A Small Change

Wei Yunqing cried and fussed, "I want to go out! Carry me outside, now!"

"Yes, Miss. Don't cry. I'll carry you out right away."

While soothing her young mistress, the maid signaled to another maid to fetch Concubine Du.

By the time Wei Yunqing was carried to the entrance of Zhuohua Courtyard, Wei Yunxi was still lying on the floor of her mother's bedroom.

Wei Yunxi's consciousness was immersed in a vast expanse of whiteness. She could see nothing. She wanted to walk to the side, but found that she could not move her feet. Her entire body seemed trapped in thick glue, unable to move freely.

At the entrance to Zhuohua Courtyard, Wei Yunqing cried and fussed even more fiercely. Ignoring the servants' attempts to stop her, she insisted on entering the former Madam's room. Though she was young, she could sense that something inside was calling to her.

Wei Yunxi had not yet awakened, so she did not notice that after the Gold-inlaid Ruby Hairpin she had used to prick her finger absorbed the blood from its tip, a flash of light streaked across its body before it returned to normal.

Wei Yunqing had already been carried outside the main room. Chunyu and Xiamo stood in front of the door with grim expressions, blocking her way.

The maid holding Wei Yunqing scolded them harshly, "Insolence! How dare you block my young mistress!"

Chunyu replied calmly, "This servant is a maid of Zhuohua Courtyard. The Madam's bones have not yet gone cold, and Zhuohua Courtyard has not changed hands. You are not qualified to order us around!"

"You—"

The maid holding Wei Yunqing choked on her anger, momentarily at a loss for words.

Wei Yunqing grew increasingly agitated. The feeling of losing something important became ever more distinct. She patted the maid's arm, signaling Jinxiu to put her down. Relying on her small stature and her status as a mistress, knowing Chunyu and Xiamo would not dare stop her too forcefully, she pushed open the door.

Just before the door opened, Wei Yunxi suddenly opened her eyes. Hearing Wei Yunqing's crying, she rolled up from the floor, leaped onto her mother's White Jade Bed, clutched the hairpin in her hand, and viciously pinched her own thigh. Tears instantly welled in her eyes, leaving her looking pitiful and tearful.

That was the sight Wei Yunqing saw when she pushed open the door. Then, with the three maids watching in shock, her gaze locked onto the hairpin in Wei Yunxi's hand. She ran over and snatched it away in one swift motion.

Wei Yunxi froze for a moment, then immediately jumped off the bed and burst into tears. "Give me back my mother's hairpin!"

With that, she pounced forward to snatch it back. The two little beans promptly rolled into a ball. Fortunately, neither had begun cultivating yet, so it was no more than children squabbling.

Chunyu shot Xiamo a meaningful look. The two cried out in alarm and rushed forward, pulling them apart while clearly favoring one side. Seeing this, Jinxiu became unwilling to stand by. How could she let her own young mistress be bullied? She rushed over to help as well.

For a time, the room became utter chaos. When Wei Lingyue and Feng Jiaqing arrived together, this was the scene that greeted them. Wei Lingyue's face darkened, while a trace of mockery flashed through Feng Jiaqing's eyes.

With a light wave of his hand, Wei Lingyue sent a gentle force separating his two daughters, who had been tangled up in a fight. His expression ugly, he said, "What is going on? Where have all the rules you learned gone?"

When Wei Yunxi saw the handsome young man in purple robes standing beside her scumbag father, she guessed that this had to be her uncle. She immediately began sobbing out her complaint. "Father, Sister Yunqing stole the hairpin Mother left me. I didn't want to give it to her, so she hit me."

After saying that, she pointed at the injury on her face. Her other hand clenched tightly around the hairpin as she wailed like she had suffered the greatest grievance in the world.

She truly was aggrieved. She had done nothing at all, yet had somehow transmigrated here, and as a female supporting character who was a Fortune-Bringing Child at that. In the end, she was even destined to die so miserably, her Spiritual Root extracted and her Golden Core dug out. Just thinking about it hurt.

She had only just talked herself around and reclaimed the opportunity that had belonged to her in the first place when Wei Yunqing came knocking. The moment she arrived, she tried to snatch the hairpin from her hand. Could she stand for that? Absolutely not!

Even if the hairpin in her hand had been ordinary, she would not have yielded. One compromise meant compromising again and again. Especially with her uncle here to support her, she was definitely going to make this a big deal.

Moreover, when she had been fighting with Wei Yunqing just now, she had secretly played dirty. She pinched all the tender spots on Wei Yunqing's body. Even when the other girl went for her face, she did not care. Neither of them had cultivated yet. So long as no arms or legs were broken, a single pill could solve it.

When Wei Yunqing saw Yunxi crying, she began crying too. Her whole body hurt, but compared to Wei Yunxi, whose hair was disheveled and whose face was covered in nail marks, her clothes were merely a little wrinkled.

Feng Jiaqing said coldly and unhappily, "Brother Wei, everything Jiayun left behind belongs to Yunxi. Your concubine has not even become a Madam yet, and she is already coveting what my sister left Yunxi? Isn't her way of eating far too ugly?"

Wei Lingyue's expression was also somewhat unsightly. The hairpin clutched in his younger daughter Yunxi's hand was indeed Feng Jiayun's, and it was the one she often wore. This was what his two daughters had been fighting over just now. With an outsider present, even if he wanted to favor one side, he had no grounds to do so.

His face turned cold as he said to Jinxiu, "Take your young mistress back. Tell Concubine Du to remain confined to her own courtyard. If there is nothing important, she is not to come out and make a spectacle of herself! Have I ever deprived her of anything?"

Jinxiu's legs went weak from a single look from Wei Lingyue. Scrambling over in a panic, she picked up Wei Yunqing, who was sitting on the floor crying, and left the Main Courtyard.

By then, Feng Jiaqing had stepped forward and picked up Wei Yunxi, who was crying so hard she had the hiccups. He comforted her gently, "Yunxi, don't cry anymore. The hairpin isn't lost. Isn't it in your hand?"

Wei Yunxi knew when to stop while she was ahead. After Wei Yunqing was carried away, her crying had already softened. Now that an elder was comforting her and the misery in her heart had been vented, her sobs gradually quieted. When Feng Jiaqing asked her, she raised her little tear-streaked face and said, "She won't come and steal the things Mother left me again, will she?"

"No. Today, Uncle will sort through everything your mother left you, and then you can keep it yourself. All right?"

"All right."

Only then did a smile appear on Wei Yunxi's little tear-streaked face. Wei Lingyue, watching from the side, felt somewhat uncomfortable. Yet inwardly, he was quite pleased with himself. The most important things Feng Jiayun had left behind were already in his Storage Pouch. He had no need to care about those things in plain sight.

Thus, he said magnanimously, "Brother Feng, I have not touched any of Yun's things. Since you are here, take Yunxi and sort through everything Yun left behind. Hand it all over to Yunxi for her to keep herself, so she will have something to hold on to."

Feng Jiaqing nodded. "All right. Yunxi seems to be in poor spirits. I would like to take her to stay at Feng Manor for two days. Would Brother Wei permit it?"

Wei Lingyue did not truly wish for Yunxi to grow too close to the Feng Family. However, they had both just witnessed Yunqing snatching something from her, so he could not openly stop Yunxi now. He could only give a light cough and say, "Yunxi, would you like to stay at your eldest uncle's home for two days?"

Wei Yunxi scorned him inwardly, but on the surface, she asked timidly, "Father, may I go?"

She tossed the question back to him, though the anticipation in her eyes was obvious to anyone.