General’s Gown Chapter 32

Chapter 32 Qi Yue Wu Yi Part 4

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The sound of horse hooves approached, and a familiar red figure appeared before his eyes. Xuanji’s face became a little unsightly. She raised her hand, and a row of female guards swept forward to meet the enemy. But the figure on the black horse was not afraid at all. Bright red clothes were blown up by the wind, like a phoenix flower dancing in the green mountains. 

The horse raised its front hoofs directly against the blade, and stopped with a long neigh.

Helian Rongchuan raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his arms at the incoming person. 

The bell rang crisply, and Helian Jue lightly jumped off the horse, and rushed straight to Helian Rongchuan.

“Second brother, you really made it easy for me to find!” 

The tone was full of joy, but the beautiful apricot eyes were full of tears. 

The corner of Helian Rongchuan’s mouth curled, and he jokingly said, “Oh, to go as far as to cry? What a true wonder!” 

Helian Jue gave Helian Rongchuan a punch in the chest with a vexed, smiling face. 

Helian Rongchuan frowned and immediately calmed down. 

Xuanji looked alert. “Who are you?!” 

Helian Jue turned around and looked at Xuanji carefully from bottom to top. 

A girl her age has always been hostile to beautiful women, so she said casually, “I am his sister, the third princess of Dongyun, who are you?” 

That day, Helian Jue was taking care of the Jiaolu River shipping when she happened to avoid the massacre in Qixia Village. When she returned, she saw the bloody tragedy of the village and frantically looked for the figure of Helian Rongchuan. Listening to the guidance of the surviving villagers, she looked all the way along the Jiaolu River under the cliff, but she couldn’t find her second brother. With faint hope in her heart, she guessed that Helian Rongchuan might have been rescued by others, so she searched for convoys all the way, and then ran into them.

Xuanji was about to speak, but Helian Rongchuan took the lead, gently grabbing Xuanji’s waist, and said to Helian Jue, “She is my savior, and your future sister-in-law.” 

Xuanji suddenly raised her head, surprised. Looking at Helian Rongchuan with shyness, “Your Royal Highness, this isn’t a joking matter, Xuanji will take it seriously.” 

Helian Rongchuan smiled slightly and looked at her. “Whether it’s a joke or not depends on the princess’s decision.” 

Xuanji lowered her head, like a flower, a shy red lotus in midsummer. 

Helian Jue stared at the two dumbfounded. She opened her mouth, but couldn’t say anything. 

The two teams of carriages were moving faster than Xuanji’s single group of carriages and horses, and in a blink of an eye they had reached the small town on the border of Dongyun. 

Seeing that Xuanji went back to the guest room to freshen up, Helian Jue curled her fingers around the bell on her braid and sneaked into Helian Rongchuan’s room sneakily. 

“I know what you want to ask.” Helian Rongchuan took a sip of tea and put down the tea cup. “Yes, I want to marry her.” 

Helian Jue solemnly touched her second brother’s forehead: “When you fell from the cliff, did you land on your head?” 

Helian Rongchuan: “…” 

Helian Jue was straightforward. “This woman has a problem.” 

Helian Rongchuan didn’t even raise his eyebrows. With a calm face, he said, “Oh, What’s the problem?”

“You can’t see it?” Helian Jue asked back, “Or, you are trying to piss off that person? You should know that he shot you an arrow that day because—” 

“In fact, it was to kill me.” Helian Rongchuan cut off her words, his eyes lightly and quietly glancing out the door. 

As the sun set, a small half figure was projected from the edge of the side door. 

Helian Jue immediately understood and changed the subject. 


Xue Zhaoyi’s past half a month had been particularly unsatisfactory. 

Half a month ago, she was still the most favored concubine in the palace, and she was newly pregnant, thus it should be the time when the spring breeze was the best. There were even rumors in the palace that the emperor had already had an idea to make her an imperial concubine. In addition, since the harem had no empress, once she was conferred the title and gave birth to the prince, won’t she be the rightful master of the harem? 

Xue Zhaoyi leaned on the beauty couch, stroking her unswollen lower abdomen. Dreaming about the situation of taking charge of the harem soon, she could laugh in her sleep. 

However, since half a month ago, her smile disappeared from her face. Because she heard several people whispering, there was an extra person in the harem.

A man.

It was not uncommon to live with one or two men in the harem, it was just a male pet that the emperor found on a whim. At most, the male pet would be kicked off the bed by Murong Xiu, like an unsatisfactory toy. 

But this man was different. Never before had a man lived in the harem for so long, or lived in the hall of the empress, Zhaohua Hall, which had always been vacant.

Murong Xiu had not been to her place since that man appeared. Even though Xue Zhaoyi pretended to be unwell during pregnancy, Murong Xiu just sent the imperial physician to come for consultation, but he did not even step into Xue Zhaoyi’s door. Instead, he went straight to the man’s residence. 

Xue Zhaoyi’s nails gripped the silk veil of Su embroidery tightly, puzzled and itching with hatred. Even if she was pregnant and couldn’t sleep with him, Murong Xiu would never be so ruthless. 

She also doesn’t know what shameful nasty charm was used by that male pet to confuse the emperor. Xue Zhaoyi listened to people’s private speculations about the male pet and became more and more angry.

Xue Zhaoyi slapped a palm on the table and stood up abruptly. The little maid next to her was shocked. 

“Order the carriage to go to Zhaohua Hall!” 

When the little eunuch stepped into the courtyard behind Zhaohua Hall, Yan Changqing was standing under the crabapple tree in a daze. The blooming white crabapple blossoms were like brilliant clouds, covering most of the small square sky in the courtyard. Occasionally one or two birds flew high, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye. 

The little eunuch hardened his scalp and finished the report. As soon as he looked up and saw Yan Changqing’s silent and expressionless profile, he whispered to Buddha in his heart. Not waiting for him to speak, he reacted extremely quickly and continued by himself: 

“This slave… …This slave knows that it’s not appropriate, please do not be angry. This slave will have them go back…” 

Before the words were finished, a female voice that was a bit angry suddenly came from behind. “What a bold slave to actually dare to refute the face of Ben Gong!” 

This “slave” was clearly for the little eunuch, but secretly it was about Yan Changqing. Xue Zhaoyi strode into the courtyard with a belly that was not prominent. 

On the way here, she made up her mind, she must give the male pet who didn’t know what was good or bad a lesson, so that he can know what can be played with and who was the future empress of the harem! 

However, all her thoughts became blank the moment Yan Changqing slowly turned around. 

Xue Zhaoyi looked at Yan Changqing’s face in disbelief. 

How could this man look so similar to her!

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