Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

In Feng Qingyue's bedroom, after dinner, she and Jun Lingyuan chatted. Candlelight flickered in the room, its shadows swaying on the walls. The dim candlelight was like a soft veil, enveloping the room in a warm and slightly ambiguous atmosphere.

Feng Qingyue covered her mouth lightly and yawned, sleepiness already in her eyes, so she said to Jun Lingyuan, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, I want to rest." After that, she looked towards the door.

Jun Lingyuan seemed not to understand the hint and remained seated with no intention of getting up and leaving.

Feng Qingyue had no choice but to drive him away again: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to return to your own palace." There was a subtle urging in her voice.

Jun Lingyuan raised his sword-like eyebrows, his eyes revealing stubbornness, and he said slowly: "I have said before that my beloved concubine must stay by my side at all times, and night is no exception."

Feng Qingyue felt that Jun Lingyuan was like a willful child making unreasonable trouble at the moment, but seeing his serious look, she found it funny.

But she suddenly thought that Jun Lingyuan was the emperor and had many beauties in his harem.

Although Jun Lingyuan was extremely handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, his eyebrows were as sharp as sword blades, his eyes were deep and bright like stars, his face was like a carefully carved jade, with clear contours and perfect lines, and his thin lips were as red as peach petals. He looked like a rare treasure made by heaven. But when he thought of his three palaces and six courtyards, he still felt that they were scumbags. But an inexplicable strange feeling welled up in his heart, as if he had eaten unripe fruit.

Feng Qingyue frowned, looking troubled: "Your Majesty, this is unreasonable."

When Jun Lingyuan heard this, a flash of anger crossed his face, like ripples on a calm lake after a stone was thrown into it. He said angrily, "You are my concubine. Sleeping here, even serving as my concubine, is only natural." His voice rose unconsciously, carrying an undeniable authority.

When Feng Qingyue heard this, her cheeks turned red with anger, like burning flames.

"Jun Lingyuan, please look carefully. I am not the real Feng Qingyue, which means I am not yours. Moreover, we are in a cooperative relationship. We have negotiated and signed an agreement before. Are you planning to break the contract?" Her eyes were burning with anger as she stared at Jun Lingyuan, her chest heaving slightly with anger.

Jun Lingyuan choked at these words, his expression becoming complicated. He sat up slightly, causing a slight gust of wind. Anger and doubt intertwined in his eyes, the anger like a volcano about to erupt, the doubt like layers of fog.

"What do you mean, my beloved? You are Feng Qingyue now, and this is an indisputable fact. As for the agreement, I naturally remember it, but I have changed my mind now." His tone was firm, and every word was like a stone hitting the ground.

Feng Qingyue folded her hands over her chest, crossed her arms like a barrier in front of her, and said seriously: "Your Majesty, you are the emperor, how can you be so untrustworthy? Can the agreement be changed just like that?" Her eyes were firm, and she showed no intention of backing down.

Jun Lingyuan snorted coldly with a condescending arrogance: "I am the Son of Heaven, my words are my will, and I can do whatever I want." His eyes revealed his innate arrogance.

Feng Qingyue stamped her feet in anger, the ground beneath her feet seeming to tremble slightly. She shouted, "If Your Majesty acts in this way, then I no longer need to cooperate with Your Majesty. I will leave the palace one day and find someone else to help me achieve my goals." She then made a gesture to stand up and leave.

Jun Lingyuan panicked at the sight of this. He hadn't expected Feng Qingyue to be so resolute. He quickly reached out and grabbed her arm, holding it tightly like a clamp, preventing her from leaving. His tone softened slightly, but still brooked no refusal. "My beloved, please don't be angry. I was just impulsive just now. I was wrong."

"Your Majesty is not wrong, I am wrong," Feng Qingyue snorted coldly and turned around.

"My beloved, don't be angry. I was really wrong," Jun Lingyuan looked at Feng Qingyue seriously.

Feng Qingyue turned around but didn't sit down. She continued to look at Jun Lingyuan warily, her eyes as deep and unfathomable as a pool of water. Slowly, she asked, "Your Majesty, do you truly know you're wrong?"

Jun Lingyuan nodded, slightly but firmly, "Seriously. But I really don't want to leave here today. My beloved, please let me stay. I promise I won't do anything that goes against the agreement."

Feng Qingyue looked at Jun Lingyuan, hesitant. She didn't know if Jun Lingyuan's words were true or just a delaying tactic. But she didn't want to jeopardize their relationship; after all, she still needed Jun Lingyuan to achieve her goals.

