Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

Chapter 207 The Living Abandoned Empress of the Cold Palace X The Invading Unruly Buddhist Son 41

"But I have been cared for by my aunt since I was young, and I dare not forget her. My aunt means so much to me. I also want to marry the Crown Prince as his concubine under my aunt's witness. If anything happens to my aunt... I will not let her go."

Yun Qian spoke loudly, each word spoken with determination.

"In that case, I will arrange for someone to escort you there. Qianqian, please leave as soon as possible and come back soon."

Yun Qian bowed slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and tears filled her eyes. Seeing her looking at him with trust and gratitude, Qi Heyao's doubts also dissipated.

Qi Heyao was speechless for a moment, just looking at his fiancée quietly. He reached out to brush away the strand of hair on Yun Qian's temple.

Unexpectedly, someone close to Qi Heyao came to inform him that there was something important waiting for him to deal with. The man gave Yun Qian a last reluctant look before leaving. Yun Qian stood in the quiet corridor, lowering his head in thought, a slight frown between his brows.

She decided to leave the system in the palace, ordering it to look after Queen Yun and to pay close attention to Yun Piao's health. This was the first time she and the system had been apart since they became partners.

She originally thought that although the system was sometimes as childish as a toddler, it was, after all, a small machine that followed rules and didn't talk much. However, she didn't expect it to actually "cry".

"Host, are you sure you don't want to take me with you? What if we encounter any danger?" The system's voice sounded a little choked, like a wronged child.

Yun Qian sighed helplessly, "It's more important for you to stay in the palace than to come with me. Queen Yun's condition is unstable, and you must ensure her safety. I'm only going to the West Hill Pond to get something, it's not dangerous."

The system was still a little worried: "But...but we have never been apart!"

Yun Qian pursed her lips and smiled, softly soothing her, "Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as possible. Don't overthink it, just stay in the palace. Remember, if necessary, give her the medicine..." She gently tapped her forehead with her fingertips, as if comforting a child, and then took out the longevity pills she had ground into powder. Each pill cost a thousand points, which was not cheap...

The system was silent for a moment, and finally responded in a low voice: "Then host, I am not with you, you must be careful."

The carriage slowly drove out of the imperial city and headed towards the shore of the West Mountain Pond.

The scenery along the way was picturesque, and the weather gradually turned cooler. The bleak weather made people feel sluggish, but Yun Qian's mind could not relax. Her hand kept touching the brocade bag in her arms. It contained the essential items for her old trade, a backup plan she had prepared for herself.

Yet, her doubts lingered: Who had attacked the Queen? Had the Dzi been tampered with, and why at this particular moment? All these clues seemed to point to a hidden and dangerous situation.

I'm afraid everything depends on that person.

Just as Yun Qian was thinking, suddenly, the driver's voice came from outside: "Miss, there is a monk blocking the road ahead, saying he wants to see you."

Yun Qian parted the curtain and saw a monk standing quietly in the middle of the road. He wore a cassock and held a staff. His features were serene, his smile mysterious, yet he exuded an undeniable majesty. Isn't that... Master Huimi? It's been a long time since I've seen the abbot of Qianqiu Temple.

Yun Qian was puzzled and quickly got out of the car. He quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Master Huimi, why are you here?"

Huimi nodded slightly, his eyes piercing with depth. He didn't answer directly, but instead clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist mantra: "Sir, I haven't seen you for a long time. I happened to be passing by today, and I've come here to repay your kindness. The road ahead is dangerous, so I advise you not to go to the West Mountain Pond."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qian was initially surprised by his sudden change to respectful attitude, and then became even more puzzled: "Abbot Huimi, this trip is of great importance. Please tell me what dangers lie ahead."

Hui Mi still didn't give a direct answer, but smiled calmly: "There are some things that I can't say much about before the right time. But you must remember that although Buddhism can protect people temporarily, it cannot change fate. If you force it, there may be unexpected changes."

Yun Qian's heart trembled slightly as she listened. Hui Mi's tone hinted at an unsettling premonition. She gritted her teeth and said solemnly, "Master Hui Mi, no matter what, Yun Qian thanks you for your reminder. It's just... I have to go."

Hui Mi looked at her quietly for a moment, as if trying to understand her determination. Finally, she sighed and said, "In that case, benefactor, please be careful."

After saying this, he stepped aside to make way without saying another word. Yun Qian looked at him deeply, bowed, and got on the carriage.

The sky was originally clear and cloudless, and the sun shone through the layers of mountains, tinting the early winter forest with a thin layer of gold. The carriage drove along the winding mountain road, the ruts rolling over the stones making a subtle sound. The surroundings were so quiet that only the low hum of the wind blowing through the pine branches could be heard.

However, just as we passed the mountainside, the sky suddenly darkened, as if someone had drawn down a heavy curtain. Dark clouds rolled in from the horizon, so thick they threatened to droop down to the mountaintop. The wind began to blow fiercely, no longer a gentle breeze, but a biting chill that scraped across exposed skin like a sharp blade.

A dull roar of thunder echoed in the distance, like the roar of the heavens. Following it, a torrential downpour followed, arriving suddenly and without warning. Bean-sized raindrops slammed frantically onto the roof and the ground, sending up countless splashes. The once smooth dirt road was instantly washed into a slushy mess by the rain, and the wheels sank deeply into the mud, making an irritating creaking sound.

"Girl, the road ahead is tough!" the driver shouted in the rain, but his voice was drowned out by the strong wind and thunder. The horses neighed in fear, their front hooves raised high, and they nearly overturned the carriage.

Yun Qian pulled aside the curtains, and a cold wind mixed with raindrops hit her face, forcing her to squint. She looked up and saw the rain as thick as a curtain, completely obscuring the view at the end of the mountain path. The surrounding trees were blown this way and that, their branches cracking harshly, as if they might fall at any moment.

She gritted her teeth, held onto the unstable carriage, and said in a deep voice, "Keep going! Don't stop!"

"call out!"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded in the rain. Yun Qian had not noticed anything unusual yet. She saw a cold light coming towards her. With a "swoosh", the sharp arrow was nailed to the wooden frame of the car window. The tail of the arrow was still trembling, almost brushing against her hair.

The rain slid down the arrow shaft, reflecting a cold light. The shocking distance seemed to be silently mocking her previous unpreparedness.