Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan followed closely behind Zizhu Yingchen.

He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, like a wild beast out of control, burning with rage, waving the sword wildly, slashing at everything in front of him without mercy.

The sword energy swept out like a storm, and the surrounding air was suddenly filled with cold murderous aura.

There was no clarity in Zizhu Yingchen's eyes, only endless anger and hatred. He seemed to regard everything around him as an enemy.

Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan looked at each other, their minds connected, they drew their swords and jumped up, quickly approaching Zizhu Yingchen.

"Uncle, wake up!" Feng Qingyue's voice was urgent and her steps were hurried. She tried her best to avoid the sword energy while trying to get closer to him.

The flames of anger in Zizhu Yingchen's eyes burned more and more fiercely. He strode forward and approached Feng Qingyue.

His voice was thick with anger: "You don't understand! You have never felt that kind of betrayal and pain! They abandoned us for their own survival, watched helplessly as the Purple Bamboo Clan was slaughtered, and no one dared to say a word for us! They all deserve to die!"

Feng Qingyue felt a pang of pain in her heart. She looked at Zizhu Yingchen who was out of control in front of her and knew that every word he said was sincere.

But she still couldn't understand why he wanted to transfer this pain to innocent people.

Her voice remained firm as she whispered, "Uncle, I understand your pain, but please calm down. Revenge and justice are different. If you do this, you will only cause more innocent people to suffer."

Jun Lingyuan also approached quietly at this time, frowning, watching Zizhu Yingchen's emotions gradually getting out of control. He knew that time was running out.

Feng Qingyue's persistence at this moment might bring a glimmer of hope to Zizhu Yingchen. He slowly said, "Senior, can you please listen to me? We understand your anger and pain, but this is not the way to solve the problem. Only by calming down can things move in a better direction."

Zizhu Yingchen turned around abruptly, his eyes bloodshot and filled with rage: "You don't understand! You don't understand!"

At this time, Zizhu Yingchen's power seemed to be getting more and more out of control, as if he had entered a state where he couldn't control himself.

The only thought in his mind was revenge, which was to avenge his parents and sister and eliminate all those who had harmed him.

"Uncle, calm down!" Feng Qingyue shouted, her eyes full of anxiety.

However, no matter how they shouted, Zizhu Yingchen had fallen into madness and completely lost his mind.

Sword energy overflowed, Zizhu Yingchen's crazy attack was like wind and thunder, and the air was full of sharp murderous aura.

Although Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan were agile, they were still difficult to approach. The threat of sword energy prevented them from getting close at all.

At this moment, a figure appeared beside Zizhu Yingchen as quickly as a ghost.

The man moved swiftly and lightly, as if appearing out of thin air, bringing with him an invisible pressure.

His figure flashed, and the object in his hand flew rapidly towards Zizhu Yingchen. In an instant, Zizhu Yingchen's figure shook violently, as if hit by some invisible force, and the whole person fell in the air.

Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan felt their hearts tighten when they saw Zizhu Yingchen fall, and they quickly jumped up, trying to catch him.

However, the man took the lead and held Zizhu Yingchen firmly, as if nothing unusual had happened.

The two men landed quickly on the ground, their eyes full of alertness, their gazes fixed on Zizhu Yingchen in the man's arms.

"Who are you?" Feng Qingyue finally broke the silence, her eyes sharp and her tone alert.

The man bowed his head slightly and replied respectfully, "My name is Qingfeng, and I am the young master's personal bodyguard. May I ask who you two are, and why have you come into conflict with my young master?"

Qingfeng had just finished his outing and hurried back to Mingying Mountain. He was about to go to the young master's room to report some important matters to him.

Unexpectedly, in the young master's yard, Ali was seen anxiously running towards him, shouting, "Young master is ill!"

Qingfeng's heart tightened and he immediately quickened his pace to rush over.

When he arrived, he saw these two people confronting the young master. Seeing this, Qingfeng's alertness increased instantly. He stared at Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan, feeling uneasy.

"You are..." Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and asked vigilantly.

Feng Qingyue said calmly: "He is my uncle."

Qingfeng retorted: "Uncle? Our young lady passed away a long time ago, so how can there be any young lady?" The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Qingfeng's eyes became more cautious.

At this time, Jun Lingyuan said: "Don't worry, let's go back and talk about it."

Qingfeng was silent for a moment. He knew that the most important thing now was to stabilize the young master's condition.

Finally he nodded, picked up Zizhu Yingchen, turned around and took him away.

Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan followed closely behind him tacitly, and the three of them walked into the yard together.

Ali looked at the people coming back, her eyes full of worry.

She hurried forward and asked anxiously, "Qingfeng, how is Yingchen?"

Qingfeng's face was calm as he slowly replied, "No problem for now."

"Ali, I'll take the young master back to his room first," motioning her to keep an eye on the two people behind.

Qingfeng carefully placed Zizhu Yingchen on the bed, then took out a pill from his arms, gently pried open his mouth, and put the pill into his mouth.

After finishing all this, Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and was about to leave the room.

After hearing that Zizhu Yingchen was fine, Ali breathed a sigh of relief, her worries slightly eased, and she looked at Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan with gratitude: "If it weren't for your help tonight, I'm afraid the young master would have been in trouble long ago!"

Feng Qingyue nodded and smiled slightly, but a hint of guilt and uneasiness arose in her heart.

She understood that if it weren't for the influence of her words, Zizhu Yingchen's condition might not have been so serious.

"Miss, I wonder how long he has been in this condition?" Feng Qingyue asked in a low voice, her tone gentle but revealing a hint of concern.

Ali was about to answer, but was interrupted by Qingfeng: "Ali, who are they two?" Qingfeng's eyes were full of vigilance, and he was obviously full of doubts about the identities of Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan.

Ali quickly explained, "Qingfeng, this is Yingxue's daughter, and this is the young master Jun from Beiming Country who came with her."

After hearing this, Qingfeng couldn't hide the shock on his face. His eyes moved between Ali, Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan, as if trying to confirm whether what she said was true.

Seeing this, Ali nodded quickly: "Qingfeng, this is indeed true. The young master just said it himself."

At this moment, Feng Qingyue stepped forward, her voice low and resolute: "Hello, I wonder how he is doing now? I know a little about medicine, can I help check him out?"

Qingfeng shook his head and said calmly: "Nothing for now."

Feng Qingyue frowned slightly and asked, "If that's the case, why did he lose control so much?"

Qingfeng sighed softly and said in a deep voice, "The young master was bent on revenge and believed what others said. He took some forbidden drugs to forcibly increase his internal strength, which resulted in his mind becoming disordered and he lost his mind."

But if you can stay calm, there will be no problem.

Qingfeng paused, then turned his gaze towards Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan, asking in a low voice, "So, what exactly did you say just now to make the young master so angry?"

Jun Lingyuan slowly replied, "We told him the purpose of our visit."

Ali looked anxiously at Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan, frowning, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Feng Qingyue nodded, her tone firm: "It is to investigate the matter of mineral poisoning."

After hearing this, Qingfeng's expression suddenly changed, his brows furrowed, his eyes became as sharp as a knife, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you sent by the king?"

The atmosphere instantly became solemn, as if the entire room had fallen into silence, and a sense of unease filled the air.

Feng Qingyue quickly explained, "Please calm down! We have no ill intentions. We simply don't want innocent people to be caught up in this turmoil."