The Timeless Bride

Han Yuran, the Young Master of Yu Qing, and Jiang Shangheng were definitely part of the Crown Prince’s faction. The Rui Prince was eyeing the throne, so he sought her out.

But the gap in their social status was already laid bare before her, and she didn’t know what exactly the Rui Prince saw in her. Was it to threaten the Consort Xin? To win over Han Yuran and Jiang Shangheng?

It seemed plausible, but it was just her speculation without any real evidence.

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However, she knew one thing: her half-brother from the same mother was dangerous, and by extension, Consort Xin was also in danger. Han Yuran, the Young Master of Yu Qing, and Jiang Shangheng would likely have unstable days ahead. But once a person becomes entangled with the imperial court, how could there be any peace?

Gu Qingtong sat in the room for a long time, asking Green Fruit if Han Yuran had returned. She replied that he had not, but the matter at Zhiwei Pavilion had been suppressed, with few people discussing it.

“Tong’er,” Gu Qingtong’s thoughts were still chaotic when Ji Chen softly called her name and entered the courtyard.

“Orange?”

Ji Chen sent Green Fruit and Mang Xiang away, then whispered in her ear: “Tong’er, I heard you met Consort Xin at the Prince’s residence yesterday?”

“Yes.”

“My poor Tong’er.” Ji Chen hugged her, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes.

It seemed everyone around her thought she was pitiful and suffering, but Gu Qingtong herself was more confused about the current situation. She thought Ji Chen probably knew more than she did, but she couldn’t say much. This hesitation was not her usual style, but for now, she could only pretend.

Ji Chen saw her silence and thought she was deeply distressed, stroking her cheeks: “Tong’er, don’t be sad. Without parents or brothers, you still have me.”

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Hearing this, Gu Qingtong’s heart warmed, filled with emotion, and she held her hand: “Orange, having a friend like you is enough in this lifetime.”

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