The next day, Yan Xijun moved back to Ganquan Palace as she had wished. Although she had returned to a familiar place, it gave her a somewhat long-forgotten feeling.

  This month I haven't seen Qín. Now that I've seen her, Yán Xī Jūn feels like she's become a completely different person.

  "The master has finally returned." Xunqin said after seeing her and bowing, with an expression that was neither surprised nor delighted, standing awkwardly to the side.

  "Hmm." Yan Xijun smiled faintly as he looked at her. Although he didn't know what had happened to her in the past month, the change in her was very obvious.

  She probably still has some resentment about not being taken to Zhengyang Palace, so she's still angry. Can't guess any other reason. Yan Xijun can only think this way.

  "Has the house been cleaned up?" Xue Lian asked, following behind. She had been staying with her in Zhengyang Palace for a month. It was Chu Yixuan's intention to let Xue Lian come and take care of her at that time.

  Wen Qin raised her eyes and quickly glanced at Xue Lian, with a hint of jealousy in her gaze. Although it was just a flash, Yan Xi Jun's sharp eyes caught it. She then lowered her head and said: "No, you've returned too suddenly. The house hasn't been tidied up yet."

  "Hurry up and collect them then. Can't have Master waiting outside, can we?" Yuki said to her with some urgency.

  "No need for you to instruct us, we also know." Wenqin said and then stormed into the house to clean up in a huff.

  "What's wrong with her?" Snow Lian, who was usually calm and collected, was somewhat taken aback. She looked at her master with a puzzled expression.

  Yan Xijun smiled and said, "Xue Lian, you go help too."

  "Alright, master. You sit here and rest for a while. I'll have the servant clean up and then invite you in." Xue Lian put down what she was holding and said to her.

  "Uh, no hurry. Go ahead." Yan Xijun said softly, waving her hand at her.

  Yan Xijun sat on the rattan chair in the courtyard, watching Wenqin hurry back and forth. She knew that Wenqin's anger earlier was simply because she wasn't used to being ordered around by Xuelian, who was also a slave. Wenqin had a strong sense of self-respect and couldn't bear to be bossed around by someone of the same status as herself.

  The changes in Xuanqin are really huge. Even she herself can't see through her own heart anymore.

  "Alas." She let out a somewhat troubled sigh. It was really hard to understand why she had become this kind of person. Thinking back to when the two were young, Yan Xijun's heart felt some regret.

  "Wow, someone as great as you also sighs? Do you have worries too?"

  A cold, sarcastic remark came over. Yan Xijun turned her head to look over and saw the beautiful Yang Zhaorong bringing her palace maid Ling'er swaying over in three steps.

  "I wonder who it is. It turns out that Sister Zhao Rong has arrived." Yan Xijun hastily stood up, bowed to Yang Zhaorong, and smiled as he greeted her.

  Status. Nowadays, she is just a small talent. And the one in front of her is a Zhaorong among the six consorts. Moreover, she is also the emperor's favorite 'woman'. So she can't offend her.

  "Yan, what's wrong? Why did you sigh just now? Is there something bothering you?" Yang Qixue asked as soon as she came over. After Ling'er wiped clean the rattan chair that Yan Xikun had sat on earlier, she slowly sat down.

  "Zhaorong sister is really extraordinary in hearing!" Yan Xijun smiled and said, standing aside respectfully: "Actually, it's not a sad thing at all. I just saw some things and felt a little melancholy."

  "Oh. I thought little sister was sad because of today's matter."

  "What's going on today?" Yan Xijun looked at her with a puzzled expression, unable to guess what she meant by her words.

  "The Emperor had your sister move out of Zhengyang Palace this morning. Isn't your sister heartbroken about this?" Yang Qixue raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a tone that contained some schadenfreude.

  Oh. So she was talking about this matter. It seems that none of them knew the truth about this matter. She herself asked to move out.

  Yang Qixue saw her expression was calm and serene. She listened to her words without getting angry or sad, and seemed to have a tranquil air about her.

  "Moving out from there didn't even sadden your sister. Do you really think in your heart that the Emperor would let you move back?"

  She won't move back even if you kill her. Although Chu Yixuan had said he would let her move back, wanting her to move is an impossible task.

  Yan Xijun knew she had misunderstood her. Hurriedly, she said: "Sister misunderstands me. I didn't have that kind of thought. At the time, the Emperor let me move into Zhengyang Palace was also a helpless move. At the time, I was injured and luckily got to live there."

  Yan Xijun said this just to convey a message to her, which is that she was able to move into Zhengyang Palace only because Chu Yixuan pitied her.

  She didn't expect that her words would be overheard by Yang Qixue and take on a different meaning, thinking she was showing off in front of her.

  Ever since she moved into Zhengyang Palace, Yang Qishuang had not had a good day. He was so in love with himself that he didn't even let himself enter Zhengyang Palace, and unexpectedly, he even let this little girl stay there for a month.

  "Yes. My sister is really lucky to be able to move into Zhengyang Palace. I'm so envious." Yang Qixue said with a tone of relish.

  "Sisters should be envious of their older sisters instead. Older sisters can receive the emperor's love." Yan Xijun tried to make herself appear more infatuated, as if she really was envious of her sister. Others may not know about the emperor's feelings towards her sister, but how could I not know?

  Yang Qixue recalled the time in the "flower" sea, it was indeed this girl who bumped into her own affairs with the emperor. Although she didn't know what relationship she had with the emperor before, but she was the first to know the emperor's feelings for herself.

  "Oh. What kind of feelings does Your Majesty have towards me?" She asked with a smile.

  "The Emperor has a deep affection for my sister." Yan Xijun continued, "My younger sister has never seen the Emperor show such loving eyes to any woman in the harem, but my sister has managed to make him do so."

  "Hehe, really?" Yang Qixue's face was radiant with a 'spring' glow. She laughed so hard that her 'flower-like' branches shook violently, and she didn't have the slightest bit of her usual elegant demeanor left.

  How much does the emperor love her? She is clearer than anyone else about it. To him, she is just a way to fulfill his duty.

  Moreover, the first 'woman' that the emperor loved was actually himself. He just couldn't bear to abandon himself, so he cherished her instead.

  "Of course, only sister is the emperor's most beloved 'woman'. Yan Xijun smiled and flattered: "Sister is so beautiful, so the emperor is infatuated with only sister."

  "No, there are many beautiful women besides your sister. But as for someone who looks as young and beautiful as you do... there's only one, and that's you." Yang Qishuang stood up, stroking her cheek with a deep gaze.

  "Sister is really good at joking. She's much younger and more beautiful than her sister." Her face was stroked, feeling uncomfortable. Yan Xijun retreated a step back, saying.

  "Sister didn't joke. In this harem, there's only one younger and more beautiful sister like you." Yang Qiu Xue looked at her and asked in return: "Do you think the Emperor will like you because of this?"