For three whole days, that damn man left me in this Han Yue Residence without a care or inquiry for three whole days. I, consumed by anger, smashed everything in the room. Although servants brought me three meals a day, the broken items were promptly replaced. But I felt tired from all the smashing. Oh god, am I in another extraordinary place?

Qinglian looked at me with little interest as I smashed the precious porcelain. She thought to herself, "If this were in the imperial palace, the empress wouldn't need such a grand gesture to attract attention. With just a slight cough, the emperor would abandon his duties and appear by her side. But here, the owner still hasn't come to see the empress, even after she has smashed more than twenty times. It's unbelievable. Looking at the empress, who has changed back into women's clothing, with her ethereal beauty, I shake my head in disbelief. Something strange is going on."

"Ah, I'll stop smashing. I'm exhausted," I threw away a beautifully crafted jade ruyi in my hand, and it made a crisp sound, indicating that yet another valuable treasure had turned into fragments.

"Your Majesty, you're not smashing anymore?" Qinglian intertwined her fingers, asking with an elegant expression, seeing the tired empress who had been throwing things.

I glanced at Qinglian from the corner of my eye and thought, "You silly girl, can't you see that I'm tired and smash things for me?" Qinglian was not afraid even when I glared at her. She continued to sit leisurely in her chair, dangling her small feet.

How enchanting. Fortunately, I'm a woman, or else I would have lost my soul to the empress. Although the empress probably thinks she's fierce when she glares at people, she doesn't realize that her glare would only scare away someone's soul. If we talk about dignity... it's practically zero.

I am not unaware that the current situation is disadvantageous for me. That man named Qiyun Tian brought me here and completely ignored me. I still don't understand why he claimed to be my husband. If we were a married couple and hadn't seen each other for four years, wouldn't it be appropriate to have tender feelings when we reunited? It doesn't make sense. There must be something else going on here. I pondered secretly. Every step I took made me believe that my thoughts were not wrong. As for how he knew about the mark on my body, I can only say that perhaps something happened between us before I lost my memory. Thinking to this point, I felt that he must be related to the incident of my memory loss. Should I use his strategy against him? But another voice in my head was screaming desperately, "Don't, don't find out. Forget it, don't... don't find out."

"Pain..." The voice in my mind screamed more and more painfully, causing my head to ache unbearably. A sound of pain escaped from my mouth, "Your Majesty!" Qinglian saw that I was about to fall and hurriedly got up to support me. But in an instant, a blur of blue flashed, and I was already securely held in Qiyun Tian's arms. Qinglian looked on expressionlessly as Qiyun Tian preempted her, his cold voice saying displeasedly, "Bold! Release her immediately." As Qinglian's words fell, Qiyun Tian's eyebrows furrowed tightly. His gaze shifted, and Mie, hidden in the darkness, received his master's command. He quickly disappeared, taking Qinglian, who was still unaware of the situation, away from Han Yue Residence. When Qinglian snapped back to her senses, she could still hear a delicate voice scolding in annoyance from a distance, "You blockhead, let go of me."

I woke up in a daze and met a pair of caring eyes. The first message that registered in my hazy mind was that he finally came. It seems that I don't need to smash things anymore.

Qiyun Tian had already scanned the surroundings, which were in a mess, before Pojun woke up. He felt that the current Pojun seemed more spirited than before. She had learned the tactics commonly used by women. Although he regretted losing the previous Pojun, he couldn't deny that he was more pleased with the current Pojun. Looking into Pojun's confused eyes, he sensed a familiar affection. When he looked closer, the familiarity disappeared without a trace.

I weakly pushed the man beside me but found that I couldn't move because I was already in his embrace. I said in a low, emotionless voice, "Let go of me."

For a moment, Qiyun Tian thought that Pojun had regained her memories. That cold expression and harsh tone made it seem like the cold-hearted Pojun had resurfaced. But it only lasted for a moment. With eyes filled with coldness, she slowly closed them again, and her vermilion lips no longer uttered any indifferent words.

"Sigh..." A sigh slipped out gently. Pojun, I understand your feelings. I understand your resentment. We've been together for over ten years. How could I be heartless? At that time, Qi Chengguo faced strong enemies from outside and power-hungry wolves inside, so I had to keep you, the general, to stabilize the situation. Marrying Yang Meiniang was for the same reason—I wanted to control Yang Yan and uproot him. However, I couldn't have predicted that I would develop feelings for you. Thinking back to that night, Qiyun Tian couldn't help but admit that he truly had feelings for her. He was originally someone who was not burdened by desires. There were few maids in the mansion, let alone any talk of desire. Even the renowned beauty of Qi Cheng had never stirred his heart. But on that night, when he faced her, who descended like a goddess, he felt emotions and used his heart.

However, at that time, I was already married to Meiniang, and a woman's reputation is the most important thing in her life. Since she became my wife, I couldn't ruin her life. But I couldn't let you go either. I knew you had feelings and resentment towards me. After understanding my own feelings, I couldn't help but want to possess you. But after you fell into Beichuan, I lost interest in romantic relationships. Although I had unavoidable affection for Meiniang, I never had any physical intimacy again.

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But ironically, four years later, in order to save Meiniang's life, I sent Mie to Beichen Palace to find medicine, and unexpectedly, he discovered you. Was it shock? Surprise? Or joy? When I coldly told Mie that there would be "no mercy," there was a fire in my heart—a jealous fire. I couldn't imagine you lying beneath someone else with the same seductive voice as that night. If it were true, I would prefer you to be dead. At least then, you would forever be mine.

