Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Feng Qingyue sat in the room of the inn, her thoughts tightly entangled with the assassination incident.

That thrilling scene replayed in her mind like a recurring film. The assassin's blade flashed with cold light, Jun Lingyuan's pale face as he was injured protecting her—everything left her with a lingering fear. She was clearly aware that there must be a huge conspiracy behind this, and she felt like a prey caught in the darkness, vulnerable to a fatal blow at any moment.

Her thoughts drifted involuntarily to the mysterious Qionghua Pavilion. Although Feng Qingyue didn't know their exact purpose, the resources and vast information network it possessed were what she desperately needed. "Whatever their intentions, if I can leverage their resources, I can gain a deeper understanding of the current situation and obtain more information," Feng Qingyue thought to herself. "Now, someone is deliberately plotting to kill me. I simply cannot sit idly by and wait for death."

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun filtered through the window, gently filling the room. Feng Qingyue found her father, Feng Zhanxiong, and asked with concern in her eyes, "Dad, where are Su Jin and Ah Cui?"

Feng Zhanxiong looked at his daughter, sighed softly, and said slowly: "Su Jin was seriously injured before, and is now recovering at home. A Cui has been taking good care of her. But don't worry too much, Su Jin's injuries have improved significantly now."

Feng Qingyue nodded slightly and continued, "Dad, I want you to quietly bring Su Jin and A Cui to the inn to see me. In this situation, I need them by my side."

Feng Zhanxiong understood his daughter's thoughts. He knew that in this complex situation, his daughter needed a trusted confidant by her side. "Okay, Yue'er. Dad will make the arrangements right away. Don't worry." With that, Feng Zhanxiong turned and left to prepare to bring Su Jin and A Cui to the inn.

Feng Qingyue watched her father's departing back, a sense of unease rising within her. She had no idea what the upcoming collaboration with Qionghua Pavilion would bring, nor was she sure if it would complicate the situation further. However, she also understood that in this ever-changing situation, only proactive action could offer a glimmer of hope amidst the turbulent undercurrents.

Jun Lingyuan was still resting in his room at the inn. Feng Qingyue tiptoed to his bedside, looking at his slightly pale face with a heart full of pity. She knew the decision she was about to make would affect many people, Jun Lingyuan among them. However, to protect herself and those around her, she had no choice.

"Jun Lingyuan, no matter what, I will do my best to protect us." Feng Qingyue said silently in her heart.

As the night deepened, Feng Qingyue paced back and forth in her room. She heard light footsteps outside the door. She hurried to the door and opened it, only to see her father, Feng Zhanxiong, Su Jin, and Ah Cui standing outside.

When Su Jin and Ah Cui saw Feng Qingyue, their eyes instantly turned red. Su Jin completely ignored the pain in his body and quickly walked forward, kneeling in front of Feng Qingyue with a plop. Ah Cui also quickly knelt down.

Su Jin's voice was full of self-blame and guilt, and she said in a crying voice: "Miss, it's all our fault that we are useless. We failed to protect you." Tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

Ah Cui also choked up and said, "Miss, if anything happened to you, how would we live? I'm so thankful to see that you are safe and sound."

Feng Qingyue quickly reached out to help them up, her eyes filled with emotion: "What are you doing? Get up quickly. That assassin came with such force, it's not your fault. And, look, I'm fine now, right?"

Su Jin stood up, but still couldn't stop sobbing: "Miss, in that situation, I only regret that I didn't have the ability to stand in front of you, which put you in such a dangerous situation."

Feng Qingyue gently wiped the tears from Su Jin's face and said softly, "Su Jin, Ah Cui, don't blame yourselves. We still have a lot of things to do now. I called you here because we will face more dangers and challenges in the future."

Su Jin and Ah Cui exchanged a glance, then looked at Feng Qingyue with a determined gaze. They said in unison, "Miss, no matter what it is, we are willing to follow you, even if it means going through fire and water."

At this moment, Feng Qingyue looked at Su Jin, her doubts growing stronger. She couldn't help but ask, "Su Jin, you are so good at martial arts, why did you work as a maid in the Su Mansion before? With your skills, you shouldn't be just a maid."

Su Jin tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with confusion. She slowly shook her head and said, "Miss, I don't remember. I only remember waking up in the Su Mansion. Everyone around me said I was a maid in the Su Mansion. I have no recollection of anything else."

Feng Qingyue's heart moved, wondering if Su Jin had lost her memory like the descriptions in the modern novels she had read. However, she also knew that now was not the time to delve into this issue.

She waved her hand and said, "Forget it. If you can't remember, forget it. Have a good rest tonight, and you can go out with me tomorrow."