Когда мы вернёмся

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"I..." Qingyun opened her mouth, about to continue speaking, when she heard a voice from outside, "Ziyi, why are you standing outside the door instead of coming in?"

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Jun Wuhen and Qingyun, who were inside the room, were also taken aback.

Jun Wuhen frowned, and a faint blue light flashed.

Qingyun's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a complex emotion flashed quickly across her eyes.

The woman in purple outside the door bit her lip in annoyance and immediately replied, "I was wondering whether I should go in, for fear of disturbing Madam's playing of the zither."

"Ziyi, come in." Qingyun called softly as a glint of light appeared.

Zi Yi pursed her lips, pushed open the door and entered. Seeing Jun Wuhen inside, she slightly curtsied, "Lord."

Jun Wuhen nodded slightly, his sharp gaze fixed on the woman in purple. For the first time, Jun Wuhen was scrutinizing a woman with no martial arts skills. He hadn't sensed any presence outside, and besides, she didn't know martial arts. Unless her martial arts were on par with his, he couldn't have failed to notice.

Purple Robe, what are her true intentions in infiltrating the palace?

The woman in purple had clear eyes, stood tall, and looked completely at ease.

Qingyun chuckled softly, pushing Jun Wuhen away from her. Her eyes sparkled, and her thin lips curved into a graceful smile. She gently plucked the strings of her zither. Instantly, a clear, melodious sound filled the room, bringing a sense of relaxation to everyone present.

At this moment, Zi Yi's body trembled violently. Her eyes were fixed on Qing Yun, and her heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Perhaps Qingyun herself didn't notice, and it was also difficult for Jun Wuhen to notice from his angle, but from Ziyi's perspective, she could see the smile on Qingyun's lips.

At this moment, Qingyun was dressed in plain clothes, without any elaborate or gorgeous attire, but her casual smile and the faint glimmer in her eyes were enough to reveal a natural royal temperament.

That indifference and detachment...

That faint smile...

Such nobility and naturalness...

That unique temperament...

Apart from Feng Xue, who grew up in the palace, there is absolutely no woman in this world who could have her!

At this moment, the woman lazily stroking the zither, a faint smile in her eyes yet a subtle detachment in them, was not Qingyun, but Fengxue. Having known her for many years, she was absolutely certain of this!

So, she must have regained her memories...

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At this moment, Zi Yi smiled, concealing all her emotions, "Madam, the pens and paper you asked me to buy last time are currently out of stock at the store, and we may have to wait until the beginning of next month to buy them."

"oh?"

Before Qingyun could speak, Jun Wuhen raised an eyebrow with interest, his blue eyes fixed on the woman in purple.

The woman in purple fluttered her eyelashes, glanced at Jun Wuhen with a hint of resentment, then lowered her gaze and said softly, "Madam always uses only paper and pens made by Pengyun Tower for writing. Pengyun Tower only has one branch in Fengcheng, and its paper and pens are always in high demand and frequently out of stock. Your Excellency is often busy with palace affairs, so naturally you wouldn't know. Moreover..."

Qingyun frowned, glanced at Ziyi with a reproachful look, and whispered, "Ziyi, go see if the iced plum soup is ready. I'm a little thirsty after playing the zither for so long."

"Go on."

Zi Yi glanced at Jun Wuhen, then at Qing Yun, pursed her lips, and continued, "The Lord is busy with all sorts of matters, big and small, in the palace every day, and hasn't spent much time with Madam. Besides teaching Miss Wuxia to play the zither and writing books, Madam has practically nothing else to do. Moreover, Madam often looks at the sky outside, her eyes filled with envy for the free-spirited white clouds, as if she wishes she were one of those clouds. Often, she'll gaze at them for the entire day."

After a pause, Ziyi glanced at Qingyun's slightly displeased face, considered her words carefully, and continued, "Lord, you love Madam so much, why are you so indifferent to everything she does? Madam's favorite dish is chestnut chicken, does Lord know that? If Madam doesn't drink white porridge for breakfast, she won't have a good appetite all day, does Lord know that? Madam needs to play a soft melody before going to bed at night to fall asleep, does Lord know that? Madam is afraid of the heat in summer and the cold in winter; without ice and a stove, her health will deteriorate, does Lord know that?"

With each word Zi Yi spoke, Jun Wuhen's expression darkened further, until finally his face turned extremely ugly, and a hint of guilt flickered in his blue eyes.

Qingyun's eyes initially showed displeasure, but with each word Ziyi spoke, her eyes slowly widened, her face filled with disbelief, and her clear eyes were suddenly filled with surprise.

Impossible! She never told Ziyi that she liked chestnut chicken! There's only one person in the world who knows she likes chestnut chicken! That person is—Li Ge!

An absurd idea slowly spread through Qingyun's mind. Every nerve in her body was taut, every drop of blood seemed to freeze. Her heart pounded wildly, a mixture of unease and joy. A raging storm seemed to surge within her; all her emotions were like sailboats on the waves, drifting aimlessly on the sea, unable to reach the shore.

Suddenly, a pair of icy hands grasped her hands, which were now fluctuating between hot and cold.

Qingyun suppressed the turmoil in her heart, forced a smile, and said reassuringly, "Wuhen, it's really alright. Wuhen has a heavy burden on his shoulders. As the Palace Mistress, I haven't been able to help much. Besides, Wuhen has also made time to be with me. Don't listen to that girl Ziyi's nonsense."

“Yun’er…” Jun Wuhen gripped her hand even tighter. He opened his mouth, about to say something, when a voice suddenly came from outside: “Lord, please go to the White Tiger Tower immediately. All the famous sects are waiting for you there.”

Jun Wuhen frowned deeply, gave Qingyun an apologetic look, and immediately started walking out. Before leaving, he glanced at Ziyi, his eyes carrying a slight warning.

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After Jun Wuhen left, Qingyun narrowed her eyes slightly, casually plucked a string from her zither, and said softly, "Ziyi, why did you say that?"

The woman in purple stared intently at Qingyun and said, word by word, "Because Madam is very lonely!"

"What do you mean?" Raising an eyebrow slightly, Qingyun plucked the strings of her zither again.

"The Lord did not accompany the Madam. Apart from writing books and teaching Miss Wuxia to play the zither, the Madam had nothing else to do all day. Moreover, there was a lonely tone in the zither she played. The look in her eyes when she looked at the sky was heartbreaking."