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"Hungry." 555, I'll argue with anyone who says foxes aren't handsome in white. Look at his outfit, how likable he is!

"Then why didn't you pounce on your favorite foods when you saw them?" he said lazily, arms crossed.

A pounce? Am I really that unladylike and lacking in class? I immediately ran to the dining table, threw one of the chairs far away, moved myself to the center seat, sat down happily, picked up my chopsticks, and started eating. Damn it, if anyone ever says foxes look good in white, I'll fight them!

After filling my stomach, I insisted on returning to the Yun residence. Although the fox said that Yun Feng's poison had been cured and there was no need to worry, my heart was still in suspense. There were some things I needed to discuss with Yun Feng first. I also wondered if the fox knew that the old man Yun's true identity was Prince Xiu Ruo, and whether I should tell him. Sigh!

The fox was initially reluctant, but the more reluctant he was, the more I insisted. Things were alright at first, but now that we had an "imperial" marriage contract, it was like we had already obtained a bright red marriage certificate from the civil affairs bureau. It seemed to be legally valid, and all that was left was to notify our relatives and friends and hold a banquet. If I spent the night in the palace, I might just be eaten up by that cunning fox before I knew it.

"If you won't let me leave, then I won't go to court tomorrow," I snapped at the annoying fox. When did this stinky fox become so clingy?

"Okay." He hugged me, buried his face in the crook of my shoulder, and said in a muffled voice.

I shoved the fox away, stared intently at his devastatingly handsome face, and said warily, "You promised me that I could attend court even after I got married. Are you trying to go back on your word?"

"No." His peach blossom eyes sparkled with cunning. He reached out and pinched my earlobe, smiling ambiguously. "As long as Qianqian has the energy, why would I stop her from serving the country?"

I couldn't help but shudder. Why wouldn't I have the energy? The fox doesn't take concubines, so I don't have to compete with a bunch of women for favor and a husband. I have plenty of free time. I shook my head and sighed inwardly, quickly swatting away the fox's paw. As I walked out, I said, "Don't worry about that. I have plenty of energy. Just remember not to go back on your word."

After saying that, I suddenly turned around, pointed my right hand at the fox that was following closely behind me and was obviously confused by my sudden turn, widened my eyes and gritted my teeth, and said: "Don't follow me out, I know the way myself."

He reached out his hand, and I quickly stepped back several paces. Why was this kid still going on and on? He stood there, looking at me with a seemingly resentful expression, and helplessly called out, "Qianqian."

"It's late. If I don't go back soon, I'll have to report to the Qianqing Palace." I sighed. Seeing the fox's rare submissive demeanor, I softened and obediently ran back to hug him. It was like a lamb entering a tiger's den, asking for trouble. I was too embarrassed to explain.

Clouds Drunk, Moon Slightly Asleep (Revised Edition) Volume Three: If Life Were Only As Beautiful as Our First Meeting - The Imperial Palace Banquet (Part One)

Chapter word count: 4641 Update time: 08-12-23 14:41

Royal Palace Banquet (Part 1)

Upon arriving at the Yun residence, the guards at the gate were startled again upon seeing me. I shuddered; it seemed I was becoming quite the elusive one, perhaps even developing a tendency to resemble Old Man Yun. This time, however, they didn't stop Ye Feng. By the way, Little Ye was still with me. That fox had really gone to great lengths to place his trusted confidant by my side this time, which I naturally accepted without complaint. It was just too late to return to the residence, and everyone seemed to be asleep. I felt embarrassed to make the trip to Nanzhu Garden again, and another uneventful night passed.

As dawn broke, the usual morning court session began, mostly discussing the planning and management of the seven newly acquired cities, plus a victory banquet for Qinglin and his team's triumphant return. The banquet was naturally handled by Shen An. When he left court, he gave me a meaningful look. The fox had said he'd read out the imperial edict at the banquet; had he already informed this kid beforehand? Sigh, this is my first magnificent appearance in women's clothing as Yunyue; am I about to have that stinky fox stamp my ownership on me?

Upon returning to the Yun residence, I went straight into the Nanzhu Garden, where I saw Yun Feng and Ruo Chen drinking tea and chatting in the small courtyard. Both of them stood up when they saw me.

"Brother!" I didn't care that the little brat was there. I ran up to Yunfeng with a smile and gave him a big hug.

I think blood ties are truly a wondrous thing. In the nearly one year since I came here, Yunfeng has been bedridden every day, so I haven't had much time to communicate or spend with him. Yet, I've grown increasingly close to and trusting of him. This is entirely unconscious and comes from the bottom of my heart. I have no guard up in front of him, and I feel there's no need to be guarded up at all.

