And in the final analysis, the main culprit was this woman named Ye Qingcheng!
The more Gu Pan'er thought about it, the angrier she became. In a fit of rage, her blood rushed to her head, and she raised her hand: "Ye Qingcheng, you bad woman!"
Ye Qingcheng knew what she was about to do, but she wasn't prepared to hide.
She had been sad about Bi Xi for a long time and had always hoped someone would scold her or hit her. Now was a very good opportunity.
However, Gu Pan'er's slap did not land on Ye Qingcheng's cheek.
Someone grabbed Gu Pan'er's arm.
Ye Qingcheng looked up and saw Xiao Wangye, her eyes widening slightly: "Your Highness, why are you here?"
"You are this king's woman, can you still be bullied by others?" Xiao Wangye said coldly, shoving Gu Pan'er away.
"Regent?" Gu Pan'er was pushed away, and seemed to have something to say, but dared not.
"Qingcheng, this king knows you've been feeling guilty these past few days, but Gu Qingyuan's death has nothing much to do with you. Just relax, okay?" Xiao Wangye said tenderly.
Ye Qingcheng felt that something was not quite right.
But it was rare for Xiao Wangye to be so gentle with her, so she smiled: "This consort is not particularly sad, thank you, Your Highness, for your concern."
Xiao Wangye held her palm: "Let's go, let's take a stroll."
Ye Qingcheng nodded.
Although she always felt that the Xiao Wangye beside her was not quite right, Ye Qingcheng didn't think much of it.
Even though it was the same face and the same voice, Ye Qingcheng felt unfamiliar, instead, very strange.
She comforted herself, perhaps it was because Xiao Wangye had neglected her for too long, and when he was occasionally gentle, she was unaccustomed to it.
What she didn't know was that the person who appeared beside her, helped her out of trouble, and took her for a walk in the garden was not the real Xiao Wangye, but Shangguan Hong.
So where was the real Xiao Wangye?
As a mortal, Xiao Wangye was trapped in his study by some unknown force.
His voice could not be heard from outside, and no one came to find him.
The only figure that appeared, Xiao Wangye recognized at a glance, was Gu Qingyuan, who had disappeared for a while and should not have been seen.
"Who are you?" Xiao Wangye frowned and asked coldly.
He also knew clearly that the man standing in front of him was definitely not just the former Marquis of Dingyuan.
"Regent, you don't remember me so quickly? I am Gu Qingyuan." He smiled and walked closer to Xiao Wangye.
"This king asks for your true identity," Xiao Wangye said.
Gu Qingyuan raised his eyebrows: "Not bad, you guessed it so quickly. I am not just the Marquis of Dingyuan. The Regent is indeed formidable."
Xiao Wangye remained expressionless to his flattery.
Gu Qingyuan continued, "I have some very important things to tell you, Your Highness, but those things might not be good. I hope you won't be too surprised when you hear them."
Xiao Wangye looked at him coldly: "Say whatever you have to say."
"It's about the true identities of Ye Qingcheng and myself. I believe you will be very interested."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wangye's eyes widened as he looked at him.
Such a reaction pleased Gu Qingyuan greatly. He smiled and said, "To be honest, I am indeed not Gu Qingyuan. The original Gu Qingyuan is already dead. I transmigrated, and my name is Zheng Xi."
He paused, then said word for word, "She is not a monster, but a transmigrator."
After talking for a long time, he turned and stood by the window, looking at the beautiful scenery outside, with his hands behind his back, not knowing what to say.
And Gu Qingyuan, standing behind him, raised his right hand when Xiao Wangye was not paying attention.
In his right palm was a circle of faint golden light. Gu Qingyuan controlled the circle and moved it closer to the back of Xiao Wangye's head, then it disappeared completely into it.
Xiao Wangye felt a slight dizziness, and his vision went black.
He frowned, gripping the window frame to keep himself from falling. He looked up at Gu Qingyuan: "What did you do to me?"
"Just some necessary things, Your Highness need not worry."
Gu Qingyuan smiled, looking at Xiao Wangye with a calm gaze.
Xiao Wangye's head throbbed, and he could no longer bear it, falling to the ground.
And Gu Qingyuan stood in front of him, took out a paper fan from somewhere, opened it, and fanned himself gently, his smile carrying an unreadable meaning.
After breakfast, Ye Qingcheng deliberately walked past Xiao Wangye's study.
This was something she had learned in recent days, about how to cleverly encounter the person you like without appearing too deliberate.
She was quite lucky. After circling the study door seven times, she saw Xiao Wangye push the door open and walk out.
"Your Highness, are you done? You must be very tired?"
Ye Qingcheng quickly stepped forward and hugged Xiao Wangye's arm, showing concern.
But Xiao Wangye gave her a cold glance and stiffly withdrew his arm.
Ye Qingcheng looked at him with confusion: "Your Highness?"
"Why are you here?" he asked indifferently.
"This consort came to visit you because I missed you too much." Although Ye Qingcheng felt wronged, she still parted her lips and flashed him a bright smile.
"Miss this king?" Xiao Wangye lowered his eyes to look at her.
"Yes! This consort feels unwell whenever I don't see Your Highness for a moment." She said with a sincere expression.
Hearing her say this, Xiao Wangye had to admit that his heart was blooming with joy. But he could not show it. He could not give her any more chances to linger on him or this mortal world.
Therefore, he said, "You want to see this king, but have you considered that this king does not want to see you?"
His tone was extremely cold, and his words were hurtful enough.
He hoped that this would make her disappointed in him, and stop liking him.
For her own good, she should return to the Heavenly Realm. That was where she, as a fairy, should be. He would no longer selfishly keep her by his side.
"Your Highness, why are you so indifferent to this consort?"
Ye Qingcheng's eyes were slightly reddened.
He was so gentle with her yesterday, how could he have changed so much today?
No, it was as if he had become a completely different person.
"Is this the first time this king has treated you like this?" Xiao Wangye glanced at her askance.
Ye Qingcheng sniffled: "It's not the first time you've been so fierce, but this consort also gets sad."
He couldn't help but feel heartache, wishing he could pull her into his arms, give her a warm hug, and tell her, it's not like that, this king doesn't want to be fierce to you.
This king likes you very much, this king loves you dearly.
But he couldn't.
"Then be sad. Anyway, there will be many more such times in the future," Xiao Wangye said.