Gu Qingyu was very annoyed on her way back to her palace from Shouyang Palace. Her usually hidden identity had been discovered by the Princess of Chu State. Fortunately, she hadn't told the Emperor about it. According to what she said, Chu Yixuan would definitely find out soon too.

  What should I do at that time?

  Alas. Forget it. The master is not someone who can be easily caught off guard. Chu Yixuan wants to catch the master, but he'll probably have to put in some effort.

  Gu Qingyao pulled out the powder given by the Chu State's lady from her sleeve, holding it in her hand and pondering. This 'medicine' could only make people become foolish. Giving it to Yan Xijun would be too light a punishment, wouldn't it? It seemed that she should add something else to the 'medicine'.

  "Your Majesty, Concubine Yan Dehui requests an audience outside."

  The gentle voice of the imperial concubine interrupted Cui Qingrou's thoughts. She put away the 'medicine' in her hand, and a cold smile appeared in her heart. Just as she thought of it, she automatically delivered it to her doorstep.

  "Go and invite her in quickly." Gu Qing said lazily.

  Yan Xijun came alone to Fuqing Palace today to find Gu Qingrou. Her purpose was just to inquire about Chu Chengming's news.

  Yan Xijun was led into the inner palace by Gu Qingrou's personal maid. As soon as she entered, she heard a sarcastic voice.

  "Ah, Princess De. What wind has blown you into Fuchun Palace today?"

  Yan Xijun looked up and saw Gu Qingyao sitting there with a lazy expression, raising an eyebrow and asking mockingly.

  Yan Xijun never cared about etiquette and the like. Seeing Gu Qingrou not getting up to greet her, she didn't get angry either. She walked in slowly and said, "I have something to discuss with you today."

  "Oh. What does Empress De bring me here for?" asked Gu Qingyu.

  "I...I...wanted...to ask you. Do you have any news about your master?" Yan Xijun finally spoke out her intention after a fierce struggle with her own thoughts.

  "Huh? Why are you asking about Master's news?" Gu Qingyue suddenly stood up with a curious face, walked to Yan Xijun's front and stared at her.

  "Mind your own business and don't ask me what I'm doing here. Do you have any news about him?" Yan Xijun, who was being stared at by Gu Qingrou, felt very embarrassed and took a big step back as he said this.

  Gu Qing softly glanced at Yan Xiu Jun and guessed: "You want to know so much about Master's news, aren't you thinking of Master?"

  Yan Xijun's face turned bright red with embarrassment. She waved her hands hastily and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

  "Oh. Don't you want a husband?" Gu Qing asked her directly.

  "Whatever. Since you won't say, I don't want to know either. I'm leaving." Yan Xijun hastily ran out of Fuqing Palace, secretly regretting in her heart that she had come to the wrong place and asked the wrong person.

  Gu Qingyu gazed at Yan Xijun's back, gritting her teeth in anger. Look at how shy she was just now. It's clear that she has feelings for the master. Hmph. The master and she are indeed a match made in heaven. She definitely won't let them have their way.

  It was night. Gu Qing wore a black dress and used her lightness skill to head towards Ganquan Palace. Along the way, she carefully avoided the patrolling guards and headed straight for Ganquan Palace with ease.

  She directly sneaked into Yan Xiu Jun's main hall, threw down the powder that made people stupid at the incense burner, and then used her light skill to leave.

  Every night afterwards, Gu Qingyue would sneak into the palace of Ganquan Palace to do bad things, and no one in Ganquan Palace noticed this for over a dozen nights.

  Tonight, Gu Qingyao once again sneaked into the Ganquan Palace with the powder and left after sprinkling it. She was intercepted by someone in a small grove not far from her own palace.

  Gu Qingyu saw that her path was blocked and her heart was greatly shocked. She exclaimed in surprise: "Who are you?"

  There were many trees in the small forest. The moonlight was dim tonight. Only a faint light was cast into the small forest. Gu Qingyu couldn't see very clearly. She could only vaguely see that the person blocking her way was wearing a yellow guard uniform.

  The guard uniform. Isn't that the imperial palace's guard? Gu Qingyao was both shocked and frightened. She quietly turned around, just about to slip away, but her footsteps were stopped by that person.

  "Green Boy."

  A very familiar and gentle voice came from behind her. Gu Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then the person jumped in front of her.

  "Ah...cold..." Gu Qingyu stared at the man in front of her in shock, his handsome features and stern expression.

  "How did you end up here?" Gu Qing Rou asked after her surprise had passed.

  "I've been following you since Ganquan Palace." Wen Han said, looking at her.

  "Ganquan Palace." Gu Qing's face turned black. He asked sternly: "Then what did you see?"

  "I saw everything you did tonight." Wen Han directly ignored her facial expression and gave a straightforward answer.

  "Now that you've seen it, what do you mean by blocking me?" Gu Qingrou asked angrily.

  Wen Han said: "I hope you won't harm De Fei again from tonight onwards."

  "You're also protecting her." Gu Qingyu's face looked unpleasant as she stared at Wen Han.

  "No, you misunderstood. I wasn't protecting her. I was sent by Chu Yixuan to secretly guard her as a 'servant'. Actually, I knew about your first night sneaking into Ganquan Palace. At that time, I didn't stop you out of personal reasons. But seeing you sneak in every night, I knew you must be up to something harmful."

  "Yes. I am harming people. I just want Yan Xijun to die." Gu Qingrou said gritting her teeth.

  "Why do you hate her so much? Don't you know she's the master's favorite?" Wen Han said.

  As soon as Wen Han said this, Gu Qingyu was stimulated to jump up. She revealed a fierce light in her eyes and said: "It's precisely because Master likes her that she must die."

  "Qīng ér, you shouldn't be... towards our master..." Wēn Hán was shocked by his own thoughts and couldn't even speak.

  Gu Qing's eyes gleamed with a strange light as she gazed at Wen Han, her voice trembling with excitement: "That's right! I've fallen for the master, and I'm already in love with him!"

  It's said that she said so, and Wen Han's heart was crushed by her words. He smiled bitterly: "How can you fall in love with the master? You clearly know that the master is not to be loved. But why do you still fall in love?"

  "There's no why. If I love someone, then I love them." Gu Qing's face was resolute and unwavering.

  "Qing'er." Wen Han grasped her shoulders and shook her vigorously. "Qing'er, wake up! You can't fall in love with the master. Falling in love with the master is a dead end. These are his words!"

  "How can you not listen? You and him are impossible. You two will never be together."

  "Don't say anything more." Gu Qing Rou pushed him away and shouted: "Wen Han, I'm telling you, my affairs with Master have nothing to do with you butting in!" After finishing speaking, she was about to storm off angrily.

  Wēn Hán stretched out his arm and blocked her way. He looked at her with deep affection in his eyes. "Qīng ér, may I say a few words to you?"

  "What's on your mind, just say it." Gu Qing said impatiently.

  He let out a bitter and painful smile, then said to her: "There are some things I've endured for many years without saying. Tonight I must tell you. Actually, from childhood to adulthood, I have always liked you. Even if you don't like me, it's okay. As long as you live happily, that's all that matters. But now you've fallen in love with the wrong person. Loving the wrong person will not bring happiness. I sincerely hope you won't make another mistake."

  "It's cold and warm. You will never understand my feelings for Master." Gu Qingrou said, then turned around and floated away without looking back.

  "Hmph. How could I not understand? Your feelings for the master are just like my feelings for you." Wen Han gazed at that figure drifting further and further away, a helpless bitter smile.