Her hair was cloud-like and beautiful! She opened her eyes and found herself back in the third year

Since waking up yesterday, Qin Yizhen has been on edge and didn't sleep well last night, waking up from nightmares from time to time.

When she leaned against Cheng Yan and felt his heartbeat, she felt especially at ease. Before long, she felt waves of fatigue and drowsiness wash over her, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

When she heard someone speaking, she groggily opened her eyes, but before she was fully awake, her eyes were covered by a pair of hands, and her vision was plunged into darkness again.

"Sleep a little longer, we're not home yet."

"What's wrong?" she tugged at his sleeve and asked.

"It's nothing, someone came looking for me."

Qin Yi was still half asleep when she heard him say that, so she naturally didn't pay any more attention to it, closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Seeing that she had fallen asleep peacefully again, Cheng Yan twirled a strand of her hair with his fingers, feeling pleased, and said to the people outside, "Let her sit in the carriage in the back."

Having received the instructions, Songnian went to invite Wang Xianrong to the carriage behind: "Today, the manor has only sent out two carriages. Please, Aunt Wang, make do with the others for now."

Wang Xianrong looked at the people in the carriage: Song Pingping, Zhao Rufang, Lü Qiao, and two other maids. There were five people in total.

Zhao Rufang warmly made room for her, saying, "Come on, Aunt Wang, sit next to me. I promise I won't crowd you. Come on up."

Before Wang Xianrong could speak, a young man in a white robe next to her turned pale: "What do you mean, 'squeeze in'? You want my sister to squeeze in with these people?"

Song Nian said, "Young Master Wang, please don't be offended. We only brought two carriages today. If Aunt Wang wants to go back with us, then this is the only way."

If Consort Wang is unwilling, please wait here. A carriage will be arranged by the household to pick her up shortly.

"The carriage in front only has two people in it, so why can't my sister sit in it?"

"The Marquis said that no one should disturb him and the princess."

"Why can't we disturb him? My sister has already wronged herself like this for him, and he still treats her like this. I want to ask him what he means by this. Cheng Yan, get down here!"

Cheng Yan frowned, his face turning slightly dark.

Does the Wang family have some serious illness? Did he force Wang Xianrong to become his concubine or did he beg for it?

It was clearly the Wang family who forced this upon him. So, whether she felt wronged or not, she had to bear it herself. How could she blame him?

Cheng Yan placed Qin Yizhen on the couch, then got up, lifted the carriage curtain, and walked out. His sharp gaze swept across the scene before landing on the Wang siblings.

When Young Master Wang saw him come out, he immediately said, "Lord Cheng, it's good that you've come. Is this how your Cheng family treats my elder sister? Do you even respect our Wang family?"

“Young Master Wang,” Cheng Yan said in a slightly cold tone, “this is not a matter of whether or not I respect anyone. I have no objection to the Wang family. As a high-ranking official in the court, I sincerely respect him.”

“But a concubine is a concubine. As a concubine, she is treated as such. If Aunt Song can ride in this carriage, why can’t she?”

"Does Young Master Wang think that because she is a daughter of the Wang family, even if she is a concubine, she should overshadow the wife? Only if I learn to favor my concubine and neglect my wife will the Wang family be satisfied and think I am a decent person?"

"The Cheng family is like this. If the Wang family is dissatisfied, or if Aunt Wang is dissatisfied, they can go home and remarry. I will not stop them."

The Wang and Xie families held very high positions in the Eastern Qin Empire, ranking first among the eight great families after the royal Qin family. Young Master Wang, born into the Wang family, considered himself of noble birth. Now, even his elder sister, who was being treated like a concubine, was being looked down upon. He was so angry that his face turned red and he was about to roll up his sleeves and hit someone.

Wang Xianrong quickly pulled him back: "Alright, you should go back now."

"But......"

"Go back!" Wang Xianrong glared at him, her eyes reddening.

Young Master Wang wanted to say something, but seeing her like this, he choked up. Finally, he got a little angry, feeling that she didn't appreciate his kindness: "Fine, I'll go back then, I'll leave!"

With a dark expression, Young Master Wang mounted his horse and rode away, disappearing from sight in no time.

Wang Xianrong's eyes were slightly red, and she lowered her gaze, saying, "My lord, there are many things I don't understand. Please don't take it to heart."

Cheng Yan stared at her for a moment, then turned and went back to the carriage without saying a word. Song Nian asked Wang Xianrong, "Will Aunt Wang come with us, or wait for the Marquis's mansion to arrange a carriage to pick her up?"

"No need to trouble yourself, I'll go back together. What you say is true, if Aunt Song can ride in this carriage, why can't I?"

Once Wang Xianrong made up her mind, she didn't delay any longer. She bit her lip, stepped onto the carriage, and found a seat. As for the two maids beside her, they would probably have to walk with her.

Lü Qiao felt that the carriage was indeed a bit crowded and felt sorry for the horses pulling it, so she stood up and said, "You all sit down. I'll sit in the front of the carriage. It will be more convenient if the Marquis and the Princess need someone to serve them."

After saying this, Lü Qiao got up and got off the carriage. Wang Xianrong glanced at her and sat quietly in her original seat without saying a word.

The carriage returned smoothly to the Pingxi Marquis's residence. Seeing that Qin Yizhen was sleeping soundly, Cheng Yan simply carried her back to Chunxie Courtyard and put her back on the bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed and watched her for a while. Just as he was about to get up and leave, he noticed that her hand had somehow grabbed his sleeve. Her slender fingers seemed to be holding on tightly, and he tried to pull it off but couldn't.

Left with no other choice, he summoned Lü Qiao and said, "Go and tell Song Nian that everyone should go and have a meal and rest first. Later, I will invite them to my study to discuss matters."

Although he longed to spend some quiet time with her, without thinking about or caring about anything, he also had many things to do and many responsibilities to bear, so he couldn't always do as he pleased.

Green Bridge was taken aback: "Does the Marquis still want to discuss matters?"

Cheng Yan nodded: "The army will arrive tomorrow, so we need to make proper arrangements."

Originally, he was the commander-in-chief, and he should have led the army back in triumph. The matter of returning home first to report and arrange various affairs was left to the deputy commander.

However, he had received a letter saying that after the spring was over, Qin Yizhen had caught a cold and it had been recurring. He was worried about her, so after everything was settled, he made arrangements and rushed back home.

Upon hearing this, Lü Qiao also remembered the matter and quickly agreed, "This servant will go and deliver the message immediately."

As soon as Lü Qiao finished her errand and stepped out, she was pulled aside by Granny Gui, who lowered her voice and asked, "What's going on between the Marquis and the Princess? How did they suddenly become so close?"

The princess was carried back by the Marquis, a sight that is truly rare!

"I heard that the Marquis and the Princess returned in the same carriage today. Could it be that they were in the carriage...?"