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

Jian Yue remained silent. She remembered that in her previous life, the blood-red coral had always been on the table in front of her bed. It was a gift that Murong had given her on their wedding night. She treasured it and wanted to keep it safe, but Murong told her to put it out in the open so that she could see it every day and know his feelings.

Those words exchanged between lovers are still vivid in my mind, but now, things have changed. Thinking back, those words were just casual remarks that person could say to anyone, while I thought they were truly sincere and greedily wanted to hold them in my hands.

Thinking about it this way, the blood-red coral was of extraordinary significance, and Murong Chuan's elaborate scheme to place it beside her was likely a means of protecting it, demonstrating his far-sighted planning.

Memories are always cruel; even a lifetime has passed, they still cause excruciating pain in the heart and numbness throughout the body. Jian Yue felt a bitter taste in her mouth, so she refilled her wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

One cup after another, until Hua Xiangrong couldn't bear to watch any longer and pressed her hand down, saying, "What's wrong with you now? Is something bothering you?"

Jian Yue looked up, smiled and shook her head: "Don't worry, sister. If it's something bothering me, I'll tell you. Right now, I'm just feeling a bit down, so I had a few drinks."

Hua Xiangrong glared at her: "You call this a small drink? You drank the whole pot of wine by yourself. Be careful of a hangover and a headache tomorrow."

Jian Yue waved her hand and laughed, "It's alright. Pain can make people sober, which is better than living a confused life."

Hua Xiangrong frowned, and after a long while, she said, "When I first met you, you had a clear goal. Why are you like this today? Yueyue, tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Jian Yue composed herself and said with a wry smile, "Sister, don't worry. It's just a recollection of the past. When I first learned about the ways of the world, I had no freedom. Although I schemed and plotted during those five years on the estate, I was more at ease than I am today."

Now, I'm at their mercy, like a fish on a chopping board. I dare not even think about what the future will hold; I truly miss the old days.

Hua Xiangrong was silent for a moment, then said, "Alright, stop thinking about it. What's meant to be will be, right? Think about my glorious past. The life I have now is like a fairy tale. Compared to that, you'll realize that your life is actually quite wonderful."

Frugality is debatable, but is it beautiful? It certainly is.

She died, but was resurrected, reborn before everyone else had died. So, is this God's compensation to her?

Perhaps, it really is wonderful!

Suddenly, she laughed, even laughing out loud. Looking at Hua Xiangrong, she kept blinking and said, "Sister is right. I was overthinking things and went down a dead end. Although I was suffering and wandering, I still met you, sister, and Xiao Cui and Xiao Wu. I also learned about the cause and effect of my past, which made me understand how I should walk my own path."

Who else could have such good fortune? Sister, do you think there really is a Meng Po soup in this world? One that can make people forget earthly love and be free and unrestrained?

Her gaze was somewhat unfocused, and her voice was hollow, yet it carried a bone-chilling sorrow. Hua Xiangrong remained silent; she didn't know what to say. She was different from her; there was no way to compare them, nor could they be compared.

Suddenly, Hua Xiangrong laughed, snatched Jian Yue's wine cup, filled it with wine, and said while drinking, "Meng Po soup? I don't know if it exists or not. Even if it does, I, sister, won't get to drink it, will I?"

She sipped her drink slowly, smacking her lips with relish, when suddenly she felt no movement beside her. Looking up, she saw Jian Yue staring blankly at her, his lips parted in a slit, grinning foolishly at her.

No, to be precise, I was looking at the wine glass in her hand.

Hua Xiangrong was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, rubbed her temples, and muttered to herself, "You brat, serves you right for drinking too much!"

Just as Hua Xiangrong was about to help Jian Yue onto the bed, she heard the door creak open. Hua Xiangrong immediately turned around, and her sleeve knife flew out, pointing directly at the person.

"Don't you think it's inappropriate for you to barge into my woman's private room so late at night?"

The man caught the throwing knife casually and tossed it back with ease, causing a crack to appear in Hua Xiangrong's icy expression.

Holy crap! So arrogant?

Bai Jianan's gaze was cold and aloof; his eyes didn't even glance at Hua Xiangrong, but were fixed on Jian Yue, who was grinning foolishly.

Why is this girl still drinking?

He walked forward step by step, saying as he went, "We've met before. I don't want to hurt you. Let me take her away."

Hua Xiangrong frowned, then noticed the black carvings on the man's waist and immediately understood.

"The Master of the Qilin Pavilion?"

"Ah."

Hua Xiangrong gritted her teeth. Would it kill you to say one more word? Didn't you say "excuse me" several times when you passed by her room that day?

Thinking of this person's entanglement with Jian Yue, Hua Xiangrong was furious. She stood in front of Jian Yue, blocking Bai Jianan's view, and sneered: "So you think you can just come and go as you please, and even take my little lady with you? Bah, where in the world is there such a good deal?"

