Untouchable Lovers-Chapter 195 - 177 Old Friends Changing Heart
Chapter 195: Chapter 177 Old Friend’s Changing Heart
Chapter 195 -177 Old Friend’s Changing Heart
She came quietly and left with great fanfare.
Accompanied by two thousand soldiers, surrounded by people on all sides, Chu Yu smiled, bypassed He Ji, and stepped onto the already prepared luxurious carriage.
The moment the carriage left Jiangling City, Chu Yu sat inside, looking back at the city she was leaving behind—a city where she had stayed merely ten days, without even fully glimpsing its entirety.
Jiangling remained as it always had, the ancient city standing as it did before and would continue to do so. However, Chu Yu was no longer the same person who had arrived.
She did not bid farewell to Yu Wen, even though Yu Wen had been unaware of her identity before, given the current uproar, it must have become known to everyone.
In the carriage, besides Chu Yu, Hua Cuo lay on the other side, while Amman and Liu Sang sat next to her. Although one was naïvely young and the other even moreso, both could see that Chu Yu was in a poor mood.
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Chu Yu had been silent ever since getting on the carriage.
Even though she had intentionally teased He Ji, being forced to leave as if under escort, she always felt some displeasure. This indicated one thing: He Ji himself did not have military power; otherwise, she would have borrowed it by now. He Ji’s ability to bring troops to escort her must have had the approval and support of Liu Ziyue.
In the month-long gap, she knew she had changed, but she had overlooked that others were changing too, like Huan Yuan and Liu Ziyue.
Huan Yuan revealed his unique edge, transforming his former oppression and insecurity into the current harmonious stability, to whom she could entrust everything. If she hadn’t trusted Huan Yuan, she wouldn’t have left Jiankang at such a critical moment, nor would she have been in a hurry to return after meeting Canghai Guest. As for Liu Ziyue, the young boy in her memory who would cling to her and act coquettishly, he was starting to drift away from her, no longer indulging her every whim, and cleverly employing He Ji who harbored resentment towards her.
The changing ones were not only her.
Chu Yu thought coldly as she removed herself from the situation, as if her soul drifted up into the sky, quietly overlooking the ground below. Although this was of little help in solving her problems, it allowed her mood to stabilize.
After several days, Chu Yu breathed in the air of Jiankang again. Unlike the relaxation in Jiangling, the air here was sharp and tense, or perhaps, the air was the same, but her mood was vastly different.
The scenery remained unchanged, but people’s hearts are easy to change.
Not just her, it was the same for everyone.
Understanding this, Chu Yu broke into a smile, waved at Amman and Liu Sang, and said, “Come, I’ll teach you something to pass the time.”
With a flick of her wrist, a deck of cards appeared in her palm, which she had made during her idle days using stiff paper and ink. Although crude, it was good enough to play with.
For the first two days, only the three of them played cards. By the third day, Hua Cuo’s injuries had improved slightly, and he also got up to join the fray. Despite the solemn and strict outside, inside the luxurious carriage, there was a small, joyful world.
In this way, they made their way back to Jiankang, and also back to the familiar Princess Mansion. Chu Yu turned to He Ji, who walked behind her, and smiled, “Your highness, I wish to meet his Majesty the Emperor. You wouldn’t deny me that, would you?”
Neither had spoken during the journey. Chu Yu suddenly speaking startled He Ji, who was somewhat unclear about this woman’s thoughts. If it had been the princess of old, being returned home in such an escorted manner would have been considered a great humiliation, and she would have harbored deep resentment, but these past days, whenever he stole a glance at Chu Yu, he saw her composed and content, as if he were merely accompanying her back home, with no force involved.
Chu Yu looked at He Ji calmly; she was not genuinely a princess, possessing no such self-entitled consciousness. Although being forced to leave made her uncomfortable, it was only for a moment; what she couldn’t change, she accepted, improving her mood within her limited circumstances.
Realizing he had been daydreaming for a while, He Ji felt somewhat annoyed. He made his voice sound as mocking and cold as possible, “You may, but I must accompany you.”
Chu Yu chuckled lightly, “That’s no problem. Prince Consort, please wait a moment; I will change my clothes.”
Upon hearing her use the word “please,” He Ji was startled again, but before he could think further, Chu Yu had already quickly departed.
Chu Yu reached the boundary where West Upper Pavilion met east and west, where Huan Yuan was waiting with arms crossed. Seeing Chu Yu, an apologetic expression appeared on his handsome face as he stepped forward and said, “Princess, Huan Yuan is incompetent. I have been under house arrest here recently.” After he sent his last letter to Chu Yu, the next day he discovered that the Princess Mansion was surrounded, a new group of people took control of the outer garden, and he was informed that he was confined there.
Chu Yu sighed and patted his shoulder, “Don’t blame yourself; I didn’t expect it either. They deliberately planned against us, and with their overwhelming power, we couldn’t compete.”
Right now, she only wanted to know why Liu Ziyue had suddenly changed his attitude towards her.
Chu Yu thought for a moment, pulled Huan Yuan aside, and asked him in detail about a few matters.
To Huan Yuan, being held by Chu Yu’s hand, though half of his mind was clear, responding to Chu Yu’s questions, the other half began to wander. Even though he was now capable of standing on his own, he always felt a bit constrained and uneasy in front of the person before him.
Chu Yu held Huan Yuan’s hand inadvertently, but to Huan Yuan, that hand felt warm, soft, delicate, and evenly firm. These days, he had seen quite a bit of the world, interacted with high officials and nobility, even seen people summon singers to accompany them, yet he had never been moved. However, at this moment, holding that hand brought a flicker of fanciful thoughts to his mind.
Huan Yuan wasn’t Tian Rujing; he naturally knew what this meant. His heart shocked, nearly terrified, but he did not know how to handle it. The half of his body connected to that hand felt uncomfortable; yet, he couldn’t bring himself to pull away. He only let Chu Yu finish speaking, voluntarily let go, and then secretly took a long breath of relief.
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Chu Yu encountered Liu Ziyue in the back garden; it was autumn then, other than the evergreen plants, the leaves of the flowers had withered, the bare branches no longer bore the lush appearance of spring or summer.
Dressed in black attire, Liu Ziyue sat by the pavilion beside the pool, staring intently at the fish swimming in the water, as if appreciating a precious treasure. However, from Chu Yu’s perspective, the young man’s figure appeared thin and lonely.
Even though guards stood right behind him, he seemed like he was alone in a boundless wilderness.
Chu Yu walked up to him, stood behind him for a while, then spoke softly, “Your Majesty, the weather is cool; why not wear more clothes.”
However, Liu Ziyue appeared not to hear her words, his eyes still fixed intently on the pool.
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While writing this chapter, I recalled a line from a manga: “Bad people do bad things because they are lonely~”
Thumping the ground…
This is an extra chapter coming with 482 monthly tickets~~~~~~~ Sorry for being slightly delayed; I am currently revising the manuscript, and soon I’ll be submitting the first half of ‘Prisoner Phoenix’ for publication. As there were some issues left unresolved in the writing process, these must all be eradicated in the published draft.
The probable revisions include: some remaining typos, bugs left due to inadequately researched material, adjustments in the relationship of minor characters, reorganization of the subplot involving Moxiang… and so on.
The differences from the original text are minor, not affecting the reading, but if I were unaware of these errors, it would be another matter. Knowing they exist, I must amend them. I can modify these portions on the internet at any time, but once published and set in type, they cannot be changed, so I hope to have as few issues as possible in the manuscript I submit. (Bows)
Speaking of which, this is the first time my book is being turned into type, which feels very exciting and joyful~~
