After Chu Qingxuan finished speaking, Jun Zilin stared at her speechlessly for a long time before finally managing to utter a sentence, "Your Majesty... it would be better if you didn't get involved."
A cold gaze fell on Jun Zilin, then a smile appeared on his face. "Does the Prime Minister mean that I cannot properly observe my imperial sister's fiancé?"
Jun Zilin: "Your Majesty, I did not say that."
“Jun Zilin, I gave you a chance, but why couldn’t you seize it?” Chu Qingxuan said with some distress.
Jun Zilin slowly curved his lips into a smile, "This humble subject only wishes for the Princess to marry willingly."
Chu Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes, that's fine."
After leaving the Prime Minister's residence, Chu Qingxuan went straight to the Imperial Preceptor's residence. This time, she still chose to climb the wall. After climbing up, Chu Qingxuan found a ladder in the courtyard, which was the place where she often climbed the wall.
This ladder seems to have been prepared especially for her.
Chu Qingxuan slowly curled her lips; it seemed Ruan Qingchen was quite perceptive.
After going downstairs, Chu Qingxuan arrived at the door of Ruan Qingchen's study based on her memory. She gently pushed open the door and quietly went inside.
The study remains unchanged.
Chu Qingxuan's gaze fell on the painting on the wall. She stared at the painting and did not notice Ruan Qingchen coming over.
Ruan Qingchen had already noticed Chu Qingxuan's presence when she opened the door.
He walked behind Chu Qingxuan and touched her shoulder, "Chu Chu..."
Chu Qingxuan turned around and raised an eyebrow at Ruan Qingchen, "You're here?"
Ruan Qingchen nodded slightly, then looked at the painting on the wall.
That was her mother.
Chu Qingxuan followed his gaze and casually asked, "Ruan Qingchen, what kind of person is your mother?"
Ruan Qingchen paused, her delicate eyes furrowing slightly before a smile appeared on her face, her eyes filled with tenderness. "She is very gentle and beautiful."
"I see. Then...how did she die?"
Chu Qingxuan still caught the sharpness in Ruan Qingchen's eyes. Something flashed through Chu Qingxuan's mind, but it was too fast. Before she could figure it out, it had already disappeared.
"Her death was tragic."
Covered in blood, he died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
Ruan Qingchen clenched her fingers so tightly that her nails seemed to dig into her flesh, yet she felt no pain.
Chu Qingxuan stared at Ruan Qingchen's hand, her eyes deep and intense.
"Since you're unwilling to talk about it, then I won't ask anymore."
A warm hand covered Ruan Qingchen's hand, and he raised an eyebrow at Ruan Qingchen, "Ruan Qingchen, come out with me for a while."
"This is an imperial edict."
Today is a special day, it's Qixi Festival.
Ruan Qingchen stared at Chu Qingxuan's hand in silence for a long time, then pulled Chu Qingxuan away and said, "Chu Chu, go back. I'm tired."
Upon hearing this, Chu Qingxuan said regretfully, "Grand Preceptor, go to bed early~"
After Chu Qingxuan finished speaking, she made a farewell gesture and left the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
Ruan Qingchen's mother's situation was a thorn in his side, and he was unwilling to tell her about his past.
[Host, you are sad.]
Chu Qingxuan replied, "[Yes, I am sad.]"
My chest feels tight; what else could this be but sadness?
However, she is not the kind of person who sighs and complains all the time.
[Silly girl, let me rant for a bit, and I'll probably feel better.]
system:"……"
[Actually, I don't even know how to insult you, so I'll just tease you.]
The system sighed, "[So, host, what do you take me for?]"
Chu Qingxuan said seriously, "Aren't you just a bunch of data?"
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