Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

Chapter 259 The Living Abandoned Empress of the Cold Palace X The Invading Unruly Buddhist Son 93

He lowered his brows and eyes, speaking slowly, "The Empress has ordered that you don't have to worry, young lady. She has already dispatched troops... and has taken some of the soldiers originally assigned to defend the capital to the front lines to relieve General Lu. Not only that, during the two days you were unconscious, the Empress also issued an order to recall His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... Seeing that you are ill, this old servant has been waiting here every day, fearing that you will no longer take care of yourself..."

Yun Qian was surprised. The belated joy swept over her. Actually... Yun Piao believed her. She couldn't help laughing. Maybe... she fainted at the right time.

At this time, Qi Jueyu stood quietly on the beam. The palace was empty and more than half of the guards were gone. He easily sneaked in. He was wearing a black robe, his sleeves fluttering in the cold wind, and the well-tailored clothes outlined his slender figure.

The man with picturesque features looked particularly fierce at this moment because of his gloomy expression. His eyes were like a deep pool of water, calm but with hidden waves, with scrutiny, but also hiding complex emotions that she could not read.

Yun Qian hadn't noticed that she had eaten a late breakfast. However, when she heard a noise on the beam, she was slightly startled. Countless possibilities flashed through her mind, and her heart tightened: "Could it be?"

As he was thinking, he unconsciously issued the order: "Everyone, retreat. No one is needed here."

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The moment she saw Qi Jueyu, she felt as if a long time had passed, even though they had only not seen each other for a few days.

Their eyes met, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Qi Jueyu slowly leaped down from the beam, his movements flowing like clouds and water, his black robe tracing an elegant arc in the air. He landed steadily, his steps calm, until he stood in front of Yun Qian, his gaze fixed squarely on her.

His gaze froze slightly, and his already gloomy expression became even uglier. He narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly, his voice low, "You're quite the troublemaker. I should have expected you to come back, but..."

His eyes slowly swept over Yun Qian's slightly pale face and thin figure, and there was a hint of suppressed anger in his eyes. "I never thought that you would be so willing to make yourself look like this at this time."

Yun Qian's heart trembled. She looked at Qi Jueyu and her eyes changed from indifference to a little concern. For some reason, she felt that her mood was messed up by him.

Qi Jueyu stepped forward, staring at her with a complicated gaze. His voice was extremely low, yet filled with a hidden bitterness: "In your heart, you really have never thought of me. Even if I had expected you to come back, I never expected that you would rather take the risk alone than come to me. Yun Qian, do you really have to let me tell you that as long as you ask, I am willing to do anything for you?"

His words exploded like thunder, sending a turmoil through Yun Qian's heart. She unconsciously looked away, not daring to meet his gaze. However, her silence only compounded Qi Jueyu's feelings. He clenched his fists in his sleeves, his eyes filled with bitterness.

Yun Qian raised her head slightly, looking at the tall figure standing before her. He stood there against the light, his sleeves slightly raised, his brows and eyes as cold as if covered with a thin layer of frost. Even so, the hidden fluctuations in his eyes still revealed his emotions.

"I know it's you." Yun Qian's voice was neither light nor heavy. Looking closely, there seemed to be a smile on her face, but with a slight tremor that she herself didn't even notice.

"Are you so fearless of death?" He spoke in a low voice, tinged with deep displeasure. His eyes, like a knife, sliced through her disguise and penetrated her heart.

Yun Qian was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly, her voice gentle but full of stubbornness: "Master always likes to talk about life and death. What's there to be afraid of? Qian Qian naturally doesn't want to die. I want to be with Master forever, so how could I want to die? I'm just afraid. In this world, if you're afraid of death, you can't do many things."

"But I'm afraid."

"I'm afraid you'll die. What am I going to do then? Everything I've done will be worthless. What am I going to do?"

She stared at Qi Jueyu, her eyes filled with a hint of probing: "Master, are you worried about me? You came here at such a coincidence..."

Qi Jueyu's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and he pursed his lips tightly. He looked at her pale face and frail body, and his heart felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, so bitter that he could hardly breathe.

"Yun Qian," his voice lowered a little, a hint of bitterness in his tone, "Do you know how I felt when I heard the news that you fainted?"

Yun Qian was stunned, biting her lower lip lightly, a complex mix of emotions welling up in her heart. It wasn't that she didn't understand Qi Jueyu's feelings for her, but she couldn't, didn't dare, respond too much. She could only change the subject, looking up at him directly: "You knew Qi Heyao would do this from the beginning. Otherwise, you wouldn't have said those words to me..."

Qi Jueyu didn't answer her question, but leaned slightly to the side, his gaze fixed on her hands resting on her knees. He spoke slowly, with a hint of forbearance: "Do you know that you're pregnant, yet you're still torturing yourself like this? Are you gambling with your life, or the life of your child?"

Yun Qian's body stiffened and her eyes involuntarily avoided his gaze.

"I should have guessed it earlier," Qi Jueyu's voice deepened, carrying a bitterness that was hard to conceal. "You've always denied it, so you don't want to tell me anything, right? Even about the child, you never thought of letting me know."

His gaze grew deeper, like a pool of bottomless water, filled with unconcealable disappointment and heartache. He lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes covering the surging emotions in his eyes.

"Yun Qian," he called her name softly, his tone filled with complex emotions that she couldn't understand, "Do you know that I am willing to withstand all the storms for you, but you always put me farthest away."

Yun Qian looked up at him, her throat tightening slightly. She could clearly see the pain in his eyes, the indescribable complex emotions that cut silently through her heart like a knife.

"Qi Jueyu," she finally spoke, her tone somewhat helpless, "Why are you doing this? For me? But I still don't dare to believe you. You shouldn't have touched them, right? You know if anything happened to them, I will never let you go."

Yun Qian spoke decisively, but she could not make up her mind. What if... What if he was a person who treated human life as worthless?

Qi Jueyu sometimes felt that his heart had been trampled to pieces by Yun Qian, but when he heard these words, he couldn't help but feel pained, "You care so much about their lives, but I don't see you care about your own life at all."

What she didn't know was that under Qi Jueyu's rule, there was harmony and peace. He didn't have a bloodlust for violence, and he wouldn't allow his men to do evil. But these things... would never reach her ears.

"Qi Jueyu, you and I met at Qianqiu Temple. You should have understood then that I am not afraid of death."

The smile on her face was so beautiful, with just the right arc, making her, despite her thin clothing, look like a beautiful lily. "But I don't want to die now. I want to be with you."