Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

The next morning, Feng Qingyue walked on the streets of the capital of Lan Kingdom.

The streets were busy with people coming and going.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind: "Miss Feng!"

Feng Qingyue was slightly stunned and looked back, only to see Ling Yuxiao standing not far away with a surprised smile on his face, walking towards her quickly.

"Miss Feng, it's really you!" Ling Yuxiao walked up to her, his tone a little excited, "I didn't expect to meet you here!"

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Feng Qingyue looked at him calmly, not surprised.

She had already known that Ling Yuxiao had also come to Lan Country, but she didn't expect to meet him here by chance.

"Mr. Ling, long time no see." Feng Qingyue smiled slightly, her tone indifferent.

Seeing her so calm, Ling Yuxiao felt a little disappointed, but soon regained his smile: "Miss Feng, when did you arrive in Lan Country? Why didn't you tell us?"

Feng Qingyue said calmly, "I was a little rushed when I got there, so I didn't have time to tell you."

Ling Yuxiao nodded, his tone filled with concern: "Are you done with your work now? Is everything okay?"

Feng Qingyue shook her head, her tone distant: "Thank you for your concern, Master Ling. I'm fine."

Ling Yuxiao felt a little helpless when he saw her cold attitude, but he was still unwilling to give up: "Miss Feng, since we've met, why don't we have lunch together? I know there's a Zui Xiang Lou nearby, the dishes are pretty good."

Feng Qingyue wanted to refuse, but then she thought, this is a good opportunity to ask him about Ouyang Wanqing, so she nodded and said, "Okay."

When Ling Yuxiao saw that she agreed, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face: "Great! Then we will go there now."

The two walked towards Zui Xiang Lou together.

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Inside Zuixiang Tower, in a private room.

Ling Yuxiao ordered a few signature dishes and poured a cup of tea for Feng Qingyue, his tone filled with attentiveness: "Miss Feng, try this tea. It's specially made by Zui Xiang Lou and tastes good."

Feng Qingyue picked up the teacup, took a sip, and nodded, "It's really good."

Seeing her expression ease up a bit, Ling Yuxiao felt relieved and asked with a smile, "Miss Feng, can I call you Qingyue?"

Feng Qingyue put down the teacup and said calmly, "Sure."

Ling Yuxiao smiled, his tone teasing: "Then don't call me 'Master Ling' or 'Master Ling' all the time. It sounds strange. Just call me Yuxiao."

Feng Qingyue glanced at him, a faint smile flashed in her eyes, and nodded: "Okay, Yuxiao."

Seeing her agree, Ling Yuxiao's mood brightened, and his tone became much more relaxed: "That's right! We are old friends, so why be so polite?"

Feng Qingyue then asked, "By the way, where's Ouyang Wanqing? Didn't she come with you?"

Ling Yuxiao nodded, his tone somewhat relaxed: "I had already sent her back to Frost Moon City safely before I came here."

Feng Qingyue frowned slightly when she heard this: "Send her back to Frost Moon City? Is she okay?"

Ling Yuxiao smiled and said gently, "Don't worry, she's fine. It's just that the situation in Lan Country is complicated. I think it's safer for her to stay in Frost Moon City."

Feng Qingyue nodded, with a hint of gratitude in her tone: "Thank you for taking care of her."

Ling Yuxiao waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just a small favor, no need to be polite. But how did you handle the matter?"

Feng Qingyue glanced at him, a complex expression flashing across her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure: "It should be over."

Ling Yuxiao nodded thoughtfully, his tone tentative: "Qingyue, you said we've met before in Beiming? I also feel that you are somewhat familiar, but I still can't remember."

Feng Qingyue smiled faintly, her tone calm: "You don't have to mind it. It's common for some people to feel familiar after meeting them once."

Ling Yuxiao scratched his head, his tone apologetic: "I'm sorry, but seeing you, I still feel like we've known each other for a long time."

Feng Qingyue's eyes flickered with tenderness, and her tone softened a bit: "You don't have to mind. Some things, whether you remember them or not is not important. What matters is the fate at the moment."

Seeing her gentle smile, Ling Yuxiao felt much more relaxed and said with a smile, "Yes. Speaking of which, when you asked me to take care of Ouyang Wanqing, I felt a little strange. After all, we didn't seem to have much in common. But now it seems that maybe we should have been friends a long time ago."

Feng Qingyue nodded, her tone filled with emotion: "Thank you for trusting me so much, I'm very grateful."

Ling Yuxiao waved his hand and said with a smile: "Qingyue, you are too polite. Since we are friends, it is only natural for us to help each other. By the way, do you have any urgent matters? If you need help, just let me know."

Feng Qingyue pondered for a moment, her tone a little cautious: "There are indeed some things that need to be dealt with, but it is not convenient to say more for the time being. When the time is right, I will tell you."

Ling Yuxiao nodded, his tone showing some understanding: "Okay, then I won't ask any more questions. But, Qingyue, you must remember that no matter what difficulties you encounter, you can come to me. I will do my best to help you."

Feng Qingyue glanced at him, a trace of gratitude flashing in her eyes: "Thank you, Yuxiao."

Ling Yuxiao smiled, his tone relaxed: "Don't be so polite all the time. By the way, what are your plans next? If you need me to accompany you, I'm always free."

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Feng Qingyue was about to answer when she suddenly heard a noise coming from downstairs.

She frowned slightly, stood up, walked to the window and looked downstairs.

I saw a group of people gathered on the street, and it seemed that they were arguing with each other.

Ling Yuxiao also walked over to her side, took a look, and said with a smile: "It's just some ordinary people quarreling, don't pay attention to it."

Feng Qingyue's eyes fixed, and she whispered, "No, that person... seems to be Zhao Heng."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yuxiao looked carefully and saw Zhao Heng standing in the crowd with an arrogant look on his face, as if he was arguing with someone.

Ling Yuxiao frowned, his tone filled with confusion: "Zhao Heng? Who is he?"

Feng Qingyue explained in a low voice, "He is Zhao Qian's son, and Zhao Qian is the regent's confidant. He is suspected of being involved in some conspiracy of the regent."

Ling Yuxiao's eyes flashed with understanding, and his tone was a little cautious: "I see. So what are you going to do?"

Feng Qingyue's eyes were calm, and her tone was a bit cold: "Let's see what he wants to do first. Perhaps we can find the Regent's flaws from his actions."

Ling Yuxiao nodded, his tone firm: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Feng Qingyue glanced at him, a hint of gratitude flashing in her eyes: "Okay."

Ling Yuxiao smiled, his tone relaxed: "Since we are friends, it is only natural for us to help each other."

The two of them quickly left the private room together.

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Walking out of Zuixiang Tower, Feng Qingyue looked coldly in the direction of Zhao Heng.

"Zhao Heng...perhaps we can find some clues from him."

She thought to herself and followed quietly.

Ling Yuxiao followed her and asked in a low voice: "Qingyue, what are you going to do?"

Feng Qingyue's eyes were calm, and her tone was a little cold: "Let's see what he wants to do first. Zhao Heng is Zhao Qian's son. Perhaps we can find the regent's flaws from his actions."

Ling Yuxiao nodded, with a hint of caution in his tone: "Okay."

The two followed Zhao Heng all the way, only to see him swaggering into a gambling house with several followers.

Feng Qingyue frowned slightly and whispered, "He is indeed a playboy. He still has the mind to gamble at a time like this."

Ling Yuxiao smiled, his tone filled with disdain: "This kind of person will never achieve great things. However, since he is Zhao Qian's son, perhaps we can find something useful from him."

Feng Qingyue nodded: "Let's go in and take a look."