Chapter 132: Volume 1, Chapter 132: The Closed Door at the Princess Mansion

Early the next morning, Yun Qiyue had someone saddle the carriage, preparing to go to the Princess Mansion to carry out her task.

But just as she walked out of her Mingyue Building, she saw the Old Master standing at the door looking hesitant.

Yun Qiyue paused slightly, her gaze looking faintly toward the Old Master, only to see him looking at her with a mix of wanting to step forward, not daring to, and feeling both anxious and guilty.

She could see the hint of expectation in the Old Master's eyes.

But, Yun Qiyue just took a faint look and had no intention of getting closer, taking her two maids and leaving the Old Master's sight under his gaze, walking toward the mansion gate.

Watching Yun Qiyue's back gradually disappear, Yun Yongyuan was enveloped in a sense of loss, his whole person appearing listless.

Huailin walked out from the shadows, his face showing unbearable pity, "Old Master, the Third Miss must be angry in her heart now, you can apologize to the Third Miss."

Upon hearing this, Yun Yongyuan shook his head, "Apologizing is easy, but the guilt in my heart is hard to dissipate. That child, these three years have been bitter!"

As he said this, Yun Yongyuan's eyes were filled with hot tears.

Every time he thought of what Yun Bo had said, and thought of the suffering his granddaughter had endured because of his negligence over these three years, his heart was filled with guilt.

Especially, upon learning that his granddaughter had almost died in the Forbidden Land and returned after a narrow escape, and was almost not acknowledged, he felt even more heartbroken.

And he, even now, couldn't even seek justice for his Qiyue.

After all, those were also his own flesh and blood.

The Old Master's eyes were full of struggle and pain, which even Huailin couldn't bear to watch.

The Old Master, he actually wasn't doing it on purpose; he just cared too much about Young Master Yun Tian.

"Now, the most important thing I should do is find a way to have the Regent's marriage to Qiyue annulled." When the Old Master said this, his eyes were full of determination.

On the other side, Yun Qiyue had already boarded the carriage and was heading toward the Princess's direction.

But what Yun Qiyue didn't know was that just as her carriage drove away, a luxurious carriage slowly stopped in front of the General's Mansion—

Yun Qiyue stood at the Princess Mansion, thinking of the Princess's strange attitude toward her, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Qingyan, go knock on the door!"

Regardless of whether the task could be completed, she had to make this trip today.

Not to mention that she would never retreat in the face of difficulty; no matter how difficult a matter was, one had to try it to know the final result.

Just speaking of the Prince Consort, even without the Princess's task, she would still need to treat the Prince Consort's body several times to recover.

If the Prince Consort's illness was cured, couldn't she also get her points?

Therefore, no matter what, this trip today was necessary.

Soon, the door was knocked.

The doorman came to open the door, and seeing it was Yun Qiyue, the doorman closed the door without a word.

Seeing this, Yun Qiyue frowned.

This was clearly ordered, which was why the doorman had this reaction.

The Princess's prejudice against her didn't seem ordinary.

Could it be because she treated the Prince Consort's illness?

As soon as this thought popped up, Yun Qiyue denied it herself.

Since the Princess had snatched the Prince Consort back to the Princess Mansion herself in the first place, the Princess must have feelings for the Prince Consort.

Moreover, if there were no feelings, could the layout at the Prince Consort's place be that comfortable and warm?

But, after denying it, Yun Qiyue was even more confused about where the Princess's hostility toward her came from.

However, this wasn't important.

Yun Qiyue stepped forward and signaled for Qingyan to continue knocking on the door.

At first, the doorman didn't open the door.

But after knocking many times, the doorman opened the door very impatiently, "Don't knock anymore, the Princess Mansion does not welcome you."

If it were other mansions, when they didn't welcome people, they might speak more tactfully.

For example, claiming illness and not seeing guests or something.

But, the Princess Mansion wasn't like that.

The Princess had the confidence, so the Princess Mansion wasn't afraid of offending people.

Yet, just as the doorman finished speaking, he met Yun Qiyue's cool gaze and couldn't help but shrink his neck; only then did the doorman finally remember the rumors circulating in the palace yesterday.

But before the doorman could show fear, he heard Yun Qiyue say coldly: "I am here to treat your Prince Consort's illness, are you sure you want to block me here?"

Upon hearing this, the doorman's expression changed slightly.

"Please wait a moment."

As he spoke, he carefully closed the main gate.

Clearly, regarding Yun Qiyue, the doorman already had a hint of fear.

Soon, the doorman reported to the Princess.

When Princess Xuanyuan Rao heard it was related to the Prince Consort, she didn't delay, "Since she is here to treat the Prince Consort's illness, then you take her over."

Clearly, compared to the prejudice she held against Yun Qiyue in her heart, the Princess was more concerned about the Prince Consort's health.

The doorman had long known that this would be the result, which was why he came to report it.

Everyone in the Princess Mansion knew that although the Prince Consort and the Princess had been in a cold war for many years, the Princess was still most concerned about the Prince Consort's health.

The doorman didn't dare to delay and soon ran to the entrance, letting Yun Qiyue and her maids enter the gate.

Then, servants led Yun Qiyue and the others toward the Prince Consort's courtyard.

Like last time, the Prince Consort's courtyard was very quiet.

The difference was that the Prince Consort, Qin Huaijing, had one more green-clothed attendant by his side than last time.

At this moment, Qin Huaijing was sitting under the grape trellis in the courtyard sunning himself.

Although his complexion was still pale and his appearance still haggard, his spirit was clearly much better.

Seeing Yun Qiyue enter, he was stunned at first, then recognized Yun Qiyue and smiled, "You're here."

That day, he thought his life was coming to an end, and it was this little girl who saved him.

"Mn!"

Yun Qiyue nodded silently, then walked toward Qin Huaijing.

However, before Yun Qiyue could get close to Qin Huaijing, the attendant by Qin Huaijing's side blocked Yun Qiyue.

"Yuqing, she is my benefactor."

When the attendant named Yuqing heard this, he stepped aside.

However, he had no expression on his face the whole time.

Yun Qiyue didn't pay attention to an attendant, just squatted beside Qin Huaijing to take his pulse.

Of course, taking the pulse was a facade; she was actually using her Ghost Hand to scan Qin Huaijing's body.

"Please, Prince Consort, take off your outer garment, I will apply needles for you."

Qin Huaijing nodded and looked at Yuqing.

Yuqing understood and took off Qin Huaijing's outer robe without a word.

Seeing this, Yun Qiyue took the needle pouch from her sleeve and began to set up a needle array for Qin Huaijing.

While setting up the needle array, she said, "Prince Consort, this body of yours still needs a few more acupuncture sessions to recover, but you must keep your mind at ease, otherwise you will still walk the old path."

Admonishing the patient was the duty of a doctor.

However, after hearing Yun Qiyue's words, Qin Huaijing only smiled faintly and didn't answer, but said: "I am also an old acquaintance of your parents, why don't you call me Uncle Qin?"

Yun Qiyue's hand applying the needles paused, but she followed the flow and called out, "Okay, Uncle Qin."

After a set of needles was applied, Yun Qiyue's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.

While resting on the side, Qin Huaijing had Yuqing pour tea for Yun Qiyue.

Yun Qiyue didn't stand on ceremony, drank the tea, but looked at Qin Huaijing, "Uncle Qin, today I came not only to apply needles for you, but also for another matter..." ===== CHAPTER 133 =====