Bai Jianan frowned. He didn't want to get entangled with Hua Xiangrong any longer. The drunken and confused look in front of him made him feel extremely sorry for her. He just wanted to hold her in his arms and cherish her right now. However, there were some tactless people blocking his way.

He really wanted to slap him, but he couldn't. The other person was a relative of his sweetheart. If he slapped him, his sweetheart would feel sorry for him and would dislike him even more.

Seeing that he was frowning and looking impatient, but not attacking her, Hua Xiangrong was secretly pleased. She then sat down on the table with great strides, and her two legs were immediately seen by Bai Jianan.

Bai Jianan's brows furrowed even more, and he simply closed his eyes and said coldly, "If you don't move aside, I won't be polite."

Upon hearing this, Hua Xiangrong smiled charmingly and said, "You're quite impolite. Who among us who comes to our building is ever polite? We're open to business, so of course we welcome your impoliteness."

Are you scared by this? I'm wearing leggings, at least. If that blockhead came, I would have stripped naked for him to see.

Upon hearing this, Bai Jianan knew that the other party would definitely not give him a good look. If he continued to ramble on like this, he would have no chance of taking the person away. Thinking this, he walked straight toward his target.

Seeing that the other party was ignoring her and had his eyes closed, Hua Xiangrong raised an eyebrow, turned around and walked in front of Bai Jianan. But before she got close, Bai Jianan suddenly attacked her pressure points.

Seeing this, Hua Xiangrong immediately stepped back, but in doing so, she missed him, allowing him to successfully reach Jian Yue's side.

only……

"Mother, Mother, don't go! I miss you so much."

When Bai Jianan approached, Jian Yue quickly wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her face against his abdomen and rubbing against him haphazardly, just like a little wildcat seeking comfort.

but……

Bai Jianan froze, not daring to move an inch, his face flushed, his dark and complicated gaze fixed on the little troublemaker.

Hua Xiangrong looked utterly devastated, her face disheveled in the wind.

Is this considered indecent assault?

Unable to stop them, and knowing she was no match for them and that they wouldn't harm Jian Yue for the time being, Hua Xiangrong simply put away her knife, sat down in a circle opposite Jian Yue, and sipped her wine while watching the two people putting on a show across from her.

Don't blame me, I just love watching jokes, even if they're my own sisters.

Sigh! If there were video recorders in this world, she would definitely have recorded this scene and shown it to Little Yueyue later. Who knows what Little Yueyue would think, hahaha!

"Mom, do you know what? I've grown up. I can protect myself now. Sister Hua even taught me martial arts. I'm really good now, hehe. When I'm even better, I'll be able to rescue you."

Jian Yue continued her incessant chatter, much to Bai Jianan's dismay. He tried to avoid embarrassment and patted Jian Yue on the back, soothingly saying in a hoarse voice, "I won't leave, Yueyue, be good."

puff!

Hua Xiangrong spat it out. She wiped her mouth and stared at Bai Jianan with a complicated expression for a long time, taking in the deep affection in his eyes. After a while, she said, "I really didn't expect that you have the heart of a loving mother."

Bai Jianan paused, his expression unchanged: "It's just a coincidence that it was her."

As he spoke, he pried the hands wrapped around his body off, preparing to pick the person up. However, the person in his arms was disobedient and suddenly stood up after his hands were pried off, startling Bai Jianan.

Jian Yue suddenly exerted force, pushing Bai Jianan to the doorway, gripping the wooden supports on either side of him with both hands, and staring intently at him.

The force with which Bai Jianan was pushed made one stumble.

Right now, he dared not move, because his beloved was watching him intently, and he didn't know what to do next.

He licked his lips, trying to control himself and not lose his composure, and asked gently, "Yueyue, what's wrong?"

Jian Yue stared intently at Bai Jianan, seemingly trying to get a good look. Her face was almost pressed against Bai Jianan's, not to mention her body. The distance between them was almost broken, which made Hua Xiangrong want to say that it was an eyesore.

But when did Xiaoyueyue become so fierce? How come she didn't know?

Hmm, it must be that my gentle little Yueyue has a rough man living inside her heart. She has someone she loves and wants to take her away forcefully, but she feels that it is against etiquette. After struggling with this, a drunken molestation and forced wall slam situation came about.

Over here, Hua Xiangrong was watching with great interest, lost in her own thoughts, and even added some plot analysis as a side note. Meanwhile, Bai Jianan was in deep trouble.

He damnably loved Jian Yue's appearance at that moment; her eyes were as bright as the moon, her face as red as powder, her lips as beautiful as blooming flowers, and a few strands of her hair fell on his face, tickling and warm.

He suddenly felt that if this situation could last, even though it was a living hell, he would still find it as sweet as the beginning.