Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

The next morning, sunlight shone into the house through the carved window lattices, but it failed to dispel the gloom in Jun Lingyuan and Feng Qingyue's hearts.

The two of them sat at the table with the rest of the general's residence for breakfast, but all looked listless. Feng Qingyue had tossed and turned the previous night, worried about her identity being discovered and brooding over the fate of the original owner and her own fate, leaving her with no appetite. Jun Lingyuan felt the same way. Feng Qingyue's words from the previous night lingered in his mind, like a thorn in his heart, causing him to feel restless and uneasy. He couldn't muster the slightest interest in the delicious food on the table.

When her mother and grandmother noticed that Feng Qingyue was not in good spirits, her mother was the first to ask with concern, "Yue'er, what's wrong with you? You look so tired. Are you feeling unwell?" Feng Qingyue was startled. She must not let her mother and grandmother see any flaws, so she quickly made an excuse and said, "Mother, don't worry. I had some nightmares last night and didn't rest well, so I feel a little tired today." Upon hearing this, her grandmother walked forward, gently touched Feng Qingyue's forehead, and said, "Yue'er, you must have been thinking too much recently. Don't think too much, just get some rest." Feng Qingyue nodded obediently, "Grandmother, Mother, Qingyue understands. Qingyue will get a good rest. I'm sorry to have worried you."

After breakfast, Feng Qingyue felt as if the air in the room had frozen, the oppression almost suffocating. She looked up at Jun Lingyuan, her eyes filled with an eagerness to breathe freely, and whispered, "Your Majesty, I want to go out for a walk and get some fresh air." Jun Lingyuan, already feeling troubled, thought a walk might help him relax, so he nodded in agreement and accompanied Feng Qingyue out the door.

They strolled along the bustling streets, surrounded by bustling crowds, the cries of vendors echoing one after another, and the street stalls displaying a dazzling array of goods, a truly lively scene of the marketplace. However, Jun Lingyuan and Feng Qingyue were both immersed in their own thoughts. The surrounding beauty and bustle seemed to be separated from them by a transparent veil, unable to reflect their sight or touch their hearts.

As they walked, a young man in gorgeous clothes came towards them. This man should have a pleasant appearance, but there was an air of arrogance between his eyebrows, just like a rose with thorns, beautiful but difficult to approach. When Ye Qin saw Feng Qingyue and Jun Lingyuan together, a mocking smile instantly appeared on the corner of his mouth. That smile was like the shadow of an icy sword, with obvious provocation. He walked forward with deliberately exaggerated steps and said to Feng Qingyue in a sarcastic tone: "Hey, isn't this Feng Qingyue? What's the matter? Which young man have you hooked up with again? You are really good at tricks." His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for people around to hear. The malice in his words was like a poisonous snake hidden in the flowers, ready to give people a fatal blow at any time.

Feng Qingyue was completely bewildered by his sudden taunting. Her mind went blank, and she was filled with confusion. She looked at her maid, A'lu, beside her, with a puzzled look, like a lost person searching for directions in the darkness. A'lu quickly leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Miss, this is your childhood sweetheart, Ye Qin."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingyue was instantly enraged. Memories of the original owner's fate flooded back into her mind like a tide, the details of the original owner's experience vividly recounted in the journal. The original owner was such a pure, gentle, and kind woman, and her heart was filled with devotion to him, yet he had dared to take her as his concubine. Such behavior was abhorrent to both humans and gods. Her eyes seemed to burn with blazing fire, and she lashed out at Ye Qin with gritted teeth, "Ye Qin, you despicable, shameless, and heartless villain! Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a sleazy person with a filthy heart. You coveted power and abandoned your childhood sweetheart. Have you lost your conscience? People like you are like rats in the gutter, forever surviving in darkness. And yet you have the audacity to mock me here? Why don't you take a piss and reflect on your own behavior?" Her voice trembled with anger, and every word was like a flaming bullet, fired at Ye Qin.

Ye Qin was left somewhat bewildered by her scolding. His eyes widened, and he stood there blankly, like a frightened deer. He had not expected Feng Qingyue to strike back so forcefully. In his memory, Feng Qingyue had always been that gentle and gullible woman, and had never used such sharp words before.

Jun Lingyuan stood aside, also bewildered. He had no idea who Ye Qin was, nor did he understand the complex relationship between them. But seeing Feng Qingyue defend him so strongly, he couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. That joy was like a clear spring, rippling through the troubled waters of his heart.

After Feng Qingyue finished scolding Ye Qin, she suddenly seemed to snap out of her fury. She realized how she had lost her composure in front of Jun Lingyuan, and the ladylike image she had worked so hard to maintain was now completely shattered. Jun Lingyuan would undoubtedly become even more suspicious of her identity or the reason for this sudden change in his temperament. She secretly groaned inwardly, wondering why she had been so impulsive.

Jun Lingyuan found it quite amusing to hear her inner complaints and see her suddenly annoyed expression. He felt as if he had discovered a hidden treasure within Feng Qingyue: this treasure was her vibrant side. She used to be cautious, gentle, and reserved, like a flower quietly blooming in a greenhouse. Now, she was like a kitten with its fur blown up, full of life and energy, yet also quite interesting.

Ye Qin came back to his senses and pointed at Feng Qingyue angrily and said, "You...you ungrateful woman!" His face turned red like a cooked shrimp, and his originally arrogant demeanor was replaced by anger and humiliation.

Feng Qingyue snorted coldly. She didn't want to have any more entanglement with Ye Qin at this moment, so she pulled Jun Lingyuan's sleeve and said, "Lingyuan, let's go. Don't waste time with this kind of person." The action was quick and decisive, with an unquestionable determination.

Jun Lingyuan obediently let her pull him along, a subtle hint of doting in his eyes. He seemed to be infected by Feng Qingyue's emotions, and just wanted to follow her and get away from this person and thing that made her unhappy.

Ye Qin watched them leave, stamping his feet in anger. His feet landed heavily on the ground, making a "dong dong" sound, but he could do nothing. He could only watch them gradually disappear into the crowd. The anger and resentment in his heart burned like a flame, but he could not find an outlet to vent.

The two continued walking along the small street. Feng Qingyue's emotions had not yet completely calmed down, and her chest was still rising and falling slightly, like a little soldier who had just experienced a fierce battle.

Jun Lingyuan patted her hand gently, the action gentle yet full of soothing power, and asked: "Qingyue, what's going on with Ye Qin?"

Feng Qingyue took a deep breath, as if to expel the anger and chaotic thoughts in her heart. After a moment's thought, she replied, "Ling Yuan, he was just someone I mistakenly recognized. I thought he was someone I could befriend, but I didn't expect him to be so heartless and disloyal."

Jun Lingyuan raised an eyebrow slightly. He could sense that Feng Qingyue wasn't telling the whole truth, but he didn't want to force her. "Since he's such a person, it's best for Qingyue to stay away from him in the future."

Feng Qingyue nodded, "Your Majesty is right. I will naturally have nothing to do with him anymore. But today he offended Your Majesty so much, and I am truly angry."

Jun Lingyuan's lips curled up into a faint smile, and that smile was like warm sunshine shining on Feng Qingyue's heart, "Qingyue cares about me so much, I am very pleased. He is just an ignorant person, I will not take him to heart."