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Chapter 230 Dancing in the Snow, the Truth of What Happened Back Then
He finally stopped when the girl in his arms was trembling slightly and seemed to be having trouble breathing.

Looking down at her, the girl seemed both angry and resentful, her allure astonishing.

His eyes darkened slightly, and he gently traced his fingers across her delicate cheek, asking with a half-smile, "Should I agree?"

She glared at him upon hearing this.

After a long while, he closed his eyes as if in resignation: "Whatever."

He smiled, then lowered his head again.

Inside the house, only the soft clanging of chains could be heard, like weeping.
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His Highness the Crown Prince is taking his concubine back to her parents' home.

Qin Rusong felt like he was dreaming when he received the message.

He thought that after that incident, the Crown Prince would never set foot in the Prime Minister's residence again.

But the matter has been decided, and whether we like it or not, we have to start preparing.

He instructed the steward to prepare properly and then got up to go find his wife.

As for Zhang, she fell ill ever since her daughter visited that day.

I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong, but I just feel uneasy, weak all over, and it's really uncomfortable lying in bed.

When she heard that the master had arrived, she merely moved her eyes but did not get up.

"Madam, what's wrong?"

Qin Rusong took off his cloak and handed it to the nanny, frowning as he looked at the room with the gauze curtains hanging down.

Zhang always prided himself on his noble lineage, so it was almost unheard of for him to be lying in bed in broad daylight like this.

Granny Zhao also harbored resentment towards this son-in-law; if it weren't for him, the lady wouldn't be in this situation.

However, he didn't show what he was thinking on his face, and only said, "The weather has turned cold recently, and the lady was not careful and caught a chill. The doctor said she needs to rest."

The subtext is: if you have nothing to do, get out of here and don't disturb your wife's recovery.

"Sick? Why didn't you send someone to notify them?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that no one answered. Only then did he belatedly remember that because of what had happened before, he had specifically instructed Madam Xingbu to send someone to disturb Qingqiu Courtyard, where he had been staying all this time.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Qin Rusong's face. He coughed lightly, told the old woman to stay, and went inside himself.

Seeing his lack of tact, Granny Zhao wanted to stop him, but in the end she said nothing.

Zhang had already heard the voice, but she didn't want to see the person, so she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
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"Miss, the master has gone to visit the madam."

Hongxing came in from outside and relayed the news she had just received to her young mistress: "Granny Zhao sent someone to say that the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess will bring their concubines back to the Prime Minister's residence in three days."

The girl, who was intently applying ointment to the back of her hand, paused for a moment: "I understand."

Hongxing saw all this and wanted to say something, but she didn't know how.

Ever since the day Miss had the accident, Miss seems to have become a different person. She locks herself in her room all day and will not go out unless absolutely necessary.

I don't know what they're thinking now, it's really...

"Is my dance costume ready?"

Just as Hongxing was feeling dejected and wondering whether she should go out, she was suddenly called back.

She paused for a moment: "A dance costume?"

Then he nodded: "The brocade shop delivered it two days ago. Would you like to take a look, Miss?"

She muttered this to herself. The young lady had been learning to dance since she was a child and was originally planning to make a name for herself in the talent show. But who would have thought that the talent show would be canceled this year because of the invasion of South Vietnam.

Now that it's winter again, I thought Miss wouldn't dance anymore. But a month ago, she suddenly sent someone to Jinxiu Workshop and spent a fortune to make an extremely beautiful dance dress. I wonder what she's planning to do...

"Bring it here so I can see it."

Qin Qionghua spoke, and Hongxing naturally nodded.

As the footsteps receded, she looked up at the window, her eyes gleaming with an unknown light.

A moment later, Hongxing's voice returned. Just as she was calling for someone, Qin Qionghua suddenly spoke up: "Third sister is coming back. Has she sent an invitation to Prince Murong?"

Hongxing's smile froze, and she wondered if she had misheard: "Huh?"
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The carriages from the Eastern Palace proceeded smoothly towards the outside of the palace.

It snowed heavily last night, and everything is covered in white.

In this kind of weather, even attending court is unnecessary, yet the Crown Prince is willing to take his concubine to visit the Prime Minister's residence. What else could it be but affection?
Everyone was filled with envy for the only female head of the Eastern Palace.

Meanwhile, the person being envied was being held in someone's arms, tasting the rouge on their lips.

The girl's eyes sparkled, her red lips shimmered, and she was incredibly beautiful in the dim candlelight.

"So good."

Chu Junyan looked at the girl with satisfaction, his gaze turning slightly cold as it swept over her neck, which was wrapped with a dark green ribbon, but he quickly looked away.

Qin Su remained indifferent, giving him little reaction unless absolutely necessary.

