The eldest daughter's scheming, the crown prince's exclusive favor to the venomous concubi

Yue Leyun immediately shook her head and said decisively, "Impossible. There is absolutely no other prince in this world who would dare to stop His Highness. And you also said that His Highness calls him Bai Jianan. This name is naturally the name of the Prince of Qingyan."

Upon hearing this, Jian Yue's eyes suddenly became somewhat blank. She looked at Yue Leyun and said, "But if that's really the case, how could there be three people in this world who look alike? Could it be that there really is some kind of relationship between us?"

As Jian Yue spoke, a look of doubt suddenly flashed in her eyes as she stared at Yue Leyun and said, "I think that girl is about the same age as me. If there is any difference, it is that her aura is more aggressive than mine. If I were to compare myself to her, I would be at a disadvantage."

Yue Leyun looked over and saw that Jian Yue was looking at her, waiting for her to clear up her doubts. He regarded her as the most trusted person. However, there was always a wary look in Yue Leyun's eyes.

Is what this person in front of me really telling the truth? If not, then this person's hiding skills are too high. Shangguan Jianyue is not a master of hiding. From her eyes, I can always see her hatred for the Qiu family.

So, the person before me really isn't Shangguan Jianyue? No, it's not Shangguan Jianyue. Then who is it? What's the reason for the sudden appearance of these several similar-looking people?

Yue Leyun was overthinking things. What she feared most wasn't whether Shangguan Jianyue would appear or not, or who the woman in front of her was. What she feared even more was that Murong Chuan had truly fallen for this face.

Murong Chuan had never looked at any other woman with the same gaze he had shown this woman, not even her.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "In that case, I will send someone to the mansion to inquire. If it is true, then you two must have some connection. I don't believe that there are two people in this world who are exactly alike."

Their conversation was nearing its end when Murong Chuan sent someone over. Jian Yue and Yue Leyun then left the room. Murong Chuan and the Prime Minister were waiting in the front hall. When they saw Jian Yue and Yue Leyun come out, he went up to them and asked, "What were you talking about? Why did it take so long?"

Jian Yue lowered her eyes and remained silent. Murong Chuan frowned slightly. Yue Leyun stepped forward and smiled, "Your Highness has been waiting for a long time. Are you getting impatient? Or are you really afraid that I will bully my sister?"

Murong Chuan then turned and smiled, "How could that be? I was just curious what you two had to talk about."

Yue Leyun raised an eyebrow, then suddenly covered her lips, saying coquettishly, "How could Your Highness know about a young lady's private matters? I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going back now."

As Yue Leyun spoke, she curtsied to the Prime Minister and turned to leave. Murong Chuan called out, "Leyun, the New Year is almost here. The Prime Minister and I have already decided that ten days from now will be an auspicious day for our wedding. It will be good for us to marry the eldest daughter of the Qiu family before the New Year. This way, it will be better for everyone."

Upon hearing this, Yue Leyun suddenly smiled and said, "It is entirely up to Your Highness to decide. I will simply wait in the mansion for Your Highness to come and greet me."

After saying that, Yue Leyun's face flushed red, her eyes filled with love for Murong Chuan. She was looking down at Murong Chuan, and when she saw him looking over, she immediately ran away shyly.

Upon seeing this, Murong Chuan smiled, turned around and bid farewell to the Prime Minister. At this moment, the Prime Minister was frowning as he looked at Jian Yue, but Jian Yue's expression remained unchanged, and she remained calm.

It must be said that seeing the person who was said to resemble Shangguan Jianyue was even more surprising than hearing about it. They were so alike. How could there be such a similar person in the world?

Recalling what Murong Chuan had said to him, and seeing the way Murong Chuan was looking at Jian Yue, the Prime Minister frowned and suddenly had a bad feeling, but he couldn't tell what it was.

It was getting late, so Murong Chuan glanced at the sky and said to the Prime Minister, "It's getting late, and I should go back to make preparations. I'll take my leave now."

The Prime Minister snapped out of his reverie, nodded, and bowed to Murong Chuan, saying, "In that case, Your Highness, we respectfully see you off."

After leaving the Prime Minister's residence, Jian Yue quickened her pace and got into the carriage first. Murong Chuan paused for a moment, looked at her, and followed her in. However, the two of them sat in a way that was once natural but now distant.

After getting into the car, Murong Chuan kept staring at Jian Yue, but his mind was filled with the image of the beautiful woman who had left with Bai Jianan. Then, Jian Yue's image appeared again, and he finally couldn't help but question her: "What exactly happened?"

Jian Yue lifted her eyelids slightly to glance at Murong Chuan, then lowered her eyes again, and said with a faint smile, "What does Your Highness want to ask? What happened?"

Murong Chuan frowned, his voice turning sharp: "Are you playing dumb with me? Did you already know about her existence?"

Jian Yue sneered: "Whose existence? Is it that woman beside Bai Jianan? Your Highness's memory is really bad. Have you forgotten? I have said long ago that I have never met that person. It's just that you don't believe me and always trust yourself too much, which is why you made such a joke."

"Your Highness, do you remember the question I asked you before? I asked you, if you found the person you once loved, how would you treat me? Now, I still have the same question, Your Highness. What will you do? Bring her back?"

