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

"Jiangzhu, you are simply a beautiful and kind-hearted fairy."

"Jiangzhu, with you by my side, life in this palace is much better."

"Jiangzhu, Jiangzhu, can you stay with me for a while longer... Can I call you Sister Jiangzhu..."

"Sister Jiangzhu, why do I feel a little uncomfortable recently..."

"Sister Jiangzhu, why can't I get better even after taking dose after dose of medicine? Am I doomed to fail?"

"Sister Jiangzhu, when I recover from my illness, I want to go with you to see all the beautiful scenery..."

"Sister Jiangzhu, am I going to die..."

Yun Qian's words echoed in Jiangzhu's mind like a demonic voice. Yun Qian's illness had struck suddenly. Initially, it was just a cold, which should have cleared up in two weeks with just a few doses of medicine. But now, within just seven days, her pulse had deteriorated into a state of terminal illness, with no hope of recovery... This was an acute illness that threatened to rob the girl of her life. For the first time in her years of medical practice, Jiangzhu felt overwhelmed.

Acute illness is difficult to treat, and there is a high risk of death. The small plant in her hand could no longer save her... When he took her pulse for the last time, his expression was complicated and painful, with a hint of doubt, but in the end he chose to say nothing.

Yun Qian was already on her deathbed at this time. She held her hand and comforted Jiangzhu, saying that everything was fine.

"Sister Jiangzhu, I'm afraid I'm just unlucky. If I'm unlucky, it's useless to save me. I know you've tried your best..."

Don’t blame yourself, Sister Jiangzhu.

Jiangzhu only felt tear marks crawling up her cheeks, and she didn't want to hear these words of comfort anymore.

But she couldn't help but look at Yun Qian. When the girl was about to leave, there was no lover or relatives around her, only her.

"Sister Jiangzhu, listen to me. I'm in this state now, and I won't be able to wait for Qi Huan. Everyone present, listen carefully. I told him not to vent his anger on anyone, especially you. You're not wrong at all. This is my fate, and I accept it."

As the words fell, tears welled up in the beauty's eyes, and her sickly and pale face was unbearable to look at.

Tears kept coming out of Jiangzhu's eyes, which were always as cold as ice. She didn't know why it had come to this. Yun Qian was only twenty years old. She had never left the palace. She hadn't waited for His Majesty to come back... Looking at the sick princess lying on the bed, her skin was still as white as snow, but she was filled with illness.

Bowl after bowl of medicine that once seemed like a panacea now seemed like a death warrant for the girl... Every bowl was black and extremely bitter. The girl didn't want to see her worry and sadness, so she forced herself to drink it all, not a drop left...

Until the last bowl of medicine, the girl smiled and asked her, Sister Jiangzhu, can I not drink it... It's really bitter.

What Jiangzhu heard had a double meaning. She couldn't help but go forward and hug the eldest princess of the former Xia Kingdom, the woman that Emperor Qi held dear to his heart, the sister that Jiangzhu recognized... She didn't cry, but tears kept falling from her.

Tears fell on Yun Qian's hands, and Yun Qian felt extremely uncomfortable, but she had no choice... There was no way, the arrow had been shot and there was no turning back. Sorry, Sister Jiangzhu.

Yun Qian was leaning against Jiangzhu's arms. She felt so cold, and her strength was almost gone. She wanted to use her last bit of strength to wipe Jiangzhu's tears. Her pale hand stretched out halfway, and Jiangzhu just watched, watching the girl's hand suddenly lose its strength, fall down, and she died in her arms.

For a moment, Jiangzhu felt that she couldn't even cry. She couldn't believe this was true, but tears rushed out one after another.

The sun was rising today, and it was a beautiful day. Yet, within the magnificent palace, a life had already passed away. The young girl had fallen asleep peacefully, never to wake up again...

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The guards Qi Huan had placed watched her die, their hearts aching. What could they do? The dead were at peace, but what about the living? His Majesty? Initially, some among them had discussed informing His Majesty, but in the end, they held back, saying it was just a cold. Who could have known it would be so severe that it would cost the princess her life?

Just as everyone was still hesitating and struggling, Xia Li appeared. As their superior, he ordered them not to send the news of the Empress's death to Qindu, saying it would affect the military situation at the front... No matter how much they objected, they didn't dare to say anything more...

Jiangzhu held Yun Qian's body, unable to recover for a long time. Until Xia Li came out and said that he wanted to cremate the princess...

Jiangzhu's eyes suddenly widened and she stared at the general in disbelief. Did he know what he was talking about?

"The dead are great, and they rest in peace."

But then, Xia Li told her that this was the princess's own request. She didn't want Qi Huan to come back and see a completely rotten corpse... The other people who served Yun Qian also confirmed the truthfulness of Xia Li's words.

Jiangzhu gradually loosened her hand. Since this was what Yun Qian wanted, she had no right to stop it.

Then she thought of Qi Huan again. Maybe the girl did this because she didn't want to see Qi Huan again. She would rather be burned to ashes and put in a small box than be seen by him again... Suddenly, she seemed to understand the crux of the matter, and Jiangzhu was no longer troubled.

The princess had no freedom during her lifetime, and as her sister, she would never stop her...

Lost in thought, she watched them carry the girl's body into the coffin. The girl lay quietly inside, lifeless. Jiangzhu thought this was the last time they would see each other...

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Three days later, Xia Li led his army to send him to Yunzhou and cremated him in public.

Little did they know that the coffin was already empty...

Yun Qian was among the people in charge of the funeral, watching her coffin burning quietly. She just felt that the sun was a little too strong today. She had just woken up and was still very hungry. She had eaten three bowls of porridge and two trays of dumplings in the morning to barely get by.

I have to say that this fake death is really novel. Fortunately, she had asked before whether the baby would be okay, and the system said that it could help her take care of it, so she felt at ease to do so.

It was not until the entire ceremony was over that Xia Li asked everyone to leave, then he took off his disguise and invited Yun Qian to leave with him.

Yun Qian smiled and said okay. Wen Qi immediately felt something strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he had to suppress his doubts.

The two men rode away quietly in the middle of the night. The next day, the soldiers who discovered that the general was missing had not noticed that there was an extra person in the team during the day...

When the two finally arrived at an inn to rest, Yun Qian knew that she could finally confront him...

"Wen Qi, on the day you rebelled, did you ever think about your aging parents?"

Yun Qian held the teacup in one hand, seemingly frail and boneless. She smiled gracefully yet uttered these shocking words. Wen Qi's expression suddenly changed after hearing her words, but he still tried to maintain his composure, wanting to continue pretending...

Yun Qian chuckled, her red lips blazing with fire, as red as blood, making her look even more ghostly and dangerous in the night...