You only said it was good, but didn't mention whether you liked it or not. You evaded the question, Princess, you're really brave." Qi Huan lost his appetite and put down his bowl and chopsticks, sneering.

There was no need for Yun Qian to respond. It was useless for her to say she liked him now. Qi Huan wouldn't believe her. The man stood up and turned away.

Qi Huan had actually considered whether Yun Qian would try to keep him. If she had begged him to stay in a soft tone, he might have considered it. Unexpectedly, Yun Qian didn't respond until he left the room. He couldn't help but glance at her from the corner of his eye, only to see Yun Qian stand up and bow to see him off.

He was so angry that he laughed. His chest heaved violently. He sneered and then walked back quickly.

Suddenly the sky became extremely gloomy, and raindrops as big as beans began to fall.

Qi Huan, who was escorted back to the imperial study by palace servants with an umbrella, was not able to prevent himself from being wetted by the wind and rain, and was covered in moisture.

Qi Huan felt his mood only worsen. Even a dead person couldn't stop her from having him in her heart, right? A completely different thought unfolded in his mind than it had that morning. This morning, he'd only considered how a dead person could compete with him, but he hadn't considered that some people didn't even need to compete with him anymore. It was him, a living person, who might not even be able to compete with a dead person. The thought of this made Qi Huan laugh out loud.

But he wouldn't allow any of this. At just 25, he had already conquered the world, and the throne of Qin was easy to come by. Now he was the king of the world. What was there that he couldn't obtain?

We have to snatch it away even if we have to.

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Qi Huan fell asleep in the middle of the night and had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He had a feeling that the dream was unpredictable and out of his control. Such a feeling would not be liked by an emperor.

So I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

After failing to fall asleep again, Qi Huan ran to Chaoyang Palace with a gloomy face. Seeing Yun Qian sleeping soundly, he was amused again. He, the emperor, was feeling uncomfortable for a long time in the middle of the night, but she was not affected at all.

For a moment, he felt even more justified in getting on Yun Qian's bed. The palace maids serving outside the palace gate were a little numb. They couldn't even take a nap, and they had to often accompany the emperor running around in the middle of the night.

However, the general destination is also very clear, which is the bedroom of the eldest princess of Xia Kingdom.

Qi Huan fell asleep naturally while holding Yun Qian in his arms. This time, he finally fell asleep successfully.

The sixth dream

Qi Huan felt very strange. This time the location was not in the Summer Palace at all, but on the street.

It was obvious that the people walking along the street were in a bad mood, as if they had just encountered something bad or had just finished paying tribute to the dead. The atmosphere was very dull and depressing.

Then, a funeral procession approached, accompanied by music and instruments. Qi Huan strained to see the tablet in front of him. He was surprised to find the words "Wen Qi" inscribed on it. He was certain it must be him, and he naturally followed the procession. The white banners fluttered, revealing the deceased's remains, having sacrificed their lives for their country. Emperor Xia had specifically ordered a funeral for him.

Qi Huan had heard of the ritual of "No one collects bones for thousands of miles, and every family buries the souls outside the city", but this was the first time he participated in it.

In such troubled times, war is fought for ultimate peace and unity, and sacrifice is inevitable.

He followed the procession and finally reached the gate with the plaque of Duke Qi's Mansion. He thought he would see the little princess here. Thinking that she might have cried for him, he felt a surge of anger in his heart.

As he entered the mourning hall, he saw a group of people crying. Qi Huan looked for the little princess inside, but couldn't find her.

But the next moment, a thin voice called out, "The eldest princess has arrived."

From a distance, he saw the girl dressed in mourning clothes, with a look of sorrow that made him feel uncomfortable...

He hid in the crowd, quietly watching the little princess mourn her fiancé with a dejected look on her face as people from Duke Qi's residence came forward to greet her. Yun Qian held the hands of two elderly people, and Qi Huan guessed that they must be Wen Qi's parents.

As expected, Yun Qian said to the two elderly people: "Uncle and aunt, Wen Qi is my fiancé and a hero of Daxia. I will observe mourning for him..."

Qi Huan hadn't felt anything when he heard Yun Qian say she was going to mourn for her fiancé who died in battle. He immediately sneered. What nonsense! How could she be mourning when they couldn't even get married?

At this time, the crowd was bustling and no one noticed his disdainful expression hiding in the dark.

His face was gloomy, and he kept staring at Yun Qian. Indeed, she was still very beautiful today, even in her mourning clothes, but he was no longer in the mood to appreciate her beauty. He didn't understand why she had so much affection for him when they had been engaged for less than two years.

Is he worthy? He is just a defeated general of Qi Huan.

Then the scene changed and returned to the little princess's palace.

This time, Qi Huan was even more infuriated, because even in her own palace, Yun Qian wore plain clothes, mourning for that man. Furthermore, Yun Qian copied and recited scriptures for him, her beautiful eyes red and swollen from her tears. Yun Qian knelt there, muttering the scriptures in a low voice, as if hoping that the deceased would feel better and enter the afterlife soon.

He didn't understand. What was there to be filial about? Was he just thinking about him like this...

A blazing fire was boiling and burning in his chest. He didn't understand what this feeling was. He only knew that he was very displeased with Yun Qian's sad look over the death of her fiancé. Her gloomy face seemed to be a prelude to impending storm.