However, it seems that her reaction is not very important to men.

She was like a pet he cherished; he would coax and hug her when he wanted, and if he didn't, no one could object even if he killed her.

Before the man could do anything else, she tilted her head and buried her face in his chest, looking like she was being coquettish, which stopped him from continuing.

Where no one could see her, Qin Su frowned slightly; she was indeed in a bad mood.

Just as she guessed, she never found a chance to enter someone's dream again after that, not even the system could.

He began to become wary and resistant.

The outcome was more complicated than she had imagined.

Chu Junyan was more troublesome than she had imagined, and for the time being, even she couldn't find a suitable breakthrough.

But this trip back to the Prime Minister's residence might be an opportunity.

This is also why she was willing to "compromise".

Chu Junyan could naturally sense the girl's subtle resistance, but as long as it wasn't too excessive, he didn't mind.

His slender fingers gently patted the girl's back, with a touch of tenderness and intimacy. Where she couldn't see, his eyes were exceptionally deep.

Whether she likes it or not, as long as she's in his arms, that's enough.

Walking in the snow is indeed time-consuming, but no matter how time-consuming it is, you can still reach your destination.

When they arrived at the Prime Minister's residence, Qin Rusong and his entire family were already waiting to greet them at the gate.

Even Zhang, who was "sick," was pulled out and waited at the door.

Aunt Xu was also there, hidden in the crowd, looking excitedly and expectantly in the direction of the palace.

Aunt Qiu didn't come. Although she had finished her postpartum confinement, she was still not clean and hadn't been able to leave her room these days.

In addition, her relationship with Qin Su was not good, and for various reasons, Qin Rusong did not send anyone over.

Qin Wanrou did come.

The girl, who used to be arrogant and domineering because of her father's favor, seemed to have matured a lot these days. She stood quietly behind her second sister, not drawing any attention.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, when everyone felt ice-cold all over and their limbs felt like they didn't belong to them, they finally heard the excited voice of the scout servant: "They're here! The carriage is here..." In an instant, everyone seemed to come alive and busied themselves.

Inside the carriage, Chu Junyan was personally tidying up the hair of the person in his arms, straightening the slightly crooked hairpins.

"do not move."

Qin Su tried to avoid him, but he held her face so she couldn't move.

Seeing that beautiful, almost flawless face looking at her so earnestly, even though she had been in a bad mood, she couldn't help but feel a little flutter in her heart.

But she quickly suppressed it.

She didn't speak until the man removed his hand, saying, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Chu Junyan raised an eyebrow slightly: "Finally willing to speak to me?"

The girl glanced at him, then lowered her brows, like a delicate porcelain beauty, cold and lifeless.

Chu Junyan's smile remained unchanged. It didn't matter; he had plenty of time to waste.

What he wants will eventually be hers.
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"Be careful."

The carriage came to a steady stop at the entrance of the Prime Minister's residence. His Highness the Crown Prince, dressed in a dark black cloak and with a golden and jade-like appearance, stepped down from the carriage first.

Then he turned around and kindly helped someone off the car.

The people from the Prime Minister's residence naturally recognized who it was, and were inexplicably surprised. "Third Miss, when did you become like this... How should I put it, you have a kind of otherworldly beauty."

"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince, greetings, Your Highness the Concubine..."

Everyone snapped out of their daze, bowed, and knelt on the ground.

The Crown Prince, however, seemed oblivious, leading the person to the eaves before lazily saying, "No need for formalities."

"Your Highness, a banquet has been prepared at the manor, where you will gather around the fireplace in the garden to enjoy the snow. Would you and the Empress like to rest for a while?"

Qin Rusong stepped forward with a smile and asked.

Chu Junyan did not answer, but looked at Qin Su: "What do you think, my beloved consort?"

With just one sentence, everyone's attention turned to Qin Su.

But they only looked at her discreetly; nowadays, no one dares to look her in the eye.

Qin Su twitched her fingers, trying to pull her hand out of the man's grasp.

Unfortunately, the moment she moved, the man gripped her even tighter.

The girl wore a fox fur cloak, the white fur trim highlighting her delicate and ethereal face, with features as beautiful as a painting.

However, her expression was somewhat listless, as if she wasn't very emotional about anything. Even when she heard the Crown Prince's considerate inquiry, she didn't seem very happy.

She pursed her lips slightly before saying, "There are too many people."

"Forehead……"

Qin Rusong was taken aback and subconsciously looked at the Crown Prince.

Chu Junyan laughed: "Why is Prime Minister Qin looking at me like that? Can't you understand what the Consort is saying?"

