"This..." A strange feeling rose in Sang Luo's heart, but she suppressed it.
She didn't think Yan would be that kind of person.
"It's fine, I don't mind. He didn't lie to me or deceive me. If he really has unspeakable difficulties, I will definitely help him."
Yun Qi was stunned, "Your Highness!"
"Alright, if there's nothing else, go back and rest." Her voice carried displeasure.
Yun Qi stood up and saluted, "...Your Highness, I apologize. I caught a cold yesterday and felt unwell, so I said some things I shouldn't have. I'll take my leave first."
"Yes, if you're not feeling well, rest properly. You don't need to come here often in the future. I have many people serving me, I don't need another side husband like you."
Yun Qi suppressed the bitterness in his heart and bowed as he left.
Sang Luo closed her eyes for a long time, but the nameless fire in her heart was difficult to calm down. She ultimately didn't like others gossiping about Yan and saying bad things about him.
No matter how much Sang Luo liked Yun Qi, she never treated him as a beastman husband. Yan was the person she had recognized as her companion.
They had some unpleasant experiences, but before Yan left, he gave her all his cultivation and lifespan. Even if they didn't end up together, they were at least companions who had been together.
Yan also died when Sang Luo's feelings for him were at their deepest. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a white moonlight that she couldn't obtain... Sang Luo couldn't agree with what Yun Qi said, regardless of whether he was sincerely doing it for her own good or trying to sow discord between the princess and Yun Rong.
It was true that Yun Rong asked her for money, but since Ji Wan, the princess herself, was willing to spend money, and the two would eventually achieve a positive outcome, it wasn't a one-sided infatuation. Sang Luo didn't want to change any of it.
...
Plum Blossom Garden.
Kong saw Yun Qi return dejectedly and lock himself in his room. An entire night passed, and he didn't eat a single thing.
He was extremely anxious, asking the young master what had happened, but he couldn't get any information.
In the past, no matter how downcast the young master was, he would be happy after seeing the princess. But after returning yesterday, he became like this. It seemed that Young Master Yun Rong had really stimulated his young master. What should he do?
Kong wanted to beg the princess to coax the young master, but when he went over, he couldn't see the princess. The servants all told him to go back, using the excuse that "the princess is busy and can't see anyone."
No matter how slow-witted Kong was, he understood - his young master was being disliked by the princess.
The princess didn't like the young master from the beginning. Now, it was just returning to the original state. But having tasted the sweetness of light, who would be willing to return to the bottomless mud... Such a big gap in just a few days, probably no one could bear it.
"Alas!"
Little Monkey Kong shook his head and sighed.
The next day, with Kong's persuasion, Yun Qi barely ate something.
He had finally managed to nurse this body back to health, he couldn't let it collapse again.
The princess had spent so much effort helping him study medicine, if he couldn't even take care of his own body, how could he help others heal their illnesses and injuries?
After Yun Qi understood this, he no longer spent his days in颓废. He still brewed medicinal soup for the princess every day, and Sang Luo did not refuse his kindness.
But Yun Qi could feel that since he said those words that day, the princess's attitude towards him had become much colder, no different from the other male consorts in the back courtyard, respectful but distant.
This kind of indifferent neglect... was even more hurtful.
After a few more days, Yun Qi heard from the servants in the mansion that a secret realm had appeared in Qingqiu, and the princess was going to leave for a while to explore the secret realm and search for divine materials.
Secret realms were full of dangers, and one could easily get injured. Females were even more likely to be targeted by villains who wanted to rob them of their wealth and beauty.
Since marrying into the princess's mansion, Yun Qi had become a vase-like male consort, never showing his strength in front of others. In the rumors outside, he was just a good-for-nothing who could be bullied by anyone. In reality, he had grown up in life-and-death situations and had the blessing of the Ancient Bloodline, already reaching the Divine Venerate Perfection realm. Now that he had also learned a lot of medicinal knowledge, he believed that he was the most suitable candidate to accompany the princess to explore the secret realm.
He was no worse than his brother.
As long as he accompanied the princess every day, the princess's gaze would eventually fall on him...
But on the day the princess set off, Yun Qi arrived early and stood behind the distant corridor. He saw Princess Ji Wan and Yun Rong walking together, the harmonious atmosphere between the two making it difficult for outsiders to intrude.
Yun Qi held the cloak in his hand, all color draining from his face.
So the princess already had someone in mind.
It was never him.
Yun Qi's chest was extremely bitter and painful. He didn't understand why he felt so uncomfortable. The princess didn't belong to him, she had admitted it early on. From beginning to end, she had always liked Yun Rong.
He should have known that, shouldn't he?
People shouldn't covet treasures that don't belong to them.
Yun Qi forgot how he returned to his room that day. Afterwards, all he could see was the scene of the two of them together that day. He couldn't relieve the restlessness in his heart, instead, it was like a stormy sea, becoming even more turbulent.
The next time he heard news of Princess Ji Wan was half a month later.
The princess returned safely.
She was still accompanied by Yun Rong, the two of them inseparable all day long, often going out to shop and play.
These news were naturally known by the male consorts in the back courtyard of the mansion, who were always closely watching the princess's male consorts.
They knew they couldn't compare to Young Master Yun Rong, but they were quite disdainful of Yun Qi, who had won the princess's favor some time ago. Now that he had fallen out of favor, someone came to kick him while he was down.
"Oh, let me see who this is. Isn't this the princess's most beloved side husband, Yun Qi?" The young man in green said, and then burst out laughing, his eyes filled with thick sarcasm. "It's really true to his name, an abandoned plaything!"
Yun Qi coldly looked at the young man in green in front of him.
It was Yi Xing, a male consort who the princess used to dote on very much.
Ever since Yun Qi fell into the water and was rescued, the princess had never gone to Yi Xing's room again, instead, she had exclusively favored this ugly male consort. Yi Xing was extremely jealous of Yun Qi, and he always liked to provoke trouble openly and secretly.
Yi Xing glared and scolded coldly, "What kind of look is that! Just a plaything! Don't tell me you haven't figured out your own position?!"
"The princess favored you for a few days, but it was only because you looked somewhat similar to the young master of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, and treated you as a substitute!"
Saying that, he raised his head in disdain, "An ugly male with a disfigured face, can't even compare to a finger of that young master. Now that the real deal is here, who would take another look at the imitation jade——"
Bang!
Before Yi Xing could finish his words, he was smashed dozens of meters away by a force, falling to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood, the pain of his internal organs being crushed!
His face twisted in pain, and he glared at Yun Qi in anger and horror, "You! You dare to attack me!"
Saying that, he got up from the ground and was about to fight back angrily. Yun Qi waved his hand casually, and he flew and crashed into the wall again, the entire stone wall collapsing.
"If you don't want to die, get lost and don't bother me!"
The white-clothed youth's tone was colder and more dangerous than ever.