Murong Chuan remained silent. Jian Yue, standing before him, seemed to have been pierced with thorns, her eyes flashing with a chilling sneer. She was facing Murong Chuan, her eyes seemingly filled with suppressed anger.

At this moment, for some reason, Jian Yue touched Murong's heart. For a fleeting moment, he thought, how wonderful it would be if the person in front of him were really her.

Murong Chuan remained silent, so Jian Yue turned away and stopped looking at him, instead coldly gazing out the window, refusing to give Murong Chuan even a glance. The moment the carriage stopped, Jian Yue swiftly dismounted and walked into the Crown Prince's residence. When Murong Chuan got out of the carriage and headed into the residence, he saw that Jian Yue had already packed her belongings and was fighting with the Golden Armor Guards in the courtyard.

Jian Yue's moves were all deadly. Although she had no internal energy, every move she made targeted the opponent's vital points. The Golden Armor Guards were ordered to protect Jian Yue and prevent her from leaving, but they could not harm her. The two sides fought to a draw.

Seeing this, Murong Chuan's usually calm face finally showed a slight change. Looking at Jian Yue's proud and defiant face, which was covered with a few beads of sweat, he couldn't bear it and stepped forward to pull Jian Yue back, saying, "Yueyue, stop making a fuss."

"Making a scene? Ha! Your Highness must have forgotten. I'm not the one you're so obsessed with. I'm superfluous. If I don't make room for someone else now, do you expect me to be squeezed out when someone else comes?"

Jian Yue's eyes were filled with stubborn tears, which made Murong Chuan feel a pang of heartache. He said softly, "Who said that? No matter who comes, you will always be the only owner of Qing Su Zhai."

Upon hearing this, Jian Yue paused, looked at Murong Chuan, and asked with a puzzled look in her eyes, "Isn't that your childhood sweetheart? Isn't that the person you've missed for so long? Don't you plan to bring her back?"

Murong Chuan was silent for a moment, then released Jian Yue and shook his head, saying, "Who is she? What is she doing here? Why did she move into the Princess's residence? And why is she involved with Bai Jianan? I know nothing about any of this. How do you expect me to go and pick her up?"

Yueyue, I'm realistic. All I know is that right now, having you by my side is more valuable than anything else. So, don't be angry. Just stay here and let me investigate before making any further plans.

Jian Yue raised an eyebrow, gave a wicked smile, and said, "Plan? Once you find out she's coming back to find you, you'll bring her back, and then I'll leave?"

At this point, Jian Yue paused, and before Murong Chuan could deny it, she continued, "Alright, then I'll stay here and reserve a place for her. Anyway, we look similar, so she can take over my identity later."

After saying that, Jian Yue pushed Murong Chuan away, picked up her bundle and went back to her room. She slammed the door shut and then remained silent.

Murong Chuan glanced at the room from outside, remained silent for a moment, then turned and left for Qiu Lingfeng's courtyard. Inside the room, Jian Yue stood at the door, watching Murong Chuan leave through the crack in the door before sneering, "Look, the man who is so devoted to you has now gone to another woman's courtyard. He must be getting married tonight to ease his longing."

Inside the room, at the round table, a woman dressed in black night clothes smiled slightly and looked at Jian Yue, saying, "What does it have to do with other people's men? Does that mean I have to like all the men who like me? If that were the case, wouldn't the princess of the Northern Desert have to have ten or eight husbands?"

Looking at the face that was exactly the same as her own, Qiu Lingyu suddenly sighed, "Fate is so cruel. I originally thought you were just an imposter, but after meeting you, I realized the whole story. Your name is Yueyue, right?"

Jian Yue lowered her eyes, walked to the round table, sat down opposite Qiu Lingyu, and said, "Your surname is Qiu and your given name is Lingyu, but the royal family of Mobei does not have this surname. Why do you keep this surname?"

Qiu Lingyu smiled and asked in return, "Isn't it good? This way, I can remember that my mother is from the Central Plains, and I have half of the blood from the Central Plains."

Jian Yue suddenly gave a sarcastic laugh and mocked, "Is this interesting? What does it matter to you whether you're from the Central Plains or not? In the end, what you all have to do is fight for whatever you want."

Jian Yue didn't smile at all from beginning to end, and Qiu Lingyu's smile also disappeared as the conversation continued. She frowned and remained silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed and said, "Father, he regrets it very much."

"Regret? Can regret make up for everything? If he really loved Mother, why did he abandon her? Was that so-called armored soldier really more important than anything else?"

Jian Yue's business suddenly surged, the sharp and piercing sound immediately alerting the guards outside. Qiu Lingyu frowned as she watched the gathering of people and said, "You're too excited. I'll take my leave today. Don't worry, Bai Jianan, I'll take care of him for you, and I'll also find a way to get rid of the Gu poison in his body."

After saying that, Qiu Lingyu turned and left through the window. The figures gathered outside the door arrived at that moment. Suddenly, they pushed open the door and rushed in. Jian Yue looked up sharply, her eyes bloodshot, and she roared at them with a gloomy expression, "Get out."