Chapter 30

The night in late spring was beautiful, with a bright moon and stars, and a gentle breeze blowing.

But at this moment, in the Imperial Garden, Yuwen Jing was in a very bad mood. His face was pale as he dismissed the palace servants, clutched his chest and sat down in the pavilion, coughing lightly a few times, his handsome face full of sorrow.

"It's because I... am too weak..."

His mind replayed Yuan Qiong's cold, picturesque face and her icy, mocking gaze from yesterday, as well as Yuwen Ting's pleading eyes outside the palace.

It's truly pathetic that he, as the ruler of a country, couldn't even get his brother back from the empress!

"Sister Qiong, why do you dislike me?"

From childhood to adulthood, she had always been unusually cold to him. He knew she didn't want to marry him, but it didn't matter; as long as the marriage contract existed, she was destined to be his wife.

The two were supposed to marry when Yuanqiong was fifteen, but due to her resistance, it was postponed until she was sixteen. In the end, she only bowed her head under the strong pressure of the prime minister.

He didn't care about the process; as long as he could marry her, he would be content.

But the thought of her tears when she was unconscious, and that "I'm sorry" that made his heart ache with jealousy, drove him to the brink of madness.

Now, he wants more than just a husband and wife in name only. He wants her body, her heart, her obedience and admiration, and for her to treat him as her husband, as her everything.

"I will definitely make you fall in love with me."

His refined expression gradually hardened, and a rare stubbornness appeared on Yuwen Jing's frail face.

Just then, there was a rustling sound in the grass not far away.

"Who's there?!" He immediately stood up.

"Ouch!" A delicate cry of pain rang out as a young girl dressed in a light yellow palace dress tumbled out of the bushes and fell to the ground.

Yuwen Jing cautiously took two steps back, and by the moonlight, he saw the woman raise her head.

Her fox-like eyes were bright and clear, her slender eyes like autumn water.

"Sister Qiong?!"

He rushed forward in surprise, and just as he was about to reach out to help, he finally realized...

"You are not the queen!"

"Your Majesty, I, Yuanzhen, a talented woman of the Cuiyuan Palace, pay my respects."

The woman on the ground bore a six or seven-point resemblance to Yuan Qiong in her features, and with her standard, dignified demeanor when she rose to bow, the resemblance was a full eight points, which made Yuwen Jing momentarily lose his composure.

"Get up."

Yuanzhen looked up, smiled charmingly, and said, "Thank you, cousin~"

He was a little stunned when he heard the word "cousin," as if Yuan Qiong was really standing beside him with a smile, calling him "cousin."

He then shook his head, gave a wry smile, and dismissed the unrealistic idea from his mind.

His aloof and noble empress always had a smile that was perfectly measured, neither too much nor too little, flawless and indifferent, and she would never smile like that.

"Are you a girl from the Yuan family?"

Even knowing the person in front of him was an imposter, he still couldn't look away. Looking at her was like seeing an empress.

“My cousin only has eyes for my sister, when has he ever noticed my existence?” Yuan Zhen said somewhat sadly, no longer referring to herself as “your concubine”: “I am a concubine’s daughter from the main branch of the Yuan family, and the Empress’s half-sister.”

“Every time my cousin comes to the Yuan residence, he’s always in a rush, his whole heart is with my sister, so naturally he doesn’t know about me…” As she spoke, she lowered her head shyly and sadly, “I have always admired my cousin very much…”

The bright moonlight shines on the garden, and the beautiful woman seems about to speak.

No man in the world could resist such temptation, let alone a woman who bore a face resembling his beloved.

Yuwen Jing reached out and gently stroked the girl's shy cheek, pulling her into his arms. This was something he had always wanted to do, but had never dared to do for the Empress.

"Sister Qiong, I love you very much too..."

He looked down into the foxy eyes of the woman in his arms, which were full of spring, and leaned down to kiss her rosy lips.

"Hmm..."

Yuanzhen closed her eyes to accept it, a surge of joy welling up inside her.

Her deliberate imitation of Yuan Qiong's clothing, appearance, and mannerisms was truly worthwhile! She succeeded!

