Goodbye, Your Majesty

The stormy weather was bleak. Although the inside of the temple was deserted, because of the fire, it added a bit of warmth.

Shangguan Qian stole a glance at the ink, feeling the awkward atmosphere.

She wanted to leave, but she was worried about Nightingale. She wanted to test him, but she was also afraid of the sword in his hand.

Painted Ink passed her clothes to dry, but there was a complicated look in his eyes, as if he had something to say, but he didn't know how to begin.

Shangguan Qian Bei put on his own clothes, his eyes testing the surroundings as he said softly: "Big brother, are you really letting me go?"

Dye's brows slightly creased. He looked at her and said in a calm tone, "Your arm was cut."

She lowered her head and saw that her arm had a long cut. She hadn't even realized just now that her arm had been cut.

Only after he reminded her did she feel the pain from his wound, and her little face immediately scrunched up.

"When can the rain stop?" Shangguan Qian said in a low voice.

"It's almost dawn." He filled the torch with ink and spoke calmly.

The sky was about to brighten, but she didn't manage to probe out anything, wasting this chance to be alone together in vain. It was just that she didn't know any martial arts and couldn't beat the ink, so if she asked Nightingale, would she be considered as one of Nightingale's people?

Then he would use his sword to kill him? Nightingale had said before that ink-smeared people were smiling tigers, they could kill the other while talking and laughing.

She really couldn't afford to offend him.

But Nightingale … How was she going to deal with Li Fengyi without Nightingale?

In the Great Yan, she was just a foreign princess without any status. What right did she have to deal with Li Fengyi?

Thinking up to this point, he felt extremely frustrated in his heart. It was as if all the hard work he had put in had been completely negated at this moment.

Thinking about the misery of her previous life, what ability did she use to reverse it? Speaking of which, she was just a weak woman.

"The rain has stopped."

While she was distracted, Painted Ink stood up and walked to the door of the run-down temple, looking at the clean, washed world.

The sky gradually brightened.

Shangguan Qian's brow furrowed tightly, he did not think much as he stepped forward and grabbed the ink-stained hand.

He glanced back, and there was surprise in his eyes. In addition to surprise, there was also another meaning.

However, Shangguan Qian simply did not want Mo Wuji to leave.

A hint of surprise flashed through his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He pushed her hand away and gently touched her forehead.

"You have a fever." His tone was exceptionally calm, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

"Who are you?" Shangguan Qian looked at him, feeling that the ordinary face was not his. At the very least, that pair of clear and melancholy eyes would not dare to be embedded in such an ordinary face.

Painted Ink looked at her seriously, but there was still no fluctuations on his face. "Painted Ink."

"Ink? Except ink? What's your identity? " Shangguan Qian grabbed his arm, asking with a frown, "I know you, don't I?"

"It's dawn." He coldly shook off her hand and walked out of the temple. He stood outside and said in a clear and cold voice, "Don't pry into things that you shouldn't pry into. It won't be that easy for you to escape death."

Shangguan Qian looked at the departing figure, his brow furrowed. Just who was this ink stain?

When the sky brightened, she quietly walked back to her residence. The events of the night before were like a dream, so unreal.

And she was really sick, with a terrible fever.

Cui Zhu simply treated the wound on her arm, then went to buy medicine. It took two whole days before she completely recovered.

The weightless feeling disappeared, and Shangguan Qian leaned back in his chair, wearing only a shirt as he quietly leaned against the window.

"Qian'Er, how is your illness?"

Li Fengyi stood in front of her with a slightly worried expression with a rare trace of gentleness in his eyes.

She forced a smile and whispered, "It rained the day before yesterday, so I got sick from the wind. I'm completely fine now."

"That's good." Li Fengyi sat in front of her and sighed worriedly.

"You have something on your mind?"

Li Fengyi did not shy away as he whispered, "These few days, the Danfeng has always gone to find trouble with Miss Sun. Although the Sun family is in decline, it's not good if rumors spread out."

"What do you mean?" Shangguan Qian raised his brow. What was there to be afraid of now? Li Danyeng had bullied her many times, but she didn't see how his expression was any different.

It seemed that Sun Yuechan held a very high position in his heart.

"Now that Qian'Er is sick, can you take Miss Sun for a walk? Take it easy."

"Of course. It's just that I don't know any of them. I'm afraid they might not even be comparable to Miss Sun."

"I'll arrange it when the time comes."

Shangguan Qian watched as the man left, a faint smile in his eyes.

In the afternoon, Li Fengyi arranged for the two of them to go to Yue Lao's temple to pray for blessings.

Shangguan Qian did not object, but a hint of a cold sneer appeared in his heart. This place was probably not chosen by Li Fengyi, but rather something Sun Yueru wanted to go to right?

After not seeing her for a few days, Sun Yuechan seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Her complexion was pale, and she was in a very bad condition.

"Yue Jiao, you look terrible."

Sun Yuechan forced a smile at her, not caring in the least. "I'm used to it. My body isn't that good anyway."

Even though she said that, she choked in the end and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Shangguan Qian understood. It must be because Li Danyeng had noticed what had happened between Sun Yuechan and Li Fengyi that she had become afraid of her.

She knew how formidable Li Danyeng was. How could a girl like Sun Yuechan, who didn't care about worldly matters, be able to deal with her?

He had probably been bullied by Li Danyeng quite a few times these few days.

"Qian'Er, I don't know where I went wrong, Dan Feng has always …"

After she finished speaking, Sun Yueru began to cry in grief, her face full of grievance.

Shangguan Qian Shan raised an eyebrow, his tone calm as he said, "Princess Danfeng has an honest temper and doesn't know how to hide it. She is indeed arrogant enough, Yue Jiao doesn't have to mind it too much."

