Quick transmigration, she doesn't love anyone!

Just as they were about to close the shop that evening, Yun Qiao looked at the person who suddenly appeared, her face expressionless.

Qin Xiangming had already entered before they could finish moving.

After watching her for a while, seeing her busy herself with tidying up the medicinal herbs and organizing the ledgers, completely ignoring him, Qin Xiangming couldn't help but plead:

"Let's go back."

She never treated herself like that. Because she was a fool and needed more attention, even when Yue Shan was around, she paid more attention to him and took care of him than Yue Shan did.

Yun Qiao paused for a moment. "You should go back. I'll stay here for a while."

She was no longer angry. Thinking about how the tyrant died, she knew that if Qin Xiangming were a normal person, he wouldn't be alive and well by now.

Yun Qiao remained calm, but Qin Xiangming was not. He clearly sensed that Yun Qiao was drawing a line between herself and him.

He knew from the beginning that his feigned ignorance would be a hidden danger that would damage her trust.

But she wouldn't go that far, after all, he had been pretending for so many years before she arrived.

So what she found even more unacceptable was probably something else.

"Are you not going to care about me anymore?"

Even her future plans have likely excluded him.

How could she really be so heartless?

Yun Qiao looked up at his pitiful and aggrieved expression and said:

"Is the butler one of your people?"

She was asking a question, but she was quite certain that because of the natural trust she had in the past, she wouldn't think about the strange things about the people around her, but that didn't mean she was stupid.

Qin Xiangming was silent for a moment, then resignedly said, "Yes."

Yun Qiao nodded. She didn't really care about that. She'd already lied, so what difference did it make if she had one more or one less item?

"So you are capable of protecting yourself and don't need me, your stepmother, to discipline you, right?"

She deliberately emphasized the word "stepmother".

She could convince herself that he had his reasons for keeping this from her, but she could no longer trust him completely.

But he also crossed the line, which she could not accept.

Qin Xiangming watched as she tried her best to distance herself from him, and he held back his anger.

"Yue Shan is also one of my people."

Yun Qiao stopped what she was doing, stared at him for a moment, then lowered her head after a long while, turned around and sat down in a chair, frowning as she processed the massive amount of information.

Qin Xiangming stood quietly, awaiting her verdict.

The room was so quiet that not a sound could be heard. After a long while, Yun Qiao seemed to have made up her mind, and looked up to ask:

"I want to redeem Yue Shan from his servitude. How much money do I need?"

Qin Xiangming's knuckles were cracking behind his back, but his face remained calm.

"You can forgive him, so why can't I?"

Yun Qiao frowned. "He has never lied to me. As for what he kept from me, I will settle accounts with him when I get back."

Yue Shan is different. She won't pry into his affairs too much, and even if she does, he won't hide anything from her and will directly tell her that she can't tell him.

At least in Yun Qiao's judgment system, telling her frankly that she couldn't say something was different from hiding it. This matter was like keeping it confidential at work, falling into the realm of morality, so she never pressed Yue Shan for details.

As for Yue Shan's secrecy involving himself, and his concealment of the matter with Qin Xiangming, that's a family matter, and we'll deal with it when he returns.

Yun Qiao calmly stated the facts, but Qin Xiangming was anything but calm at this moment.

Her attitude made it seem as if he had become a stranger.

After a long silence, he said slowly and deliberately:

“It can’t be redeemed. He’s a member of the Prince’s mansion, whether he lives or dies.”

She wants to abandon him and run away with Yue Shan? How ridiculous.

Qin Xiangming wanted to say that she was a member of the Prince's Mansion and would never be able to leave, but in the end, he turned his attention to Yue Shan.

He felt he had been calm enough; otherwise, he would have taken her back and locked her up now to deter her from leaving.

Yun Qiao had no idea what he was thinking, but automatically assumed that Yue Shan was very important.

Come to think of it, Yue Shan has almost always been on life-or-death missions. Regardless of what Qin Xiang is doing openly or secretly, Yue Shan is indeed very useful.

"You can leave now. I need to be alone."

Yun Qiao remained calm and did not argue with him further.

Qin Xiangming looked at her for a long time before giving in and saying, "I'll go home tomorrow night."

Yun Qiao nodded upon hearing this.

Her thoughts are in turmoil. If Yue Shan is destined not to leave, then what about her? Should she leave?

After seeing Qin Xiangming leave, Yun Qiao sat for a while before getting up to go to sleep.

She wasn't just giving Qin Xiangming the runaround; given the current situation, it didn't matter where she was.

If she hadn't woken up to an unfamiliar environment the next day, she really would have gone back to the Prince's mansion.

When Yun Qiao suddenly opened her eyes and met the person lying on his side next to her with a sickly look on his face, she was so frightened that she almost poked his eyes out.

But at that moment, she dared not move.

That face was all too familiar.

Yun Qiao stared at his dark eyes, which seemed to be smiling but weren't, and after a long while, she shrank back and closed her eyes again.

I opened it the wrong way, and I had a nightmare.

Even with her eyes closed, the cool hand gently holding her neck was impossible to ignore.

Yun Qiao kept her eyes tightly shut, afraid that the bastard would suddenly tighten his grip and strangle her.

Why would there be such a perverted person who looks exactly like that blond-haired guy she hates so much?

The key question is, how did she end up in a completely different place after just one night's sleep?

This is not a clinic, and there is no reassuring smell of herbs.

If I had to say it, it has a scumbag, perverted vibe, psychologically.

From her memory, she knew that this bastard was capable of actually carving flowers out of her skull, after all, there had been precedents.

The tyrant is sick, seriously sick. Yun Qiao thinks this might fall under the category of psychology, which she can't cure and doesn't think needs to be. If there is any law in this place, he should be sentenced to death immediately.

Qin Xiangchi gently stroked it, suppressing the urge to tighten his grip.

After all, his empress looked too frail; she could easily be crushed with a flick of her finger, and that wouldn't be fun.

"Be good, open your eyes and look at me."

His fingers moved to her face and behind her ears, gently stroking her, but Yun Qiao had the feeling that he was about to twist her head off at any moment.

Suppressing the fear in my heart, I calmed down and slowly opened my eyes.

When Qin Xiangchi saw her open her eyes, a smile appeared in his eyes.

"You're so obedient. The coronation ceremony is in half a month. Are you satisfied, Empress?"

What does it mean? Who?

"Empress...?"

Is that pervert's brain stuck in a door?

Qin Xiangchi looked at the obvious doubt in her eyes, his gaze gradually turned cold, and his hand moved back to her neck.

"Has the Empress forgotten? She was born with the destiny of a phoenix."

Yun Qiao almost forgot that her life was still in someone else's hands and wanted to start a rebellion.

Which gossip leaked the news? How did that tyrant find out this nonsense?

Is that bald guy dead?

Yun Qiao suppressed her emotions, trying to offer some honest advice, and swallowed hard before saying:

"Your Majesty, I think these are just rumors. What does that monk Liaokong know? He has never been married, so how would he know anything about marriage? You agree, what about the fate of a phoenix? It's all up to you to decide."

When it comes to saving your life, you have to bite the bullet and make something up, even if you're scared.

Qin Xiangchi stared at her intently, seemingly deep in thought.

After a long pause, he said:

"Is that so? But the coronation ceremony has already been set. In that case, I have no choice but to execute you before the ceremony. If I break this prophecy, then the next step will be to send Kong down to accompany you."

Yun Qiao's expression froze for a moment.

"The master's words have their own logic, but... perhaps fate cannot be defied."