Under the moonlight, the man in the bright yellow dragon robe and the girl in the light yellow gauze dress embraced and deepened their kiss, creating an extremely beautiful scene, just like the moonlight tonight.

Unfortunately, the more beautiful something is, the more fake it often is...

**

Late at night, in the Prince of Jin's residence, Yuwen Ting sat in a chair with a sullen face. The throbbing pain in his knees from time to time filled his eyes with a fierce look.

"I swear, I will make that vixen from the Yuan family pay the price!!!"

Born a prince, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? Yuwen Ting felt that all the officials were looking at him as if he were a joke!

He glanced at his trusted confidants by the bedside and asked one of them, "Chang Qian, have the arrangements been made at the palace? Is that Yuan Zhen suitable?"

"Your Highness, please rest assured. Although the illegitimate daughter of the Yuan family is a bit dim-witted, she has a certain charm in appearance. Moreover, many times, a dim-witted person is more useful than a clever one..." Chang Qian had an ordinary face, but the light in his eyes was not to be underestimated.

He was a capable advisor to Yuwen Ting, possessing exceptional wisdom and intelligence, and enjoyed Yuwen Ting's deep trust.

Therefore, Yuwen Ting nodded with relief: "I entrust this matter to you. There must be no mistakes!"

"Yes," Chang Qian replied.

**

Unlike the tense atmosphere in the other two places, Prince Cheng, Yuwen Zhe, put everything else aside after reuniting with Yuan Liu Niang and focused on outwitting the scumbag Zhao Shixian, trying to leave a good impression on his former and future wife.

Yes, in his eyes, Yuan Luo was his wife before, and she will definitely be his wife in the future! No problem!

However, the harder he tried, the more Yuan Liu Niang looked at him as if he were a mentally challenged child.

Tonight, the sun—no, the moonlight—was bright. Yuwen Zhe stealthily approached the high walls of the Lin residence.

Yuan Liuniang had just finished washing up and was about to go to bed when she heard a whoosh of wind beside her ear. Feng Zhi, who appeared out of nowhere, was now standing by her bedside with a smug grin on his face.

"Ah~ Sixth Sister~~~"

A series of tildes rippled outwards.

"........"

Having already developed a heart as strong as steel and stainless steel, Yuan Liu Niang silently got out of bed, rolled up her sleeves, and without saying a word, got to work!

"Aaaaaaah! I'm going to strangle you!"

"Be reserved, be reserved, please be reserved..." Feng Zhi used a stealthy step to appear behind her, grabbed her collar and lifted her up.

Yuan Liu Niang, baring her teeth and brandishing her claws, refused to give up. She landed with a spinning back kick and reached out to steal the peaches.

"mean!"

A gust of wind swept past, and he grabbed her by the back of her collar again.

"I have never seen such a despicable woman as you!"

"You're despicable for running into a woman's room in the middle of the night and tearing off her clothes!"

Yuan Liuniang reached out and grabbed his face.

The fourth brother next door, annoyed by the noise, grabbed his shoe from the bedside and slammed it against the wall. With a loud thud, the entire wall seemed to tremble.

"Are you guys even going to sleep?!"

After yelling, he pulled the blanket over his head, trying to ignore the noise!

"What are you howling about?!"

Yuan Liu Niang yelled at the top of her lungs towards the next room, then said to Feng Zhi behind her, "You fucking let go of me!"

Feng Zhishou stood aside, still grinning in a way that was sure to get him punched.

"I've come to deliver a message out of kindness, but your Prince Cheng is climbing over our manor wall again! Aren't you going to go out and check?!"

"Look, look, what are you looking at! I'm not going!"

I don't have the time to care for intellectually disabled children!

Suddenly, something occurred to her. Oh my god, was I kicked out of the capital by the chief because of this brain-dead prince?!

Feng Zhiqing clearly understood the meaning in her eyes and added fuel to the fire by replying, "Yes! That's right! It's because of this!"

Yuan Liu Niang glared at him fiercely and said, "Shut up!"

He grabbed his outer garment and put it on as he walked out.

Damn it!

Today, I'm going to make that idiot kneel down and call me daddy!

Author's Note: Yuan Liuniang (lighting a cigarette): Thinking back to those days, I was once quite delicate...

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