It takes an hour to get from the moat to the Prince's Palace by carriage, and walking back would leave your feet blistered.
Jiang Qingwan stopped after walking a short distance.
The man in front of her also stopped and leisurely turned his head to look at her.
Want to become a hedgehog?
Jiang Qingwan's eyes were clear and bright.
Why are you angry?
The man felt uncomfortable and avoided her gaze, letting out a soft hum.
No.
Jiang Qingwan stepped closer and stood opposite him, craning her neck to look at him.
Under the moonlight, the man's pale skin seemed to be shrouded in a layer of holy divine light.
His already exceptionally handsome face made him look even more like a bewitching demon.
Even though she had seen it many times, Jiang Qingwan's heart was still racing uncontrollably at this moment.
She had to admit that it was the most beautiful face she had ever seen.
Perhaps I was bewitched, or perhaps it was the atmosphere that made me feel this way.
She suddenly leaned forward again, standing on tiptoe, her small face almost touching the man's lips.
"Mo Yunhan, did you come here specifically to take me back?"
Her delicate fragrance mingled with the man's cool scent, seemingly catalyzing all emotions.
Mo Yunhan's toes, which had been about to step back, stopped in place. He looked down and saw an unknown storm swirling in his dark, deep eyes.
He spoke in a hoarse voice after a moment.
"You are the queen bestowed upon me by the king. How can you be so improper as to mingle with men on a pleasure boat?"
The light in Jiang Qingwan's eyes gradually faded.
She felt somewhat annoyed and irritable.
She was truly heartbroken after leaving the Qin residence.
Love and romance were like a knife stuck in her body. When it was pulled out, the wound healed, but the scar remained, mocking her foolishness as the number one diviner of the Zhuge family.
But the man before her was excessively handsome, excessively indulgent, and excessively protective.
She seemed to be treated differently from others.
She was just like the senior students who had grown up with her, but she also knew that she was different from them.
Perhaps it was because so many people were teasing her today that she felt some inexplicable emotions.
But the man's words at that moment mocked her foolishness in not learning from her mistakes.
The gentle light in her eyes vanished completely.
He sniffed fiercely.
"One day I'll catch you and take you back to the mountains, and keep you in a cage."
"What did you say?"
Mo Yunhan was completely confused.
Jiang Qingwan withdrew her foot and stood a step away.
"I'm tired, carry me on your back."
The men were amused by the situation, their cold lips curving into a captivating smile, as intoxicating as wine aged for centuries.
"Why should I carry it?"
"Because I am the princess bestowed upon me by your royal decree, it is only right and proper for a husband to carry his wife on his back."
Jiang Qingwan still tilted her head back, with a hint of spoiledness that she herself was not easily aware of.
That "husband" sent shivers down one's spine.
The man's Adam's apple bobbed, a complex mix of emotions pressing on his chest, almost bursting forth.
"Citywide curfew, who's there?"
Suddenly a sharp shout came.
They were guards patrolling the capital.
Jiang Qingwan felt a blur before her eyes, and in her panic, she didn't have time to grab the man's neck. Her head was almost thrown off.
The alcohol was already making me feel dizzy and nauseous.
Once they were standing on the high rooftop, under the moonlight, the man's hands gripped her shoulders tightly.
His voice was deep and somewhat hoarse.
"Jiang Qingwan, I seem to have feelings for you..."
"Mo Yunhan, I feel like throwing up!"
All the ripples of atmosphere were shattered at this moment.
Looking at her pale face and the redness in her eyes from enduring the pain, Mo Yunhan sighed helplessly in his heart and gently stroked her back with his large hand, channeling some of his inner strength.
In no time, the dizziness and nausea subsided.
The patrolling guards left without seeing anyone, and the surroundings were quiet except for the occasional chirping of insects.
Under the bright moonlight, even the stars seemed few and far between.
Mo Yunhan was worried that she might feel uncomfortable, so he didn't rush to continue walking and wanted her to rest a little.
The night breeze was cool, gradually calming people's restlessness from the previous emotional turmoil.
"Jiang Qingwan, will you ever see Yun Yaoyao again?"
The warmth of the man's palm still lingered on her back as Jiang Qingwan turned her head to look at him.
"Want to avenge her? I can make Yun Xiaoran confess anytime."
Mo Yunhan also turned to look at her, his eyes deep and intense, but he did not answer her question; he simply repeated it.
"Can you still see her?"
Jiang Qingwan shook her head.
Her resentment dissipated.
The reason why a spirit can become a vengeful ghost is because of its obsession.
The resentment that arises after a person dies stems from obsession. It can be hatred, love, concern, reluctance to part, resentment, anger, or other emotions.
A resentment can be transformed into a spirit, but a certain opportunity is still required.
The feng shui arrangement of Baicishan Manor is a matter of chance.
Now that Yun Yaoyao's obsession has subsided, even Jiang Qingwan cannot possibly rekindle her resentment into a spirit.
"It's over?"
Mo Yunhan spoke very softly.
It feels like a mix of regret and relief.
"Didn't she want Yun Xiaoran to die?"
Jiang Qingwan seemed to understand, and her pink lips curled into a cold smile.
"You don't want Yun Xiaoran to die either, do you?"
Mo Yunhan's long, slightly curled eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly.
He suddenly chuckled.
His eyes were extremely cold.
"certainly."
He changed his mind while at Kunning Palace.
Even without Jiang Qingwan's talisman, he had a way to get Yun Xiaoran to atone for Yun Yaoyao's sins.
But she died just like that.
That's too good for her.
Given the Empress Dowager's shrewdness and cunning, Mo Yunhan did not believe that she had ever doubted what had happened in the old residence of Bai Cishan Manor.
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