Chapter 3

Chapter 3: A Small Change

Wei Yun Qing cried and shouted, “I want to go out! Hurry and carry me out!”

“Alright, Miss, don’t cry. I’ll carry you out right now.”

While soothing her, the maid gave another maid a look, telling her to go find Concubine Du.

By the time Wei Yun Qing was carried to the entrance of Zhuo Hua Courtyard, Wei Yun Xi was still lying on the floor of her mother’s bedroom.

At this moment, Wei Yun Xi’s consciousness sank into a vast white haze. She couldn’t see anything. She tried to move to the side, but found she couldn’t take a step. Her whole body felt like it was trapped in thick glue, unable to move freely.

At the gate of Zhuo Hua Courtyard, Wei Yun Qing cried even harder. She ignored the servants trying to stop her and insisted on entering the former Madam’s room. She was little, but she could sense that something inside the room was drawing her in.

Wei Yun Xi still hadn’t woken up, so she didn’t notice that the golden hairpin inlaid with a red gem – the one she had used to pierce her finger – flashed with a streak of light after absorbing the blood at its tip, then returned to normal.

Wei Yun Qing had already been carried to the door of the main house. Chun Yu and Xia Mo looked grim as they blocked the way.

The maid holding Wei Yun Qing snapped harshly, “How dare you! How dare you block my Miss!”

Chun Yu’s face stayed calm. “I’m a maid of Zhuo Hua Courtyard. Madam’s body isn’t even cold yet, and Zhuo Hua Courtyard hasn’t changed hands. You don’t have the right to order us around!”

“You…” The maid holding Wei Yun Qing choked on her words and didn’t know what to say.

Wei Yun Qing grew even more restless. The feeling of losing something important became stronger. She patted the maid’s arm and had Jin Xiu put her down. With her short height and her status as a young mistress, Chun Yu and Xia Mo didn’t dare block her with all their strength, so she pushed open the door directly.

Before the door opened, Wei Yun Xi suddenly opened her eyes. Hearing Wei Yun Qing’s crying, she rolled up from the floor, leaped onto her mother’s white jade bed, grabbed the hairpin in her hand, and pinched her own thigh hard. Tears instantly filled her eyes, leaving her looking pitiful and teary.

That was exactly the scene Wei Yun Qing saw when she shoved the door open. Her eyes then locked on the hairpin clenched in Wei Yun Xi’s hand. In the three maids’ shocked stares, she ran over and snatched the hairpin away.

Wei Yun Xi froze for a beat, then immediately burst into loud wails as she jumped off the bed. “Give me back my mother’s hairpin!”

She pounced to take it back, and the two little kids instantly rolled into a ball together. Luckily, neither of them had started cultivating yet, so it was no more than children fighting.

Chun Yu shot Xia Mo a look, and the two cried out as they rushed in to pull sides. Jin Xiu refused to accept it – how could she let her little mistress be bullied? She rushed in to help, too.

In an instant, the room became a mess. When Wei Ling Yue arrived with Feng Jia Qing, this was the scene they walked into. Wei Ling Yue’s face went dark, and mockery flashed in Feng Jia Qing’s eyes.

Wei Ling Yue lifted a hand lightly. A gentle force separated his two daughters who were tangled together. His face looked ugly as he demanded, “What’s going on? Where did all your manners go?”

When Wei Yun Xi saw the handsome young man in a purple robe standing beside her trash father, she blindly guessed this was her uncle. She immediately cried and complained, “Daddy, Sister Yun Qing snatched the hairpin my mother left me. I wouldn’t give it to her, and she hit me!”

After saying that, she pointed at the scratches on her face. With her other hand, she gripped the hairpin tightly, then wailed as if she had suffered the greatest injustice.

She really was wronged. She hadn’t done anything, yet she had somehow transmigrated here, and into the role of a walking ATM supporting character. In the end, she would die so miserably, with her spirit root torn out and her golden core dug out. Just thinking about it hurt.

She had only just talked herself into it and grabbed the chance that had always belonged to her first, when this Wei Yun Qing came to her door. The moment she arrived, she tried to snatch the hairpin from Wei Yun Xi’s hand. Could Wei Yun Xi tolerate that? Absolutely not!

Even if the thing in her hand were an ordinary hairpin, she wouldn’t give it up. Giving in once meant giving in forever. And with her uncle backing her up, she had to make a big deal out of it.

Besides, when she was fighting with Wei Yun Qing just now, she had secretly fought dirty. She pinched the tender spots. Even when the other girl clawed at her face, she didn’t care.

Nobody had cultivated yet anyway. As long as no one lost an arm or broke a leg, one pill would fix it.

When Wei Yun Qing saw Yun Xi crying, she cried too. Her whole body hurt, but compared to Wei Yun Xi, who had messy hair and claw marks all over her face, Wei Yun Qing only had some wrinkles in her clothes.

Feng Jia Qing said with a cold face, “Brother Wei, all of Jia Yun’s things were left to Yun Xi. Your concubine isn’t even Madam yet, and she’s already thinking about the things my sister left Yun Xi? Isn’t her behavior a bit too ugly?”

Wei Ling Yue’s face also looked bad. The hairpin clenched in his younger daughter Yun Xi’s hand really did belong to Feng Jia Yun, and it was the one she wore often. It was the very thing the two daughters had been fighting over. In front of outsiders, even if he wanted to favor Yun Qing, he had no confidence to do it.

With a cold expression, he told Jin Xiu, “Carry your Miss back. Tell Concubine Du to stay confined to her own courtyard. If she has nothing to do, don’t come out and make a fool of herself! Do I lack things for her?”

Jin Xiu was so frightened by one look from Wei Ling Yue that her legs nearly gave out. She scrambled over, picked up the crying Wei Yun Qing from the ground, and hurried out of the main courtyard.

By then, Feng Jia Qing had already stepped forward and lifted Wei Yun Xi, who was crying so hard she was hiccupping, into his arms. He comforted her gently, “Yun Xi, don’t cry. The hairpin isn’t lost. Isn’t it right there in your hand?”

Wei Yun Xi knew when to stop. After Wei Yun Qing was carried away, her crying had already softened. Now an elder was soothing her, and she had also vented the miserable feelings in her heart, so her sobs gradually faded. When Feng Jia Qing asked, she lifted her small face still dotted with tears and said, “She won’t come steal the things Mother left me again, will she?”

“She won’t. Today, Uncle will sort out everything your mother left you, and then you’ll keep it yourself, alright?”

“Alright.”

Only then did Wei Yun Xi’s tearful little face show a smile. Wei Ling Yue, watching from the side, felt a little uncomfortable, but he was smug inside. The most important thing Feng Jia Yun had left was already inside his storage pouch. There was no need for him to care about the things that could be seen.

So he said generously, “Brother Feng, I haven’t touched any of Yun’er’s things. Since you’re here, take Yun Xi and sort through all of Yun’er’s things, and hand them all to Yun Xi to keep herself. It will give her something to hold on to.”

Feng Jia Qing nodded. “Alright. Yun Xi’s emotions don’t look good. I’d like to take her to stay at Feng Manor for two days. Brother Wei, will you allow it?”

Wei Ling Yue actually didn’t want Yun Xi to get too close to the Feng Family, but both of them had just witnessed Yun Qing snatching things, so he couldn’t openly stop Yun Xi now. He could only cough lightly and ask, “Yun Xi, do you want to go stay at your eldest uncle’s home for two days?”

Wei Yun Xi looked down on him in her heart, but on her face she asked timidly, “Daddy, can I go?”

She tossed the question back to him, but the hope in her eyes was obvious to anyone.