Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

As the atmosphere in the hall was stagnant, brisk footsteps were heard outside the door.

"Qingyue, I heard you're back?"

Zizhu Yingchen walked in gracefully in a dark purple gown, with picturesque features and a temperament as gentle as jade.

Following closely behind was Feng Qingcheng, wearing a moon-white brocade robe and holding a folding fan, as she walked into the hall with a smile on her face.

Feng Qingcheng glanced at everyone in the hall. When she saw Ling Yuxiao, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Then she smiled and said, "Isn't this Brother Ling? What a coincidence."

Ling Yuxiao stood up calmly and bowed: "Brother Feng, how are you?"

(They actually know each other?)

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Ling Yuxiao's eyes darkened slightly, and his gaze moved silently between Feng Qingcheng and Jun Linyuan.

Feng Qingyue quickly stood up and introduced him, "Uncle, this is Master Ling Yuxiao from the Number One Villa in the World." Turning to Ling Yuxiao, she said, "This is my uncle Zizhu Yingchen."

Zizhu Yingchen nodded slightly, his gaze lingered on Ling Yuxiao for a moment before moving away indifferently without saying a word.

Ling Yuxiao was also very respectful and behaved calmly.

Feng Qingyue was about to introduce him to Feng Qingcheng when Feng Qingcheng waved her fan and said with a smile, "Ling Yuxiao, the young master of the world's number one villa. We met once before at the border of Beixiu."

Ling Yuxiao smiled and replied, "Brother Feng has a good memory."

The two of them tacitly ignored the fact that they met on the way, as if it was really a chance reunion.

Zizhu Yingchen took in everything and broke the silence with a light cough: "Qingyue, I heard that you guys have gained something today?"

Feng Qingyue briefly reported the findings of the investigation.

Feng Qingcheng folded her folding fan and said sternly, "This matter has far-reaching implications and requires careful consideration." She then turned to Ling Yuxiao and said, "Brother Ling, since you're willing to help, why don't we discuss a solution together?"

Ling Yuxiao said warmly, "It's my honor."

Jun Linyuan suddenly interrupted in a cold voice: "No need."

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Everyone was stunned.

He glanced at Ling Yuxiao with a cold gaze, his tone leaving no room for doubt: "We will handle this matter ourselves, so there is no need for you, Master Ling, to worry about it."

Feng Qingyue frowned: "Yuan!"

Zizhu Yingchen changed the subject at the right moment: "We'll discuss this later." Looking out the window at the darkening sky, "Let's have dinner first."

Feng Qingcheng smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Brother Ling has come from afar, so I should show my hospitality."

Ling Yuxiao stood up gracefully: "Sorry to bother you."

Jun Linyuan's face was frosty, but his hand holding Feng Qingyue tightened unconsciously.

(Ling Yuxiao......)

(What does he want to do...)

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At dinner time, undercurrents were stirring at the table.

"Mr. Ling, try this steamed sea bass." Feng Qingcheng took the initiative to serve Ling Yuxiao, "This is a seasonal fresh fish unique to Lanjiang River."

Ling Yuxiao took it with a smile: "Thank you, Master Feng. I heard that the Lanjiang River perch is at its most plump in March. Seeing it today, it is indeed well-deserved."

Jun Linyuan calmly pushed a plate of vinegar-soaked lotus root slices in front of Feng Qingyue: "Your favorite."

Feng Qingyue was about to thank him when Feng Qingcheng suddenly interrupted, "Come to think of it, Brother Ling mentioned that he liked Lan Country cuisine when he was at the border?"

"Indeed." Ling Yuxiao put down his chopsticks gracefully. "I've traveled a lot, but the food isn't as exquisite as in Lan Country. Especially this Eight Treasure Duck..."

Jun Linyuan interrupted coldly: "Master Ling does know something about Lan Country."

"I only know a little bit." Ling Yuxiao responded calmly, "After all, the No. 1 Villa in the World has some business dealings with various countries."

Zizhu Yingchen took a sip of sake and suddenly said, "Mr. Ling, are you coming to Lan Country this time for business or..."

Ling Yuxiao replied calmly, "To be honest, I did come here for something else. But it's fate that I met Miss Feng and all of you."

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The wine glass in Jun Linyuan's hand suddenly made a slight shattering sound.

Feng Qingcheng raised her glass quickly: "Come on, come on, it's a rare occasion for us to get together, let's have a drink first."

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Three days later, as midnight approached, dark clouds covered the moon.

"Uncle, let's confirm the plan again." Feng Qingyue lowered her voice, "I will be responsible for the three guards on the east side, you deal with the four on the west side, and then we will open the boxes and inspect them at the same time."

Zizhu Yingchen played with the jade chess piece. "Remember, if it's something really important, there must be a trap inside the box. Once you open it, immediately step back three steps."

Feng Qingyue nodded, and suddenly thought of something: "Prepare to speak..."

"Focus." Zizhu Yingchen reminded softly, "The convoy is coming."

A flash of cold light flashed! Before the guard could recover, the leading cargo box was split open by the sword energy.

“Who are they!” the guard leader shouted, “Stop them!”

Zizhu Yingchen sneered: "With you?" Three chess pieces flew through the air and instantly pierced the throats of the three people.

Feng Qingyue took the opportunity to dart to the center of the convoy and used the tip of her sword to pry open another cargo box. The moment the lid was opened, she suddenly remembered Zizhu Yingchen's warning and quickly jumped back.

"careful!"

A poisoned crossbow arrow flew past her hair.

Zizhu Yingchen pulled her behind him and said, "I told you there was a trap!"

Feng Qingyue was still in shock: "Thank you, uncle. But in this box..."

A red flare suddenly shot into the sky, dyeing the night sky scarlet.

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Amidst the smoke and dust, a man in black armor rode up on horseback. The gilded token on his waist gleamed coldly in the moonlight. "Are you two tired of living, robbing the Regent's goods?"

Feng Qingyue exchanged a glance with her uncle and suddenly chuckled, "Since it's the Regent's, then it must be true."

The man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly pulled the reins: "What on earth are you..."

"Why are you helping the evil?" Feng Qingyue pointed her sword at the person who came, and the hidden weapon in her sleeve was ready to be used.

"Aiding the tyrant?" The man laughed wildly, as if he had heard a joke. "Little girl, what do you know? In this world..." He suddenly drew his sword and chopped it down. "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!"

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Sparks flew as the swords collided.

Feng Qingyue turned around and retreated, but saw that the man's swordsmanship suddenly became strange, and it even carried the snake-like power unique to Northern cultivators.

Upon seeing this, Zizhu Yingchen shot out seven chess pieces in the shape of the Big Dipper, forcing the man to retreat three steps.

"Bei Xiu's martial arts?" Feng Qingyue was shocked. "The Regent is actually colluding with the enemy country?"

Blood oozed from the corner of the man's mouth, but he smiled grimly: "It's too late to know now!" He suddenly crushed the jade talisman in his hand, and the ground suddenly cracked into several cracks.

"Be careful of the ground sinking!" Zizhu Yingchen pulled Feng Qingyue back quickly.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the man had actually severed his own heart and fell face up in a pool of blood.

"You'd rather die than tell me..." Feng Qingyue squatted down and gently closed his angry eyes. "Perhaps you have your own reasons, but wrong is wrong."

"Qingyue!" Zizhu Yingchen suddenly shouted.

She turned around and saw more than ten bronze puppets neatly stacked in the cargo box that her uncle had opened, each with a blood-red crystal embedded in the heart.

Zizhu Yingchen's fingertips trembled: "Bei Xiu's corpse puppet technique...they actually want to form a puppet army?"