mtl008 Chapter 161 Encountering an Old Acquaintance in a Nightmare
Chapter 161 Encountering an Old Acquaintance in a Nightmare
In the morning, Qingmiao had already told her young mistress about this matter. After listening, the young mistress solemnly instructed Qingmiao to pay close attention to the outside world and to report immediately if there was any disturbance.
Time passed by, and all day long Qingmiao was like a wary kitten, constantly peeking out the door.
Finally, as sunset approached, something unusual caught her attention.
She dared not delay and hurriedly ran towards where the young lady was.
"Miss, guess what? The Crown Prince has been kneeling there begging the Emperor all afternoon. Has the Emperor shown up yet?" Qingmiao deliberately kept them in suspense, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Yun Juan calmly lit the incense in her hand, and a wisp of smoke slowly rose and filled the air.
With a slight smile, she confidently said, "In my opinion, the Emperor will definitely send someone to investigate. After all, the Crown Prince is of noble status; he is a living symbol of his image in the court. How can we let him easily lose his position here!"
Qingmiao's eyes widened, her face full of admiration. She couldn't help but give a thumbs up and exclaim, "Oh my, Miss, you are truly a prophet! You could even guess this so accurately?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Juan simply smiled, a hint of tenderness appearing in her beautiful phoenix eyes, captivating all who beheld her.
Even Qingmiao, standing to the side, was captivated by her young mistress's charming appearance.
She sighed inwardly, wondering how there could be such a beautiful woman in the world; she probably couldn't find one like her in the entire capital.
Noticing Qingmiao's dazed gaze, Yun Juan raised an eyebrow slightly and asked teasingly, "What? Is there something written on my face that makes you so mesmerized?"
Since her rebirth in Tianyuan Kingdom, Yun Quan's originally somewhat restless mind has gradually calmed down, and she has become more and more calm and composed.
Especially recently, she has become fascinated with burning incense and meditating. Whenever the rising smoke catches her eye, she feels a sense of peace and tranquility in her heart.
In fact, Yun Juan had always been skeptical about the so-called gods and Buddhas.
She knew that gods and Buddhas also had good and evil aspects, so she never blindly believed in them.
Admittedly, those who are considered villains by the public may not actually be truly wicked; and those who are regarded as great benefactors may not be kind-hearted or benevolent.
It is often said that the emperor dotes on the crown prince and can never forget Empress Nan. But if they truly love each other deeply, how could there be so many favored concubines in the harem?
If they truly loved him, why would they easily pass such a thorny and troublesome problem to the Crown Prince to handle?
"Our emperor... he's really keen on acting!" Yun Juan finally couldn't suppress her thoughts and blurted out her comment.
Seeing this, Qinghe quickly reached out and grabbed Qingmiao, pulling her away from the spot.
She was afraid that the seedlings would disturb her young mistress because they were so noisy.
You know, the young lady has lost a lot of weight lately and seems rather listless all day.
That young seedling is quite something; not only does it lack any sense of propriety, but it also keeps chattering away, disturbing the young lady's peace!
Qingmiao felt extremely wronged and muttered to herself, "I'm more wronged than Dou E! It was clearly Miss who asked me first!"
She pouted her cherry-like lips, looking indignant, just like an adorable little dumpling.
However, Qingmiao knew in her heart that she was indeed a bit too talkative, so she quickly said, "I know! Next time I will definitely... try my best to control myself, keep my mouth shut, and try not to let it talk too much!"
She lowered her head slightly, her lips moving as if she wanted to bury the rest of her words deep in her throat.
The sound was so faint that it was almost imperceptible unless you listened carefully.
Clearly, she lacked confidence when she said the last sentence.
Upon hearing this, Qinghe was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She laughed so hard she almost fell over, her body shaking uncontrollably. She finally managed to stop laughing and said, "Control... this thing is clearly part of your own body! How can you act like you can't control it at all? Hahahaha!"
As she spoke, she burst into laughter again, her clear and melodious laughter echoing in the air for a long time.
Yun Juan sat quietly by the window when she suddenly heard a clear and melodious laugh coming from the corridor.
The laughter was as melodious as silver bells, bringing joy to the heart, but Yun Juan simply shook her head gently, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
Sometimes, she thinks that this peaceful and comfortable life is actually quite nice.
Without too much disturbance or trouble, I can freely do what I like.
However, she has been getting thinner and thinner lately, all because she is frequently troubled by nightmares.
Every night, those terrifying dreams would creep in, haunting her and making it hard for her to fall asleep.
Her thoughts drifted back to that day when she happened to meet an extremely handsome man while saving Xiao Shi.
When she first saw him, she felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if she had known him for a long time.
Since then, this mysterious man has frequently appeared in her dreams.
In those bizarre and fantastical dreams, she discovered a woman who could fly freely above the clouds, holding a pot of fragrant wine in her hand.
She sat leisurely on the soft, white clouds, sipping fine wine and admiring the dreamlike scenery around her.
Just then, the man suddenly appeared in front of her.
He was tall and straight, with a handsome face that made him look like a celestial being descended to earth.
She couldn't help but reach out and gently lift his sharply defined chin, her eyes full of admiration, murmuring, "Hmm... protect this face... it's a pleasure to look at!"
The man would always pry the woman's hands away, take out a handkerchief from his clothes, and wipe his fingers with disgust.
"You wrinkled all my new clothes, you have to pay me back..."
The woman always gave a perfunctory response.
However, Yun Juan felt incredibly confused every time she woke up from her dream.
Everything that happened in her dreams seemed so real that she often couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.
But that person looked a lot like her, but she just couldn't see the other person's face clearly. She could only see the man's face, the red-clothed man who appeared when she saved Xiao Shi.
Exactly the same, except... the man I saw that day wasn't as fair-skinned and rosy-cheeked as in my dream; instead, he appeared somewhat frail and pitiful.