When Qin Rusong saw his smile, he inexplicably thought of the scene of his cheap niece being punished that day, and his heart tightened: "I understand. In that case, everyone should go back first."

After the words were spoken, the others naturally retreated in twos and threes, but none of them dared to surpass the Crown Prince and his group.

Qin Rusong personally led the group forward. Qin Qionghua paused, standing still and looking at the tall and upright figure. Her gaze gradually hardened, as if she had made up her mind.

Aunt Xu kept secretly observing her daughter from the crowd. She hadn't seen her for so long, and she thought she really missed her.

But when she saw Qin Su for the first time, she was stunned, truly stunned.

Was that person really her Sangsang?

However, before she could think for long, her maid urged her to leave quickly: "Madam, please go back quickly. The eunuch from the Crown Prince's side just reminded you that the Consort will come to see you before the banquet."

In an instant, Aunt Xu had no time to think about anything else, and she was faster than a maid: "Let's go, let's go quickly, we can't keep Her Highness waiting."

As she was saying this, she happened to pass by the mistress and met a pair of gloomy eyes. She was startled and almost begged for forgiveness and apologized.

But quickly remembering her current status, she gave a perfunctory smile: "Madam, I shall take my leave now. Her Majesty is waiting for me."

Zhang's fingers tightened around the handkerchief, suppressing the urge to mock her. She raised her chin and said with feigned modesty, "Then you should go back now."

"Thank you very much, Madam."

After Aunt Xu finished speaking, she turned and left, her relaxed and cheerful figure making her seem ten years younger.

Zhang saw everything, and after a while, she looked away and coughed a few times: "Where is the eldest young lady?"

The maidservant beside her looked around: "He was just here. I didn't see him..."
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Qin Su followed the Crown Prince forward, remaining quiet and well-behaved the whole way.

While trying to talk to the Crown Prince, Qin Rusong secretly glanced at his daughter.

No further details can be discerned, but judging from the fact that the two held hands the whole way without letting go, his third daughter must be very much favored by the Crown Prince.

Suddenly, he noticed that the Crown Prince had stopped and looked at him with some surprise: "Your Highness, is something the matter?"

Chu Junyan remained silent, lowering his head to ask Qin Su, "What's wrong?"

Qin Su kept her eyes fixed on the frozen river in the distance for a while before speaking, "I want to go take a look."

Qin Rusong was puzzled and wondered why they weren't going back to their rooms to rest on such a cold day. Was it really fun to stay outside in the cold wind?
But it wasn't his place to speak here.

Because the Crown Prince had already spoken: "Then let's go."

As Chu Junyan was about to lead his men over, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, as if something had broken free.

Qin Rusong, who was standing right next to him, saw everything clearly. He was about to ask what was wrong with His Highness when he was glared at fiercely.

His heart skipped a beat, thinking that the Crown Prince disliked being followed, and he subconsciously stopped in his tracks.

Qin Su didn't notice anything amiss with the man. After hearing her agree, he walked forward.

But after only a few steps, a familiar hand suddenly grabbed my hand.

A surge of inexplicable annoyance welled up in her chest. She raised her beautiful eyes and glared at him, her tone filled with barely suppressed resentment: "I thought the Crown Prince was a man of his word."

Just as Qin Rusong was wisely preparing to leave with his men, giving the Crown Prince and his companion some space, he happened to overhear these words, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly:
No, has Qin Sangsang gone mad? How dare she speak to the Crown Prince like that?
Chu Jiang, who had just woken up, was also somewhat bewildered upon hearing this, and asked with a hint of confusion, "Sang Sang, what are you talking about?"

Qin Su stiffened for a moment, her eyes quickly scanning the screen display beside the man.

When the familiar name came into view, she was momentarily dazed.

"Sangsang, what's wrong with you...?"

Seeing the girl's eyes suddenly turn red, Chu Jiang panicked and instinctively wanted to pull her into his arms.

But before he could finish speaking, his hand was violently shoved away: "Don't touch me!"

This time, not only him, but everyone—especially Qin Rusong—was so shocked their eyes almost popped out of their sockets:
Good heavens, what happened? Is it too late to sever ties with my daughter?
Qin Su shook off the man's hand and ran headlong toward the painted bridge. Chu Jiang's eyes narrowed, and without thinking, he chased after her, grabbing her arm and asking, "Where are you going?"

"Get out of my way! This is none of your business, I don't need your help!"

The girl started making a scene, punching and kicking him, acting like a spoiled brat. Qin Rusong almost fainted: Is Heaven going to destroy my Qin family?
The more she acted this way, the more uneasy Chu Jiang felt. What had happened? Why was Sang Sang like this?
Tell me, has someone bullied you?

With just that one sentence, the girl, who was previously going crazy, burst into tears.