Seeing Qiao Yiqing's abnormality, Xuan Mingche frowned deeply and strode to her side.

"Who is poppy?"

Qiao Yiqing's spine was cold when he was staring at him with a stiff expression, "I don't know."

"You really don't know?" Xuan Mingche seemed to not believe it.

Xuan Bing was confused by Xuan Mingche's reaction and quickly stepped forward and stared at Qiao Yiqing in confusion: "Qingqing, is the name Lan Yuemei called?"

Qiao Yiqing pretended to be calm and nodded: "It seems that he was screaming in a daze, and I didn't hear it very clearly."

Xuan Mingche and Xuan Bing heard this, although they were confused, they did not ask much.

Xuan Mingche didn't know whether Qiao Yiqing really didn't know or whether it was fake. If she knew, then she obviously didn't want to say more, and she would be bored by asking again.

"Qingqing, you are not well yet, so hurry up and go back and rest." Xuan Bing was worried about Qiao Yiqing's body.

Qiao Yiqing nodded, avoided Xuan Mingche's excessively hot sight, and walked quickly towards the bedroom.

Xuan Mingche was about to follow him, but Xuan Bing grabbed him.

"Xuan Mingche, Qingqing doesn't want to see you, don't wander around her."

Xuan Mingche frowned in anger, and waved his fist at Xuan Bing, warning in a deep voice: "Xuan Bing, I'll warn you again. This is a matter between us and our wife. You don't need an outsider to intervene. As long as you dare to hit Qiao Yiqing, don't blame me for being rude!!!"

Xuan Mingche endured Xuan Bing again and again, but he didn't want to make Qiao Yiqing angry. However, Xuan Bing is too arrogant and doesn't teach him a lesson. He really treats himself as a scallion.

Xuan Bing wiped the blood at the corner of her mouth and stared at Xuan Mingche's back as he was rushing away angryly, feeling full of reluctance.

At this time, Qiao Yiqing had just returned to the bedroom and collapsed on the chair like mud. Zi Zhu, who was holding the medicine in, was shocked.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

Zi Zhu rushed in with the medicine, put the medicine bowl on the table, and hurried to Qiao Yiqing.

Qiao Yiqing closed her eyes, rubbed her temples, her brows tightly, and her expression was a little dim.

"Miss - Miss -" Zi Zhu called out twice anxiously.

Qiao Yiqing raised her hand and waved her hand: "I'm fine, I'm just a little exhausted, just take a rest."

"Exhaustion? Why is this happening? I'll find an imperial physician to take a look." As he said that, Zi Zhu hurriedly turned around and wanted to go out.

Qiao Yiqing grabbed her, "No need, just take a rest."

Zizhu didn't know what was going on, but Qiao Yiqing knew her condition.

Xuan Mingche's questioning still echoed in her heart, making her feel powerless.

"Okay, Miss, let's drink the medicine first. Zizhu will prepare snacks for you."

Qiao Yiqing nodded and agreed.

After drinking medicine and eating, Qiao Yiqing went to the bed to rest very early.

The previously bursting evil force broke through the limit of her body. After these two days of recuperation, it was much better.

Qiao Yiqing was sleeping in a drowsy place and woke up early.

The palace maid outside heard the sound inside and hurriedly ran in to serve.

Qiao Yiqing rubbed her forehead and asked, "When is it now?"

The palace maid responded respectfully: "Now the hour of Xu." (19:00 to 21:00 Beijing time)

Qiao Yiqing went to bed in the afternoon, but she didn't expect that it would be at night after waking up.

After continuing to sleep, she couldn't sleep anymore, so she thought she would rather go out for a walk.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yiqing got up from the couch and said, "Sustain me to change my clothes."

The palace maids came forward respectfully to serve.

Qiao Yiqing thought of Lan Yuemei's injuries and asked, "How is your Holy Son?"

"Everything is fine for His Highness the Son. After drinking the medicine, I will no longer whisper."

Qiao Yiqing nodded. Thinking of his injuries and Lan Muqing's death, she was still a little confused, "I killed Lan Muqing, and the court would be logically not so quiet."

Upon hearing this, the palace maid looked at Qiao Yiqing with some caution and replied: "Miss Qiao is wise, it is His Highness the Holy Son who blocked the news, saying that His Highness Mu Qing died of sudden illness."

Qiao Yiqing nodded in understanding. It seemed that Lan Yuemei was good to her. She even blocked her such a big thing and blocked her.

"Okay, you go down, I'll go out for a walk--" Qiao Yiqing finished dressing and planned to go out for a break.

The palace maid was a little worried: "But it's too late now. Miss Qiao will go out at this time - will she?

Qiao Yiqing said while walking out: "I have been sleeping for so long, but I can't fall asleep anymore."

As she said that, she had walked out of the bedroom despite the dissuasion of the palace maids.