Sun Yueru gave her a deep look and said in a low voice, "Qian'Er, a mere phoenix is fine, but I don't think that I'll be the first one to become a concubine. Is it because I've been sold into the Bright Moon Restaurant that I've displeased her?"

Shangguan Qian Qian picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, saying without a care, "How can that be? The esteemed imperial concubine is very easy to get along with, don't think too much into it, Yue Jiao."

Sun Yue Jiao lowered her head in distress and sighed. "I'm too stupid. I really don't know how to please people."

"Isn't Imperial Consort's birthday coming up in a few days?" Hong Ying smiled and said, "Our princess has prepared a great gift for your consort."

"Big gift?" Sun Yueru's eyes lit up as she hurriedly asked, "May I know what kind of big gift it is?"

"It's a pot …"

"Red tassel!" Shangguan Qian interrupted the red tassel, turning to look at Sun Yuechan. "Imperial Concubine had seen some things in the palace, so I prepared some small things."

Sun Yueru glanced at her with a deep and serene gaze. She naturally understood what she meant. She smiled, and didn't pursue the matter any further.

When they arrived at the Yue Lao Temple, it was fortunate that it was not a temple fair, so there were not many people present.

The corners of Shangguan Qian's mouth curled up into a mocking smile as he looked at Sun Yueru, who was praying earnestly. He couldn't help but think of Li Fengyi's gentle expression from time to time.

If one was serious about such a man, the end result would only be tragic.

Shangguan Qian'er wrote down Lin'er's name on the red cloth seriously. Her heart was full of holes, and she did not know how to love someone.

Therefore, she would rather give all her blessings to Lin'er and let her keep the pain in her heart, reminding her at all times.

The two of them tossed the red cloth onto a tree branch, and Sun Yuechan cast a deep look in Shangguan Qian's direction, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Qian'Er, you must be writing about the Third Prince, right? Your relationship is really good. " Sun Yuetao probed.

Shangguan Qian only smiled faintly, not admitting or denying anything.

"I wonder who Yue Jiao was writing about?"

"What Yue Jiao wrote was about her lover. She prayed for Yue Lao to let us be together." Sun Yujiao clearly looked at her when she said this, and even a trace of jealousy and hatred was reflected in her eyes.

She wanted to go up to the officials and declare war, proving that Li Fengyi belonged to her! She was the only one.

Shangguan Qian pretended not to see the jealousy and hatred in her eyes, walking down the mountain with a smile and said softly, "Yue Jiao has experienced so much, she should indeed be together with the one she loves. I wonder which family's young master has such good fortune?"

"I don't know Qian'Er."

"Oh? "What a pity." Shangguan Qian Shan descended the mountain slowly, the mockery between his brows growing deeper and deeper.

Presumably, to Shen Ruoqi, Sun Yuechan was simply too weak. Other than truly holding onto Li Fengyi's love, how could Sun Yuechan possibly deal with her?

However, very soon, Sun Yueru would understand that a man's promise was not to be trusted.

When they returned to the mansion, Li Danyeng couldn't help but snort when she saw Sun Yuetao. She mocked, "Miss Sun, you're really busy. You disappeared so early in the morning. Don't tell me you have connections with Bright Moon Tower?" We of Third Prince's Mansion will not tolerate such a vile thing. "

"Danfeng, you misunderstand." Sun Yue Jiao stood in front of the door with a wronged expression on her face. Even if I saw her, I would still feel sorry for her.

"Princess Danfeng, we're going out to pray for blessings. As for the Bright Moon Restaurant, there's no need for Princess Danfeng to worry about it, is there?" Shangguan Qian stood behind Sun Yuetao and spoke indifferently.

Li Danyeng fiercely glared at her and ridiculed, "I want to say whatever it is I want to say, what business of yours?"

"Since Princess Danfeng likes to talk, let her speak for herself here. Yue Jiao, let's go." Shangguan Qian held Sun Yueru's hand and walked forward.

When had Li Danyeng ever suffered such a humiliation? She had to follow them with large strides before she could stand in front of them. It was unknown whether it was because her legs were too weak or because she tripped over someone.

"Danfeng!" You are messing around again! " Li Fengyi knitted his brows as he yelled, "Can't you just be more honest?"

"Why am I not being honest?" Li Danyun sat on the ground, huffing and puffing as she looked at Sun Yuechan who was being helped to his feet by Li Fengyi, especially at the way Li Fengyi held onto her arm.

The scene was simply too dazzling. Li Danyeng fiercely glared at Sun Yueru and angrily shouted, "Big Brother Yi, you only know how to support her! I'm still sitting here!"

Li Fengyi lightly patted the back of her hand, turned around and helped Li Danyeng up, "Danyeng, Miss Sun is a guest. If you don't treat her nicely, then I won't be polite to you!"

"You only know how to be mean to me? And it was for Sun Yueru? What is your relationship with Sun Yuetao? What right do you have to protect her? " Li Danyeng scolded loudly in a fit of rage.

His words caused the complexions of Li Fengyi and Sun Yueru to change, and they even felt somewhat guilty.

"You really are quite sick. What nonsense are you spouting?" Li Fengyi angrily roared, turned around and left.

Li Danyeng angrily glared at Sun Yuechan, "Sun Yuechan, if you don't leave my house, I won't let you off for a day!"

Sun Yueru was so scared that her entire body trembled. She would wipe the tears on her face with a handkerchief from time to time, feeling wronged to the extreme. "Qian'Er, don't believe what Dan Feng said. Third Prince and I …" It's clean. "