The Cloud Feather of the Red Chamber: A Marriage Arranged with Gong Yuanzheng at the Start

Silently, Yun Weishan drank the medicine Jin Chao handed her, feeling her inner strength gradually disappear, her face expressionless.

"Now can I meet Han Ya Si?"

“No rush,” Gong Zishang said. “Yun Weishan, you should meet another person.”

Yun Weishan glanced at her silently, then lowered her eyes.

Jin Huai led the way, and Yun Weishan immediately recognized the direction they were heading.

That's the direction of the dungeon.

If she's going to the dungeon not to see the crows, then who is she going to see? Who in this world is worthy of her seeing?

Inside the dark dungeon, screams echoed endlessly. It was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in purple, and judging from her distorted face, one could tell that she was enduring immense pain.

Yun Weishan's eyes trembled slightly. The methods of the palace gate were just as cruel as those of Wufeng.

She was too naive to think that falling into the hands of the palace would be better.

Deep inside the prison cell was a very special cell.

The room was furnished with a bed, a soft couch, a coffee table, and a bookcase. Ignoring the dim lighting, it looked almost exactly like a typical young woman's bedroom.

Zhuo Mei, seeing Yun Weishan approaching slowly, was so shocked that she spilled the hot tea in her hand.

"Clouds, clouds..."

Yun Weishan immediately recognized that the person living in this cell was none other than Granny Fu from the women's quarters.

Granny Fu, what are you doing here?

Jin Huai opened the cell door and gestured for Yun Weishan to go in.

"You two chat for a while, I'll be there in an hour."

Yun Weishan looked at the old woman in front of her with a wary expression.

Zhuo Mei looked at her daughter, whom she hadn't seen for many years, her eyes brimming with tears. She forced back her emotions and said:

"Miss Yun, I... I am your biological mother..."

Under Yun Weishan's incredulous gaze, Zhuo Mei recounted her background and the grudges between Wu Feng and the palace.

Yun Weishan remained silent from the moment she began to speak until Zhuo Mei took out a portrait of her father.

The man in the portrait looks so much like her. The scroll is yellowed and has many creases, showing that the owner has been looking at it a lot.

Her gaze shifted to Zhuo Mei, and she finally asked her first question since entering the dungeon.

"You said I'm a twin, then where is my sister?"

Zhuo Mei looked hesitant. "Dian Zhu arranged for you to be a girl from the Yun family in Yunxi Town. So it's very possible that your younger sister is also a girl from the Yun family in Yunxi Town."

Yun Weishan's eyes trembled, and Zhuo Mei continued to explain, "The palace will revisit the bride once it has chosen one."

"If there is a girl named Yun who looks exactly like you, then your identity will be truly foolproof."

She paused, then asked, "When you were impersonating the Yun family's daughter, didn't you see the Yun family's daughter?"

Yun Weishan shook her head. At that time, she had knocked out the maid of the Yun family. Madam Yun and Miss Yun were both knocked out by Han Yasi.

Perhaps it's time for her and Han Ya Si to have a serious talk.

Jin Huai arrived at the cell door right on time. "Miss Yun, it's time."

Yun Weishan returned the scroll to Zhuomei, got up and walked out of the cell without the slightest hesitation.

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After Gong Zishang left, a servant brought her a bowl of medicine. After drinking it, Shangguan Qian noticed that her strength was slowly recovering, but she had no internal energy left.

Shangguan Qian felt heavy-hearted, wondering if her inner strength was temporarily gone or gone forever.

"Miss Shangguan, please come with me."

Before Gong Zishang left, she told her to go see a special person.

Without hesitation, Shangguan Qian followed the servant out of the room. Now that the palace wanted to cooperate with him, they naturally wouldn't attack her at this time, so she had nothing to be afraid of.

As I passed a pavilion, I heard a burst of hearty laughter.

"Sister Qingyue, is tea brewed with snow from plum blossoms really that special? I definitely have to try it!"

"Jinmao, hurry up and go up that mountain to get me some snow from the plum blossoms!"

"Yes, wielding the blade."

Shangguan Qian could detect a hint of helpless indulgence in the guard's words.

Jin Mao used his lightness skill and quickly disappeared from sight.

Shangguan Qian felt a little melancholy. She used to brew tea with snow water when she was a child, and her mother used to do it with her.

That was so long ago, she had forgotten. If she hadn't heard these words today, she would have forgotten that she had such a wonderful time.

"Miss Shangguan, please." The servant urged. Shangguan Qian sighed softly, not dwelling on the past, and followed the servant outside.

Jin Chao spotted Shangguan Qian early in the morning, but he didn't react at all, only glancing at her back.

She may be the only surviving member of the Lonely Mountain Sect.

The servants led Shangguan Qian to a solitary grave, on which were placed many offerings.

Shangguan Qian looked at the words on it: Tomb of Gong Huanyu.

She frowned. "This is your young master's grave. Why did you bring me here?"

The servant lowered his head and said, "Young Master, like you, is an orphan of the Lonely Mountain Sect."

Shangguan Qian was startled. The servant slowly recounted Gong Huanyu's background, and finally sighed:

"Young Master Jiao and Zhi Ren did not want him dead, but no one expected that he would commit suicide."

He handed a scroll to Shangguan Qian.

"He did not leave his name, and Gong Hongyu remained in a coma after his death, so we have no way of knowing his true identity."

“You are also a member of the Lonely Mountain Sect, so you might know him.”

With trembling hands, Shangguan Qian opened the scroll. The man in the picture was tall and imposing with a cold and stern face.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. This was the first time in ten years that she had truly cried.

She had met Gong Huanyu the first time she was choosing a bride, but at that time her attention was on Yun Weishan and she didn't pay much attention to this young master.

Looking at the portrait now, it seemed somewhat familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. Shangguan Qian could no longer hold back her tears.

"I... I don't recognize him," Shangguan Qian said, trembling. "Ten years ago, I lost my memory. I only gradually remembered some things later. I... I really don't recognize him."

Why did they commit suicide? If they hadn't, they would have been each other's only family in the world.

The servant sighed softly, "If you can't remember, then forget it."

As a professional assassin, Shangguan Qian's emotions only erupted for a moment before she put away the scroll.

"Take me to see Han Yaqi."

The servant said, "There's no rush. Miss, you should go back and get ready first."

Shangguan Qian didn't say anything more and followed the servant back to the Corner Palace. There was now another young man in the pavilion.

The boy's face was full of innocent confusion. Noticing Shangguan Qian's gaze, he looked up and smiled slightly at her.

Shangguan Qian unconsciously returned a smile.

"Who is he?"

Shangguan Qian asked.

The servant replied, "This is the Snow Prince of the Snow Palace."

"Young Master Xue," Shangguan Qian murmured. "He truly lives up to his name. Such a pure and innocent young man is probably one of a kind in the world."

Back in her previous room, Shangguan Qian's state of mind was completely different from before.

She silently redid her hair and makeup, while servants brought her delicious food.

At a glance, Shangguan Qian noticed the difference in the dishes, and she couldn't help but tease, "At the palace gates, the treatment of prisoners and collaborators is truly worlds apart."

The servant simply smiled and said, "Miss Shangguan, after lunch, we will let you see whoever you wish to see."