Qiao Yiqing took advantage of the moonlight and admired the garden and pond while walking.

I couldn't help feeling much more at the sound of frogs.

I don’t know how long I left, Qiao Yiqing heard a sigh from the pond: “Oh——”

Qiao Yiqing brows frivolously and approached the pond curiously.

I saw a woman in a blue dress sitting by the pond, tearing the petals and throwing them into the water piece by piece.

"Nuoer?" Qiao Yiqing looked closely and saw the woman's identity.

Xia Nuoer was shocked by Qiao Yiqing's voice and immediately turned her head.

"Yiqing? Why are you here?"

Qiao Yiqing raised her lips slightly and smiled jokingly, "It seems that I should ask this sentence. Why are you still sitting here alone so late?"

Xia Nuoer was a little guilty when Qiao Yiqing smiled, turned her head and replied unnaturally: "I didn't do anything, I'm just bored, come out for a walk."

"Is that true?" Qiao Yiqing spoke and asked Xia Nuoer very embarrassed.

She said hesitantly: "Yes-Yes-Of course yes."

Qiao Yiqing walked to her side, sat down, looked at Xia Nuoer's side, and smiled unfathomablely: "I don't think so. You have a lot of thoughts on your face and keep sighing."

Xia Nuoer was seen by Qiao Yiqing's sharp eyes and had nowhere to hide. She turned her head awkwardly and refused to look at her: "Yiqing, I'm really fine."

"Oh, don't you really treat me as a friend, don't you want to tell me about it without hiding it?" Qiao Yiqing shook her head sadly.

When Xia Nuoer heard this, she became a little anxious. She turned her head and grabbed Qiao Yiqing's hand and explained: "No, no, how could I not treat you as a friend? Everything you did to me has long surpassed that of a friend."

"Then you are still hiding it from me!" Qiao Yiqing was dissatisfied.

Xia Nuoer looked at Qiao Yiqing with a weak look and sighed helplessly. After struggling for a long time, she finally made up her mind: "Okay, I'll tell you, but you must not tell others about this, especially Xuan Mingyu."

"Hmm? It has something to do with Xuan Mingyu?" Qiao Yiqing became even more confused.

Xia Nuoer nodded, with a little melancholy expression: "Well, she likes Cang Hanlin."

Qiao Yiqing was shocked and was a little aware of the interaction between Xuan Mingyu and Cang Hanlin on weekdays.

"So, do you like Cang Hanlin too?" Qiao Yiqing thought about it carefully and guessed Xia Nuoer's thoughts.

"I--" Xia Nuoer raised her head and looked at Qiao Yiqing in pain. She spit out a word but couldn't continue.

"Nuoer, it's nothing wrong with liking someone. Since you like it, try to fight for it, instead of complaining about yourself here." Qiao Yiqing held her hand and comforted her earnestly.

"Oh, Yiqing, you don't know that I have always had a knot in my heart. It's so uncomfortable to get stuck here." Xia Nuoer lowered her head in pain and bit her lips.

"What knot?"

"Cang Hanlin is the young master of the Cang Han clan. You know that the Cang Han clan and the Xuanming clan have always been hostile. He once led the army to attack our Xuanming clan and hurt many Xuanming clan members. What's more, he also killed the Xuanming clan leader. The clan leader treated me well and had been kind to me, but was brutally killed by him. You call me - call me - how can you be with him!!!"

After Xia Nuoer finished speaking, she burst into tears and covered her cheeks and started to sob.

When Qiao Yiqing heard this, she finally understood Xia Nuoer's pain.

I clearly love each other deeply, but I can’t love each other because of hatred.

Why didn't she be unable to face Xuan Mingche for some reason?

Thinking of this, Qiao Yiqing felt sympathy for Xia Nuoer.

"Nuoer, what do you say about Cang Hanlin? What is his attitude?"

Xia Nuoer sobbed and shook her head: "He asked me out tonight and confessed his feelings, but I rejected him."

"So he likes you, did you tell him the reason for rejection?"

"I said I didn't like him, I couldn't be with him."

Xia Nuoer was very painful and it was heartbreaking to see.

Qiao Yiqing sighed helplessly: "Oh, Nuoer, you are so stupid, why don't you tell him?"

"What's the use of telling him? If you tell him, the patriarch will not be resurrected from the dead, nor will he erase his harm to the Xuanming clan. It's useless--wow------------------------------------------------------------------------

Xia Nuoer sobbed and said intermittently.

"I cannot be a sinner of the nation, I cannot marry an enemy of the nation - wuwuwu-"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yiqing hugged Xia Nuoer pity and comforted her: "You don't, you are a good girl. I have no right to speak about feelings, because this is your own fate and destiny, you have to grasp it yourself. It is not easy to love, you must cherish it."
To be continued...