La pluie printanière est comme du vin, les saules comme de la fumée

Chapitre 150

"Princess, you outshine even the fairies in heaven!" Qianghui exclaimed from the side.

Qingyun chuckled and said, "Qingyi, why did you suddenly decide to style my hair like this today?" Qingyun's eyes were filled with laughter, and it was easy to see that she was very satisfied with the new hairstyle.

Qingyi smiled mysteriously, leaned down and whispered in Qingyun's ear, "Princess, of course Qingyi doesn't have such a clever mind. This hairstyle was taught to Qingyi by a reclusive master. He said that the princess would look very beautiful with this hairstyle."

Seeing the glimmer of light in Qingyi's eyes, Qingyun smiled and guessed what was going on.

"Princess, a garment was sent from Zhiyun Pavilion last month, but Qingyi forgot to show it to you. Now Qingyi will bring it to you, and I'm sure you will like it very much."

“Zhiyun Pavilion…” A soft light flashed in Qingyun’s eyes, revealing a hint of anticipation.

A moment later, Qingyi brought over a garment and helped Qingyun put it on. The surrounding palace maids gasped, and even Qingyi herself couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

But Qingyi quickly concealed her surprise and secretly smiled to herself.

Qingyun naturally didn't miss Qingyi's sly smile. Her eyes darted around, and she remembered that Qingyi's words and actions today had been strange, as if she was hiding something from her.

A glint flashed in Qingyun's eyes. She didn't say much, but rather seemed somewhat expectant. Since she was so bored anyway, she wanted to see what that girl in green could be up to behind her back.

"Princess, please come over here." The woman in green pointed to the dressing mirror, gesturing for Qingyun to come over.

Qingyun stepped over, and upon seeing it, she couldn't help but be taken aback.

The woman in the mirror wore a white magnolia-patterned gauze dress and a light-colored auspicious cloud-patterned skirt. A light blue, thin belt cinched her waist, making her slender figure even more graceful. The skirt's hem was embroidered with jacquard silk threads, depicting large auspicious clouds that appeared lifelike. With a gentle breeze, the skirt fluttered, making her appear as if she were walking on auspicious clouds, further enhancing her image as a fairy from the heavens.

Qingyun smiled faintly, her eyes filled with even deeper tenderness. She felt that this dress was like a spring breeze, carrying her to the clouds of happiness.

At this moment, Qingyi looked at the sky outside; the sun was already high in the sky.

The woman in green was secretly alarmed and cried out in alarm.

She quickly pulled Qingyun aside, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Princess, please leave the palace now. A carriage is waiting outside the palace and will take you to a mysterious place."

Qingyun raised her eyebrows, and without asking Qingyi the reason, simply nodded.

Just as she was about to step out of the Snow Palace, Qianghui suddenly cried out, "Ah! Princess, where are you going?!"

Qingyun was immediately struck by a strange sight. Normally, Qianghui was timid and fearful, and would never dare to shout like that.

She turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qianghui stammered, clutching the hem of her clothes tightly, but she couldn't get her words out.

"Princess... Princess..."

"What exactly happened?"

Qianghui took a deep breath and said, "Princess, Qianghui... Qianghui..."

"Qianghui wants to tell the princess to be careful on her journey." Qingyi chuckled, walked in front of Qianghui, and covered Qianghui's petite body.

"No...no..." Qianghui said from behind Qingyi, but her voice was too soft and was drowned out by Qingyi's laughter.

"Princess, let's go quickly!"

After Qingyun left, Qingyi breathed a long sigh of relief. Yesterday, she received a message from Young Master Lige via carrier pigeon, in which he gave her a task: to dress up the princess properly today and then help her board the carriage outside the palace.

It seems that the mission is now accomplished.

"Hehe..." Qingyi laughed smugly.

"Sister Qingyi..." Qianghui began to sob softly.

"Hehe, Qianghui, when the princess is about to go out, you must not say anything to stop her! Otherwise, the princess will get angry! And she'll be very, very angry!" Qingyi smiled, her expression carrying a hint of threat.

"Yes, Sister Qingyi," Qianghui replied, head bowed. Waaah, she's doomed! The Emperor had ordered her a few days ago to keep a close eye on the princess and absolutely not let her go out today. Now she's doomed! Waaah…

Qingyi glanced at Qianghui, inwardly bursting into laughter. Hmph, did she think she, Qingyi, didn't know what Qianghui was thinking? Just a few days ago, she had overheard the Emperor's instructions to her. Heh heh, no one can stop Young Master Lige from celebrating the princess's sweet birthday today.

Qingyi looked up at the clear blue sky outside the window.

Hehe, what a beautiful day today.

After Qingyun left the palace, a carriage was indeed waiting outside. She boarded the carriage, a slight smile playing on her lips, tinged with sweetness.

Soon after, the carriage stopped.

As soon as Qingyun got out of the car and saw her surroundings, she smiled slightly. It seemed that things were pretty much as she had imagined.

After the carriage left, Qingyun looked around and, finding no one, a smile curved her lips.

With a light touch of her toes, she used the rocks to fly up into the Valley of Absolute Dust.

After overcoming a series of obstacles, Qingyun smiled slightly and stepped into the pear blossom grove.

The sun is now high in the sky, and the crimson clouds have spread across the entire sky, bathing the pear blossom grove in a soft red glow.

A gentle breeze stirred, and in the dazzling red light, countless pear blossoms began to dance, filling the entire Juechen Valley with a faint fragrance of pear blossoms.

A woman with a graceful figure strolled leisurely among the pear blossoms with light steps. Her black hair fluttered in the wind, and a faint smile played on her lips. Her clear, watery eyes shone with a soft red light, making her incredibly alluring.

Qingyun's eyelashes fluttered upwards, and suddenly, her pupils contracted sharply. Little by little, joy spread from her pupils throughout her body. She raised the corners of her lips and strode off toward the direction from which she had smelled the scent.

Volume 3: Truth and Falsehood in the Palace - Situ Xingzhi 3