Why did she feel so uneasy? Naturally, because she lacked confidence.
After all, she had come later. She was preparing to use Yun Zhaoyue's identity to first integrate herself into their lives, then rely on her ability to control the situation to gradually place herself in a higher position.
To establish herself firmly between the two of them—especially to gain Zhu Zhuqing's approval—would not be easy.
Over this period of time, Qian Renxue had figured out Zhu Zhuqing's general disposition. To her surprise and delight, Zhu Zhuqing had a rather open-minded attitude toward whether Ling Qianyue would have multiple women by his side.
That should have put Qian Renxue more at ease, but what unsettled her was that Zhu Zhuqing's open-mindedness was not without principles.
Zhu Zhuqing's feelings for Ling Qianyue ran exceptionally deep, and she had her own bottom line.
At the very least, during their time together, she had always remained wary of Qian Renxue, like a cat guarding its food.
She could tolerate another cat occasionally visiting the house, but if that cat wanted to seize the space beside her bed, she would bare her sharp claws without hesitation.
Qian Renxue had originally planned to come later and take the lead, growing stronger and stronger until she "took her place in the Eastern Palace." Now, though, that seemed a little difficult.
"What's wrong with you two?"
The moment Ling Qianyue approached them, he sensed the subtle tension in the air. He looked at Qian Renxue, then at Zhu Zhuqing, his eyes filled with confusion.
Qian Renxue swiftly adjusted her expression and shook her head with a smile. "Nothing. We were just chatting."
Zhu Zhuqing also returned to her usual calmness and gently linked her arm through Ling Qianyue's. "That's right, just some idle chatter. Qianyao, let's take