Yun Qingluo picked up the fruit wine in front of her and took a small sip.
She said gently, "She doesn't have that idea, Xiao Yi. Not all women want to enter the palace, this cage."
Life is precious, love is priceless, but freedom is the most precious of all.
Yun Qingluo sighed slowly.
If it weren't for Ah Chen, she wouldn't want to set foot in the palace even once.
After all, this place holds the youth and tears of countless women, and the remains of countless beautiful women.
In modern times, she is inherently free-spirited, yearns for freedom, and pursues freedom.
Aside from performing duties and practicing medicine, she often wanders around the world in her spare time.
She went to Mohe to see the mysterious aurora borealis, to Jiangnan to see cherry blossoms, to Sanya to feel the sea breeze, to Disneyland to see the pink castle and romantic fireworks, and to the ancient city to eat and drink to her heart's content...
If someone had asked her back then whether she would give up her freedom for love,
She would rush up and slap him twice, then say "Pah!"
My mentor once said that love is always the icing on the cake, not a lifeline in times of need.
She can't stand seeing people around her die for love, but she's soft-hearted and helps those vulnerable groups who yearn for freedom.
If she hadn't learned after her death in her previous life that this man had gone to such lengths for her that it was outrageous to both gods and men, she probably would still be that silly, foolish girl.
"Why are you sighing? Do you dislike this scene? Do you want to go back and rest?" Mo Beichen asked with concern as he heard Yun Qingluo sigh.
Yun Qingluo snapped out of her daze and turned her head. She realized that he had been talking to the minister, but his eyes had been on her out of the corner of his eye.
You see, someone who loves you will always have time.
"No, it's just that this fruit wine isn't very good. It's not as good as the one I gave you last time. Ah Chen, drink less of it. We'll drink something better when we get back." Yun Qingluo's eyes held a sly glint.
Mo Beichen raised an eyebrow slightly and said gently, "Okay."
In the center of the main hall, a palace servant brought out a guqin (a seven-stringed zither), set it up, and Yuan Qingling began to play it.
The hall fell silent, save for the clinking of wine glasses.
As Yun Qingluo listened to the clear and melodious tune, she narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression one of enjoyment.
"This girl is really interesting. Listening to her music, she's like a hermit, carefree and without desires. If she had even the slightest desire, she couldn't play such an ethereal piece. The music is just like her, truly wonderful. I wish she could be your sister-in-law." Xiao Yi kept praising and commenting.
Upon hearing Xiao Yi's words, Yun Qingluo's eyes flashed with surprise.
Yes, her older brother is gentle, refined, and upright.
People in this world are like jade, and this gentleman is unparalleled, possessing both literary and martial talents.
She inherited her father's commanding presence and her mother's scholarly upbringing.
It seems that if these two were to become a couple, it would be an excellent match.
Yun Qingluo looked to both sides of the main hall and immediately spotted her eldest brother, dressed in a moon-white robe, and her second brother, who was slacking off and never sat properly.
Yun Qingluo reluctantly looked away.
However, Yun Qingluo noticed that her older brother was only focused on drinking with his head down, occasionally glancing in their direction.
Yun Qingluo followed his gaze and fixed it on her own children.
Okay, he really is my uncle.
Yun Qingluo felt somewhat disappointed.
She had expected to see her older brother's admiring gaze as he looked at Yuan Qingling.
But no, it didn't happen.
It seems my older brother hasn't yet developed romantic feelings.
Xiao Yi suddenly started shouting.
"Wow, um, um, the woman who's been pursuing your second brother is here too!" Xiao Yi exclaimed excitedly.
Yun Qingluo glanced around at the family and, sure enough, saw the Mo family's daughter, Mo Yuyan.
"Wasn't she granted the title of Princess? After A-Chen ascended the throne, he didn't carry out any major reforms, so her status as a Princess has always remained. How come a Princess is sitting there?" Yun Qingluo asked in confusion.
Xiao Yi said disdainfully, "Are you really experiencing pregnancy-induced brain fog? It's obvious that she's doing this for your brother."
Yun Qingluo felt something was wrong.
But then I felt it was impossible.
The Mo family of Yingyue City...
Yuan Qingling has finished playing.
Although everyone was reluctant to admit it, they had to admit that they had been completely absorbed in what they were listening to.
"This daughter of the Yuan family truly deserves to be called the most talented woman in the capital; her musical skills are truly superb."
"Yes, Lord Yuan, you have truly raised a fine daughter! Hahaha, hearing this music today has made me feel so relaxed. Amazing, truly amazing!" exclaimed a minister standing next to Lord Yuan.
Lord Yuan returned the greeting with a smile.
Behind Lord Yuan sat a woman in pink. The woman in pink looked at Yuan Qingling, who was standing in the center of the hall, with envy, jealousy, and a trace of resentment in her eyes.
"Hmph, only she knows how to show off. That damned bitch, just like her mother." The woman in pink sneered viciously.
Yun Qingluo saw this familiar scene and turned to ask Yun Tao in a low voice.
"Who is that woman in the pink dress?" Yun Qingluo asked curiously.
She hadn't heard that Yuan Qingling had a younger sister; she only had a younger brother who was about ten years old.
Yun Tao followed Yun Qingluo's gaze and looked at her, her expression turning cold.
"She's just a lowly concubine's daughter, why is Your Highness asking about her? Wait, why isn't Madam Yuan sitting next to Lord Yuan?" Yun Tao was slightly surprised.
Yun Qingluo looked at a lady sitting diagonally behind Lord Yuan and compared her appearance to Yuan Qingling's.
They do not seem to look alike.
No wonder.
Has this favoritism towards his concubine really reached such a point where he has neglected his wife?
Just after Mo Beichen rewarded Yuan Qingling, Lord Yuan's gaze kept lingering on Yun Qingluo as he watched Mo Beichen, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.
What a useless thing, he can't even attract the emperor's attention.
Yun Qingluo suddenly spoke up, "Miss Yuan, please wait. I have some questions that I would like to ask you. I would appreciate it if Miss Yuan could enlighten me."
Yuan Qingling stopped, turned around and looked at Yun Qingluo with slight surprise, then bowed and knelt down to pay her respects.
Yun Qingluo asked, feigning confusion, "Didn't you say you would bring your female relatives to the palace banquet to show the Emperor's favor? Why haven't I seen Madam Yuan?"
Yuan Qingling looked surprised when she heard this. Why did Your Majesty ask such a question?
Upon hearing Yun Qingluo's question, Lord Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward.
He knelt down and bowed, explaining tremblingly, "Your Majesty, I also wished to bring my wife to this grand palace banquet, but unfortunately she caught a cold and is recuperating at home, which is why she couldn't come."
Upon hearing this, Yun Qingluo sneered inwardly, but her face became even more amiable as she said, "Oh? Is your illness serious? I heard that Madam Yuan went to the market to buy jewelry a few days ago. I didn't expect her to catch a cold."
Upon hearing Yun Qingluo's words, Lord Yuan trembled slightly and managed to raise his head, attempting to explain something.
However, upon sensing the Emperor's displeased gaze, he immediately lowered his head and kowtowed, stammering, "Your Majesty, I dare not deceive you. It is only because my wife is ill that I cannot bear to see her suffer."
"Oh? Lord Yuan, you really are good to Madam Yuan, aren't you?" Yun Qingluo's tone was full of undisguised praise, which made Lord Yuan feel a little guilty.
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