She sighed, like a gentle breeze, and said slowly, "Since Your Majesty says so, I will believe you this time. But Your Majesty must keep your promise."

Jun Lingyuan smiled, spreading like the ice breaking in spring. "Don't worry, my beloved, I will keep my promise."

Feng Qingyue then sat back down on the edge of the bed, but still kept a certain distance from Jun Lingyuan, with her body slightly tilted to one side, as if deliberately drawing a clear line between them.

Jun Lingyuan looked at Feng Qingyue's cautious expression and felt inexplicably unhappy. The two of them lay in bed, neither of them spoke. The air seemed to freeze, and only the sound of each other's gentle breathing echoed in the room.

After a long while, Jun Lingyuan softly asked, "Are you asleep?"

"No." Feng Qingyue answered sullenly.

Jun Lingyuan's voice was filled with curiosity and anticipation: "You can tell me about your life in that world."

Feng Qingyue didn't answer directly. Instead, she spoke of modern life, her eyes gleaming with nostalgia, and her voice became softer: "In my world, people don't need to perform the ritual of kneeling and bowing like here. Men and women are equal and can freely choose their careers. Women can work and strive for success outside the home just like men.

I have a group of like-minded colleagues, and we work hard towards our goals together. I also have many close friends, and in my spare time, we go shopping, watch movies, and eat together.

"There are tall buildings reaching into the sky, and all kinds of novel gadgets. Cars gallop on the road like horses, and planes soar in the sky..." As she spoke, Feng Qingyue's eyes gradually became red. She missed modern life more and more, missed her colleagues, friends, and everything in that world. But now she was trapped here, not knowing when she could return. Sadness overwhelmed her like a tide, and she couldn't help crying.

Jun Lingyuan watched Feng Qingyue cry, and a bad feeling surged in his heart, like a dark cloud covering the sunshine in his heart, making his heart heavy. It was as if every drop of Feng Qingyue's tears hit his heart, causing him pain and being at a loss.

He had never seen Feng Qingyue like this before. In his impression, she was always full of energy and fighting spirit, and never gave in even when faced with his difficulties.

Now, he could only watch her tears flow, unable to do anything. He had no idea of ​​the world she lived in; to him, it was like a distant, mysterious dream. After hesitating, he reached out and gently placed his hand on Feng Qingyue's back, patting it like soothing a wounded animal.

Feng Qingyue's shoulders trembled slightly, and she tried hard to suppress her tears, but the sobs still came out intermittently. Jun Lingyuan's hand lingered on her back, and he could feel her body trembling, which made his heart even more panicked.

After a while, Feng Qingyue's sobs subsided. As her emotions calmed, exhaustion washed over her like a tide. Her eyelids grew heavier, and her consciousness gradually blurred. Unconsciously, her body slowly relaxed, and she nestled into Jun Lingyuan's arms, breathing evenly and slowly, before she fell into a deep sleep.

Jun Lingyuan looked at Feng Qingyue sleeping in his arms, feeling a bit bewildered. Although he had concubines in his harem, he had never actually shared a bed with a woman. At this moment, a feeling he had never experienced before spread throughout his heart. His gaze was fixed on Feng Qingyue's face. Her slightly reddened eyes, her eyelashes stained with tears, her slightly tired yet still moving face, softened his heart immensely.

He had never looked at her so closely before. In this quiet moment, he could clearly feel her body heat transmitting through her clothes, a warmth and comfort. Jun Lingyuan's fingers moved subconsciously, wanting to touch her face but afraid to wake her. He was torn between enjoying the closeness and feeling confused by this strange emotion.

Jun Lingyuan, the ruler of a nation, despite boasting a harem of beauties, has never truly engaged in sexual relations. He's accustomed to controlling everything, treating those around him with authority and power. However, when it comes to Feng Qingyue, he always loses that composure. Her stubbornness, intelligence, and occasional temper are like keys, slowly unlocking a door in his heart that has never been touched.

At this moment, he quietly looked at Feng Qingyue, his heart rippling like a lake with a stone thrown into it. He tried to understand the world she spoke of, to appreciate her longing and yearning for that world, but he found that all he could do was to accompany her at this moment.

Time seemed to stand still, the room filled only with the sound of gentle breathing. Jun Lingyuan's eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions: pity, confusion, and a deep affection he hadn't yet realized. Slowly, his eyelids grew heavy, and sleepiness set in. He subconsciously hugged Feng Qingyue tighter, as if guarding a precious treasure. Finally, he, too, slowly closed his eyes in this tranquility and warmth.