Her hair was cloud-like and beautiful! She opened her eyes and found herself back in the third year

Chapter 67 Running Towards Him

Qin Yizhen ordered someone to invite Wang Xianrong in.

Seeing that her face was pale and bloodless, and that she seemed to be about to collapse without the help of a maid, he shook his head helplessly and asked the maid to bring her a chair.

"Since you're not feeling well, you should just rest. Why are you out here? If there's anything urgent, just have a maid run an errand for you."

"I have a favor to ask of the princess."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yizhen's heart skipped a beat. She was already regretting letting Cheng Yan take a concubine. Now, there was this problem today and that problem tomorrow.

Qin Yizhen recalled Cheng Yan's attitude and was really afraid that Wang Xianrong would bring up having children again.

"I have been ill for two days and I miss my parents' home. I wonder if I can go back to my parents' home today?"

Qin Yizhen breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but after thinking for a moment, she shook her head: "These past few days have not been peaceful in Qindu. Since you are not feeling well, you should stay at home. If you miss your family, I will send someone to the Wang family to ask them to come and visit you."

"Princess, I wish to return to the royal family. Please grant me permission."

Qin Yizhen frowned slightly, feeling somewhat displeased: "I said, since you are sick, you should take good care of yourself. If you go back to your parents' home when you are this sick, others will think that my Cheng family has bullied you and made you suffer."

"Go back and rest peacefully. I will have the royal family come to see you."

Although Qin Yizhen is usually easy to talk to, those are all trivial matters that she doesn't take to heart.

She felt it was inappropriate for Wang Xianrong to go back to her parents' home today, and offered a solution: have Wang's family come to see Wang Xianrong. However, Wang Xianrong insisted on going back to her parents' home and wouldn't listen to her. Naturally, she was unhappy.

Wang Xianrong's face was terribly pale. She wanted to say something more, but Qin Yizhen didn't want to hear her say anything more.

"Help Aunt Wang back to rest, and send someone to tell the Wang family that Aunt Wang is ill and misses her family, and ask them to come and visit her."

"Yes."

The maidservant obeyed and went forward to invite Wang Xianrong back to Cuiwei Courtyard: "Aunt Wang, please."

Wang Xianrong was somewhat unwilling and wanted to say something, but seeing that Qin Yizhen had already gotten up and walked towards the main room, she had no choice but to suppress her words.

"Since the princess does not agree, I will not go. I only wish to go back to my parents' home to pay respects to my mother. No one else is willing to see me, and there is no need for the Wang family to come."

The maid replied, "This servant will inform the princess."

Wang Xianrong nodded and had her maid help her leave.

Her health was indeed not very good; she walked slower than usual, and most of her strength was put on the hands of the maid.

The wind was a bit strong today, and she coughed lightly from time to time.

The maid escorted Wang Xianrong out of Chunxie Courtyard, then turned back and relayed Wang Xianrong's message to Qin Yizhen.

Qin Yizhen said, "Since she doesn't want the Wang family to come, then let her go."

"Tell her again that once she feels better after this period, she can go back to the Wang family to offer incense to her mother, so that she can also take good care of herself. Otherwise, her mother will feel sorry for her if she sees her like this."

Qin Yizhen, having also lost her mother, could naturally understand Wang Xianrong's longing for her mother, especially during her illness, when she missed her mother's warmth and care the most.

Thinking of this, Qin Yizhen went to a courtyard next to Chunxie Courtyard to offer incense to her mother, Consort Ping. She set up her mother's memorial tablet there, so that she could come and talk to her mother whenever she missed her, and also copy a few Buddhist scriptures.

When she came out again, the sky was overcast and a light drizzle had begun to fall.

Lü Qiao held up an oil-paper umbrella painted with lotus flowers to shield her from the rain.

"It's raining..." She reached out and caught a few raindrops that fell into her palm. The spring rain was cool and seeped into her heart, making her feel slightly cool and her thoughts clearer.

Many things from her previous life seemed vivid in her mind, with each scene flashing through her thoughts.

"Do you think Mother is reminding me to cherish the present moment, not to do anything I'll regret for the rest of my life, and to prevent those misfortunes from happening?"

Lü Qiao didn't quite understand, but when she didn't understand, nodding was the right thing to do: "What the princess says is true."

Cheng Yan did not return that day. Qin Yizhen slept alone that night, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. For the first time, she experienced what it meant to be sleepless with a lonely pillow.

I finally fell asleep, but then I had a nightmare.

The nightmare kept waking me up and down. Instead of getting a good night's sleep, I was left feeling completely exhausted. In the morning, I had dark circles under my eyes and my heart was pounding.

"Master Hou."

Qin Yizhen heard the maid's voice outside the room, put on her shoes, got out of bed, and ran outside.

After leaving the dormitory and entering the main hall, she saw him walking in from outside, so she quickly ran towards him and bumped into his arms.

Cheng Yan reached out and put his arm around her. Seeing that she was clinging to him and wouldn't let go, he looked worried and asked, "What's wrong? Did someone bully you?"

Although he loved her embrace and enjoyed it immensely, he was more worried that she might have been wronged, which was why she looked so pitiful and aggrieved.

I ran over without changing my clothes or putting on my shoes properly.

Qin Yizhen buried her head in his arms, and upon hearing this, she simply shook her head without saying a word. Her slender white fingers tightly gripped his clothes, and her face was pale and fragile.

Cheng Yan picked her up and carried her back to his bedroom, placing her on the bed. Only then did he ask Lü Qiao to send someone to fetch the royal physician.

"No need to invite me." Qin Yizhen grabbed his sleeve, her pale face slightly flushed.

She belatedly realized that going to see him like that and being carried back by him was somewhat inappropriate, and she felt a little shy.

"I...I just had another nightmare."

He reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Seeing her tired and pale face, he said slowly, "You can't sleep well and are troubled by nightmares. It's time to see if Mr. Hu came to have his pulse checked this month."

"Tomorrow is the fifteenth."

This physician, Mr. Hu, originally came from the Imperial Medical Academy. Later, he grew tired of official life and simply resigned to become the physician of the Marquis of Pingxi's residence.

He had no parents, wife, or children, and he didn't care about status or fame; he only wanted a peaceful life free from worries about food and clothing.

As usual, Mr. Hu would come to Qin Yizhen's place on the fifteenth of each month to take her pulse.

"If you're not feeling well, have him come and see you. It doesn't matter if it's the first or the fifteenth of the month. You should take care of your health."

Qin Yizhen nodded upon hearing this and leaned gently against his chest: "Then stay with me a little longer."

"Okay, okay, I'll stay with you. If there's nothing else, I'll stay home with you." Cheng Yan reached out and ruffled her hair, seeing her weak and haggard expression, he comforted her.

"I'll stay here with you. How about you lie down and take a nap?"