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A familiar and precious zither lay in the courtyard.

This zither originally belonged to Jingchen Courtyard, but someone brought it over a few days ago.

Qi Yunli hesitated for a long time, but still sat down at the table and started playing the zither.

Her piano skills had become rusty without practice. Qi Yunli remembered how her mother had been very distressed when she first started practicing and told her not to practice anymore.

Qi Yunli especially loved the beauty of her mother playing the piano, so she endured the pain and persevered.

"girl."

The kitchen staff came over carrying a food box.

"This servant went shopping early this morning and heard from the teahouse owner at the alley entrance that the Marquis of Dingyuan's mansion and the Duke of Qi's mansion have broken off their engagement! The young master's engagement is completely null and void!"

Qi Yunli was distracted, and her fingertip accidentally hit the emblem under the strings, causing a drop of bright red blood to well up.

"Miss, the young master must have broken off the engagement because of you!" The nanny was overjoyed.

If you follow the right master, you'll live a life of luxury!

"That's his business," Qi Yunli said casually, but she was very annoyed inside.

She was increasingly unable to discern what tricks Wei Jun was planning to play.

"However, I also heard that the young master injured his arm for some reason these past few days and took leave from the morning court session today..."

"How bad is the wound?" Qi Yunli frowned.

"I don't know the specifics either."

Seeing that the young lady was also nervous, the nanny casually said, "I can tell that you still care about the young master. Take my advice, remember his good points and don't ignore him for too long..."

"What business is it of yours to interfere in my affairs?"

Qi Yunli glanced at the old woman out of the corner of her eye.

The old woman immediately shrank back.

She crossed the line.

The young master's requirements for them were that they not talk too much or cause trouble, and he would give them generous rewards.

But the old woman thought that if the young lady fell out of favor, the old women in the courtyard would have no use for their skills and would have to be dismissed.

"If you dare to say another word, then you need not come tomorrow." Qi Yunli ignored the bleeding and continued playing the zither.

The old woman knelt on the ground, sweat pouring down her face.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong."

For two consecutive nights, Qi Yunli had nightmares.

She dreamt that Wei Jun was covered in blood and collapsed in front of her, while her hands were also covered in blood.

When she woke up from the nightmare, she felt no joy, but rather a sense of loss and sadness, as if she had suddenly lost something precious.

A slight chill suddenly touched the corner of her eye, wiping away her tears.

In a daze, Qi Yunli opened her eyes wide and saw Wei Jun.

Wei Jun was unable to dodge in time and suddenly took two steps back, moving a distance from the bedside.

"You, why are you here?" Qi Yunli asked, her voice still trembling with the sobs of a dream.

I was missing you, so I came to check if you were asleep.

Wei Jun's Adam's apple bobbed. "I didn't mean to bother you... I'm leaving now."

As he turned around, Qi Yunli saw that his left hand was holding a thick gauze.

"How's your wound?"

Wei Jun turned around, somewhat surprised:

"It's a minor injury; it will heal quickly."

Qi Yunli didn't know what to say. The two of them stayed together and didn't talk much.

During their year at the Marquis's residence, she quietly ground ink while he wrote calligraphy and painted.

Or he might ask, and she would give a brief answer, nothing more.

Wei Jun hesitated for a moment and asked:

"My third sister's marriage proposal is in a few days. Would you like to come and watch it with me?"

Where can I watch it?

She wanted to see Wei Ruowei's important matter with her own eyes.

"The Marquis's residence," Wei Jun said expectantly, "the old lady has already agreed."

Qi Yunli was surprised, but she still agreed.

For several days in a row, Wei Jun came to the small courtyard and only returned to the Marquis's residence after having lunch and dinner.

In the afternoon, she casually picked up the book that Qi Yunli had been reading, resting her left arm on the desk, looking like a silly girl in a relaxed posture.

She said she wanted to sunbathe and recover from her injuries, just like Qi Yunli.

Qi Yunli didn't kick him out; this was originally a courtyard he had bought.

The two remained quiet. Qi Yunli had thought that Wei Jun, not being infatuated with her beauty, would soon grow tired of her.

Unexpectedly, Wei Jun has persisted until now, maintaining his composure and remaining just like the gentleman she remembered.

Despite the lack of lively atmosphere, Wei Jun was not bored at all. He would occasionally look up from his book at her with a smile.

Qi Yunli stumbled upon it by chance and was astonished, as if she had seen a ghost.

The nanny brought over sliced ​​fruits; the crystal pears were crisp and sweet.

Wei Jun took a few bites of the grapes, and finding them quite delicious, he gently placed them on Qi Yunli's desk.

In just a few days, Qi Yunli suddenly became a little confused.

During their year at the Marquis's residence, he was aloof and distant in the Jingchen Courtyard, while she was cautious and timid. Even when they were in the same place, there was an invisible wall between them.

But now, after spending several days together, she finds it quite nice to spend time with him like this every day.

She shook her head.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that I don't know how to apologize to my grandmother when I return to the Marquis's residence tomorrow."

Throughout the year, the old lady showed her great care, whether genuine or feigned, there was a certain affection involved.

But the old lady ordered Zhao to tie her up, and she didn't know how to face the old lady again.

"It's alright, Grandmother won't make things difficult for you."

Wei Jun had half of his hair draped over his shoulders and the other half standing up, giving him a youthful and spirited look.

"His Majesty has decreed that I shall inherit the title and shall no longer be the heir apparent, but a marquis."

Now, he's the one who calls the shots in the Marquis's mansion.

-

The Marquis of Dingyuan's mansion is holding a marriage contest.

Disciples of prominent families gathered both inside and outside the martial arts arena.

Wei Jun personally led Qi Yunli into the mansion. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she stood beside him, her expression a mixture of scrutiny, surprise, and amusement.

Marquis Dingyuan actually abandoned his original fiancée for a woman with no power or influence.

What's even more ridiculous is that the cousin who was staying at the Marquis's mansion actually dared to act as the master of the house.

With this status, she could only be a concubine at best.

"Madam," Qi Yunli bowed slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

She and her brother would find a way to repay the old lady's kindness.

But it's impossible for her to get close to the old lady again.

The old lady looked kindly at her. "It's good that you're back. Please sit down. Today is your third sister's wedding day. You should take a good look at her."

Many people passed by before Qi Yunli sat down, and they all greeted her with friendly smiles.

As soon as the two sat down, a servant in blue quickly walked through the crowd and found Wei Jun in the very center, saying something about the turmoil on the border.

"It's alright, as long as Prince Sheng goes to jail."

Qi Yunli, standing beside her, was slightly taken aback. She was so close that she could hear her clearly.

The servant beside him said again, "The Northern Di cavalry has already captured two cities. The imperial edict orders the Marquis to set out to retake them in three days. Could there be a trap involved...?"

"I have my reasons. Step down," Wei Jun interrupted coldly.

The hustle and bustle outside seemed like another world; Qi Yunli opened her mouth and heard her own voice:

"You... you're going to go out and fight?"