Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Feng Qingyue looked at the empress dowager's slightly trembling figure, and waves of silent pain surged in her heart.

She knew very well that as a mother, the Queen Mother had endured unspeakable pain throughout her life.

The disappearance of the eldest princess is not only the pain of losing her own daughter, but also a deep rift in the relationship between mother and daughter, a wound that will never heal.

Feng Qingyue's eyes were gentle, and her tone was gentle but firm. She spoke softly:

"Queen Mother, if the Princess were still alive, she would definitely hope that you could put down these heavy burdens and live a more relaxed life."

"You've done everything you could for her. Please don't dwell on the past that cannot be changed."

The Queen Mother slowly raised her head, the tears in her eyes gradually disappeared, but her gaze became deeper, as if she had passed through the mist of time and returned to the distant past.

She nodded lightly, her low voice carrying a hint of helplessness:

"Ayue, you're right. Perhaps I should let go of these obsessions and live more freely. But every time I think of her, my heart still can't let go."

Feng Qingyue felt the same way and said softly, "A mother's feelings can never be replaced by anyone."

"The Queen Mother's love for the Princess is deep and unconditional. Perhaps, it's not about letting go, but about learning to make peace with the past."

After hearing this, the Queen Mother fell into deep thought, as if trying to sort out the complex emotions in her heart.

After a moment, she slowly spoke: "You're right, I need time to let go. Although these past events are always with me, I can't let them ruin my future."

Feng Qingyue nodded, a hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes, and she sighed softly.

The pain in the Queen Mother's eyes gradually subsided, and she seemed to finally understand something.

……

At the same time, in a mansion in the southeast of the imperial palace, a tense atmosphere permeated the air.

A man stared at the graceful woman in front of him with suspicion, as if he was skeptical about what she had just said:

"Are you sure you heard it right?"

The woman's eyes were firm, and she nodded without hesitation, "Absolutely not, Daddy! I heard it clearly, there's no way I'm wrong."

Hearing his daughter's affirmative answer, the man pondered for a moment and finally said:

"In that case, it seems that we must implement our original plan ahead of time." He slowly walked to the desk and sat down steadily.

The woman trotted over to the desk, playfully reached out to pick up the grinding rod, and began to grind ink for her father.

The study was filled with the sound of ink grinding and the low voices of father and daughter talking.

The man picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote quickly on the snow-white paper.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he was in deep thought, as if every stroke of his pen carried great meaning.

Soon, a letter was written.

The man gently put down the brush in his hand, checked it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he clapped his hands lightly.

In an instant, the air in the room seemed to become heavy, and a figure appeared silently beside the man.

The man appeared silently like a ghost, lowered his head respectfully, and waited for instructions.

The man handed the letter to the visitor and said solemnly:

"Make sure to deliver this letter to the leader as soon as possible."

The visitor took the letter with both hands and responded respectfully.

Then his figure flashed and disappeared in the empty study in the blink of an eye, as if he had never appeared.

Seeing this, the woman looked at her father worriedly and asked softly:

"Dad, is that leader really trustworthy? I always feel uneasy."

The man smiled faintly and soothed, "Don't worry. This matter is of great importance. Once he knows the inside story, he will be even more anxious than we are."

After saying that, the father and daughter walked out of the study side by side, leaving behind a quiet space.

……

In the imperial study, the atmosphere was equally serious.

The Imperial Censor's face was solemn, and he respectfully raised his hands and said to the monarch:

"Your Majesty, a strange and contagious disease has appeared in the south and has now spread to a large area."

After hearing this, Lan Xuanming frowned and his heart was filled with worry.

If we don’t respond in time, the consequences of this epidemic will be unimaginable.

He sat on the dragon throne, looked at the Imperial Censor seriously, and asked, "My dear, what are your plans for the current situation?"

The Imperial Censor bowed slightly and replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, I believe the current situation is extremely serious and must be handled with caution."

The monarch nodded, signaling him to continue.

The Imperial Censor cleared his throat and continued, "Your Majesty, the most urgent task is to send capable officials to the disaster area to understand the situation and seal off the affected area to prevent the spread of the epidemic."

Lan Xuanming pondered for a moment, and finally said, "I have made up my mind. I order the Prime Minister to personally supervise this matter."

At this moment, Ah Fu hurried out and shouted:

"Hurry and tell the Prime Minister that His Majesty has ordered us to come to the palace and see Him immediately!"

Upon hearing this, the people outside the hall did not dare to delay and hurried to the Prime Minister's residence to report.

Soon, the Prime Minister hurried out of the mansion with a serious expression and quick steps, as if he had guessed that this visit to the palace must be related to important matters.

As the Prime Minister walked, he instructed his son Chen Jinyu who was following behind him:

"Jin Yu, I don't know what kind of situation we will face when we enter the palace this time. You and I must be careful in what we say and do, and we must not be careless in the slightest."

Chen Jinyu nodded quickly, indicating that he would be cautious.

The father and son soon arrived at the palace.

The prime minister took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and walked into the hall with his son.

The king sat upright on the dragon throne, gazing at the two of them with sharp eyes.

The Prime Minister and Chen Jinyu quickly knelt and saluted, saying in unison: "Your humble servants pay their respects to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor!"

The monarch raised his hand slightly, motioning them to stand up, and then asked:

"Prime Minister, do you know anything about the epidemic in the south?"

The Prime Minister respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, I have heard a little bit about it."

The monarch nodded, his voice steady and powerful, "I wish to send you south to deal with the epidemic. Does the Prime Minister have any objection?"

The Prime Minister kowtowed hurriedly: "I accept your order and will do my best."

The monarch looked at Chen Jinyu standing beside him and said slowly, "Jinyu is young and promising. I would like to take him with me to gain experience. What do you think, Prime Minister?"

The Prime Minister was fully aware of the severity and importance of this mission and nodded in agreement: "I obey your command."

The monarch's gaze was profound as he spoke slowly, "This journey south will be a long and arduous one. I believe you will live up to my trust."

Chen Jinyu bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, rest assured. We will do our best."

……

After leaving the palace, Chen Jinyu whispered to the Prime Minister: "Father, the situation in the south is extremely difficult."

The Prime Minister sighed and said, "Yes, it is difficult to disobey the king's order. We can only act with caution."

When Feng Qingyue learned that the king had sent the prime minister south, she thought to herself that perhaps she could lend a helping hand.

She decided to go see Lan Xuanming and express her feelings. However, Lan Xuanming firmly opposed it:

"The epidemic is dangerous. You must not take risks."

Feng Qingyue argued: "Ah Ming, Jin'er and I know medicine, and maybe we can find a cure."

"Moreover, more people means more strength. This matter is urgent, and we must prioritize the overall situation."

Lan Xuanming pondered for a long time, and finally agreed to her request: "Okay, but you must be careful."

Feng Qingyue nodded, having made up her mind.