It seemed that fate wanted you to come back. I couldn't suppress the excitement in my heart. I had to see you. As I looked at you, dressed as you were back then, with only a hairband covering the mark on your forehead, you were still the same as before. And there was a woman by your side who repeatedly called you "husband." How piercing that "husband" must be to you? It reminded me again and again of the decision I made back then, and what pained me even more was the phrase, "My thoughts are on your clothes, and my thoughts are on your appearance. Your beauty is incomparable to a phoenix's feathers." It was a thoughtless act I did for Meiniang, and I never intended for you to hear it.

Pojun, now I want to make amends. But there's another woman involved. Do you mind? Qiyun Tian asked the unconscious Pojun again, but the beautiful woman's eyes remained closed. Although her vermilion lips were slightly parted, no words came out.

Qiyun Tian felt that Pojun's body was gradually becoming cold again. He knew that the poison was acting up once more. Pushing aside his swirling thoughts, he lifted Pojun's body and walked to the edge of the bed. He let Pojun sit cross-legged, and then he sat behind her on the bed, placing his hands on her back. Slowly, he infused his true energy into her body.

After about the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Qiyun Tian slowly withdrew his power. Pojun, who had lost support, slumped backward. She lay in Qiyun Tian's embrace, and he felt that her body was no longer cold. A smile gradually formed at the corners of his mouth, but unfortunately, Pojun remained unconscious. Otherwise, she would have believed how much Qiyun Tian loved her.

"Your Highness, someone from the imperial city has arrived." Wen, who had watched his master grow up, and had also seen Pojun grow up, reported. He was the only one who knew Pojun's identity. He had long hoped that Pojun would become his master's wife. Unfortunately, fate played tricks on him. When his master returned with a woman who looked exactly like Pojun in his arms, he could tell that it was Pojun. Looking at his master, who was looking at the person in his arms with love, Wen knew that his wish had come true. His master had left Pojun in Han Yue Residence without any care for three days, but today he finally came to see her. However, he didn't expect someone from the imperial city to arrive precisely at this moment, which infuriated him to the point of almost fainting on the spot.

Qiyun Tian understood that it was inevitable sooner or later. After helping Pojun lie down, he pulled the thin blanket over her. He tenderly caressed her cheek with his large hand and then stood up. He walked to the door, taking light steps, and quietly closed it after the person outside had left. When he turned around and saw the smiling face of the old steward, he understood that the old steward had always cared for Pojun since she was young. Naturally, he was the happiest person now that she had returned.

"Now, where is the person who has arrived?" Qiyun Tian said calmly.

"Your Highness, I arranged for them to wait in the Yiyun Hall," the old steward answered with a serious tone.

"Alright, send someone to ask them to wait outside. Don't disturb the people inside the house," Qiyun Tian instructed. After he finished speaking, he gracefully left Han Yue Residence, paying no attention to how pleased the old steward, a man in his fifties, felt after hearing his instructions.

A man was currently leisurely sitting in the main seat, gently playing with the glass tea set in his hands. After looking around, he thought to himself how much he enjoyed life. He lived a more prosperous life than himself!

After receiving the news, he repeatedly contemplated and decided to come to Qi City. That incident from back then had always been a painful knot in his heart, and he had regretted his decision. He never believed that she had completely disappeared. That's why he had sent people to search for her in many ways. As early as three years ago, he learned that there was a woman in the Beichen Palace who greatly resembled Pojun. However, she had lost her memory, and the Beichen Emperor doted on her like a treasure. If she really was Pojun, it might not be a bad thing. Pojun had already sacrificed too much for Qi Chengguo.

What surprised him even more was that she had actually escaped from the Beichen Palace and traveled all the way to Qi City. He truly didn't understand. What was she thinking? And he didn't understand what the Beichen Emperor, who had always adored her, was thinking either. Or perhaps their relationship was beyond anyone's control?

"What exactly brings His Majesty to Qi City?" Qiyun Tian knew he would come when the old steward came to report. Naturally, he came for her.

Qiao Tian raised his eyes and looked at his younger brother, his gaze slightly subdued. He withdrew the thoughts he had revealed and put down the tea set he had been playing with. He stood up from his chair with a straight posture and walked in front of Qiyun Tian. Two men with similar magnificence and handsomeness but different temperaments stood face to face. Qiao Tian looked directly into Qiyun Tian's eyes and said helplessly, "If you cannot bring her happiness, then let her go."

After hearing this, Qiyun Tian raised an eyebrow. A smile that showed he already knew what Qiao Tian would say appeared on his handsome face. However, this smile irritated Qiao Tian. In a calm voice, Qiao Tian said, "She has already died for you once. Do you still want her to die for you a seco—ond time?" Qiao Tian's last words were bitten out, and he truly couldn't understand how his brother didn't cherish her.

Qiyun Tian's gaze dimmed, but he remained silent. That thrilling battle from back then truly made his heart tremble.

Seeing that Qiyun Tian remained silent, Qiao Tian grabbed his collar. His gaze was filled with disapproval as he continued, "You can't stand to see her happy, can you? She already has someone who loves her deeply. Why do you still want to provoke her? Or is it because you—" Qiao Tian suddenly understood, and he couldn't continue his sentence.

"Hahaha, how ridiculous. Hahaha, Qiyun, you only realize your own heart now?" Qiao Tian laughed arrogantly, but there was a slightly indiscernible touch of sadness in his laughter.

Qiyun Tian pushed away Qiao Tian's hand gripping his collar and couldn't help but wonder why the Emperor, who always compared himself to others, had such deep feelings and kind words for him. Pojun, oh Pojun. What kind of power do you possess that makes the Emperor bow down for you? First him, and then there's Beichen Xia.

"Alright, I'm tired now." Qiao Tian didn't address himself as "I" but as an older brother, indicating that he had come today only as an older brother to see his younger brother. Naturally, he wanted to see Pojun, whom he hadn't seen in four years!