t seemed that he was quite pleased with her reaction. However, her heart almost leapt out of her chest—it really was a bothersome guy.She glared fiercely at Ao Piao and patted her chest to calm down a...Chapter 6 No Relatives to Miss (Part 2)

"I'm fine, I've gotten used to being alone." [Friendly Reminder: This book's first update site is Baidu search for '151看書網'] Qi Lin smiled slightly and playfully turned around, picking up the last pastry on the plate and putting it in her mouth, "So delicious."

The girls just reacted and realized that Qi Lin had tricked them. They ran after her to chase and hit her, turning this quiet little courtyard into a happy little nest.

However, these girls having fun didn't know they were being watched.

Bu Yao looked at them through the branches. She had heard that a new person had come, but she hadn’t expected the newcomer to be so capable. However, Bu Yao glanced at the wooden barrel beside her and its construction was unfamiliar to her. The maidservants said it could wash clothes very quickly. Originally, she thought it was some strange thing, but unexpectedly, when she saw it for the first time, she felt somewhat familiar with it, yet couldn't identify what it was

Without any relatives, she was an individual, and in a sense, there was someone who somewhat resembled her—looking at Qilin's radiant smile, Buxiao had a faint smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Sensing that someone might be looking over here, Qilin raised her eyes to glance around but saw nothing other than a few leaves fluttering down. Was it just an illusion In a momentary daze, Qilin was caught by Qiaoer first, and the group started playing around together.

As winter approached, the wind grew stronger, and almost all the leaves on the trees had fallen off. The remaining ones would soon follow, drifting onto the water and flowing away.

Ziyn stood beside the river quietly observing everything. In his hand was a piece of letter paper detailing every move Qilin made recently—right down to how many sips she took in the morning or what words were exchanged with whom. Ziyn read it meticulously, as if savoring an artwork. At times, he would even lift the corners of his mouth, seemingly pleased.

Next to Ziyn sat a lone white-robed man on a bamboo chair. He was around nineteen years old, with a blue silk strip covering his eyes as though he couldn't see. His skin, as fair as jade, seemed almost translucent in the sunlight, and his black hair flowed neatly behind him, smooth and lustrous.

The man in white reached out and picked up the teacup beside him accurately, took a gentle sip, then said, "Your Highness, you look very cheerful."

Zi Yin put away the letter he was holding, plopped down on the tatami mat, finished off the tea on the table in one go. Finding it still not enough to conceal his mood, he grabbed a sake jug that Minor Servant had brought over and took a big swig before speaking again, "How could my state of mind compare with that blockhead’s"

"Your Highness has found a beauty; the blockhead would naturally be happy for you," the man in white called 'blockhead' placed his teacup aside, smiled slightly, and looked up as if gazing into the sky. After some time he said, "No family."

Zi Yin looked at the Blockhead and naturally understood what was implied by this sentence. But he did not elaborate, instead continuing to drink.

"Right, a month from now is when the annual preliminary competition of the Drunken Flower Pavilion's Hundred Flowers in Full Bloom contest starts," said the blockhead indifferently, as though merely mentioning an extremely ordinary matter. "I heard that about a year ago, a woman came to the Drunken Flower Pavilion; this woman managed to surpass the Queen of Flowers Peony with only one month’s time and claimed her position."

"Not long after I returned to the court, I had already heard about it. It's just that recently, there has been a lot of busy affairs in the royal court, and I didn't have an opportunity to go. Besides, the Emperor only just informed me about the matter concerning the妖女in White Tiger Mountain." However, from the looks of it, Feng Changqing seemed completely indifferent to the affair with the妖女and merely wanted Qin Xiao to vent his anger. Therefore, he didn't ask any further questions and thus no one noticed that he brought Qi Lin into the city.

Yumu nodded and lifted the corners of his mouth in agreement. He was still replaying Qi Lin's words in his mind.

I don't have a family.

How severe must her injuries be for her to speak so bluntly without any reservations, thought Yumu, imagining he could empathize with her completely.ay on campaigns for a long time. I heard of a poison that is yin-natured; those who take it over the long term will exhibit symptoms such as excessive sleepiness and weakness, along with hallucination...