"The moon is getting smaller and smaller. Ruochen is here, aren't you ashamed? Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?" Although Yunfeng said this, he couldn't help but hug me back, then pushed me away, smiled and patted my head, then looked me over carefully and said with concern, "You've made another trip back and forth, don't you find it too tiring?"

I shook my head, then circled around Yunfeng in all directions before grinning foolishly and asking, "Brother, are you all better?"

He nodded, but before he could speak, the little brat's voice rang out: "Now you should believe I'm a miracle doctor, right?"

I then glanced at the little brat to the side, feigning helplessness, and asked with a smirk, "Now that my brother's health is cured, why are you still here?"

The little brat's face instantly turned red, and he pointed at me, yelling incredulously, "You woman, you have no conscience at all! You have no gratitude whatsoever, and you even chased me away!"

I rolled my eyes, then pulled a silver note from my pocket, handed it to him, and said coolly, "One thousand taels, is that enough?"

The little brat's face turned from a liverish red to a pale blue. His mouth moved, but he didn't utter a sound, seemingly quite angry. Before he could turn and leave, I quickly stuffed the silver notes back into my pocket, grabbed his sleeve, and said with a forced smile, "Just kidding, Divine Doctor Ruochen, don't be angry."

His complexion returned to normal, and I fawned over him, pulling him down to sit. I poured him a full cup of tea, then pulled Yunfeng down to sit as well. Only then did I eagerly say to the little brat, "Since Ruochen is so powerful, give me some self-defense items, like something that can make someone faint just by smelling it, or something that can make someone pass out if you put it in tea."

"What are you going to do?" The little brat picked up his teacup and was about to drink when he heard what I said. He quickly put the teacup back on the table with a twitch on his face.

"For self-defense, didn't I tell you?" I rolled my eyes at him, picked up a teacup, poured myself a cup of tea, and then slowly picked it up to drink.

"I'm leaving now. Your brother's health has almost recovered." The little boy stood up and quickly added, "You don't need to see me off. I'm going to find my senior brother first."

Without waiting for us to speak, he strode outside.

Ruochen left, leaving only Yunfeng and me. I looked around and heard Yunfeng say softly, "Don't worry, Yue'er, just say what's on your mind."

I chuckled awkwardly. Did the little brat realize I wanted to talk to Yunfeng alone, and that's why he ran off in such a hurry?

"Brother, are we really from the Kingdom of Xiuruo?"

The hatred in his eyes was so obvious, yet it vanished in an instant. He finally sighed and said helplessly, "Did he tell Yue'er?"

I nodded, then shook my head: "Just say that I have a royal grandfather in Xiuruo."

"Grandpa Emperor?" His voice suddenly turned cold, sounding both disdainful and mocking.

"Brother?" I looked at Yunfeng with some surprise. This was the first time I had seen such an expression on his face. Normally, Yunfeng, in Erlinzi's words, was serious and old-fashioned, but what I saw was a warm and loving older brother.

"In the end, Yue'er was dragged into this. It's all my fault, brother." He looked at me with deep guilt and self-reproach in his eyes.

"Brother, it's come to this point, there's no use blaming yourself. You might as well tell me everything. I'm not a child anymore, and we should face things together."

He remained silent, as if considering my words, before finally sighing softly and nodding.

"Where does Father rank among the princes of Xiu Ruo?" I asked, a little nervously. Old Man Yun was definitely not the Crown Prince of Xiu Ruo.

"Second Prince, bestow the title of Prince Hao."

I'm not the crown prince, so how could I possibly be a princess? Besides, it seems that the former Yunyue was either too well protected by Yunfeng or lived a simple, innocent life like me, and apparently she didn't know these things either. In that case, it shouldn't hurt for me to ask more questions.

"Then why don't we live in Xiuruo Kingdom?" Although Old Man Yun seems worse than a stepfather, Yun Feng and Yun Yue should be his biological children, right? Even if we are the result of his romantic escapades while traveling, we should still be taken back. Don't men, especially rich and powerful men, place great importance on bloodlines?

“Mother is the daughter of a fallen merchant family, how could we possibly have the right to live in the Prince Hao’s mansion!” When talking about Old Man Yun, Yun Feng’s voice became particularly cold.

Ah, so that's how it is. I thought Yun Feng and Yun Yue were just born to a concubine, not as good as the main wife. But now it seems that the poor mother is not even as good as a mistress. She has no status or identity, and her children are old enough to get married. I bet the other side doesn't even know that she ever existed!