Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Feng Qingyue gently closed the door, leaned against it, and slid down slowly, finally squatting on the ground. She clutched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, feeling a mixture of emotions.

Her eyes were red and tears were welling up in them, but she tried hard to hold them back.

She kept telling herself in her heart that all this was for survival and for the stability of this small world. However, the feeling of guilt swept over her like a surging tide, almost swallowing her completely.

She knew that her actions had deeply hurt Jun Lingyuan, the man who had once made her heart flutter. Just now, she was like a cold-blooded executioner, severing the already fragile bond between them.

Feng Qingyue raised her head and gazed at the night sky. The stars twinkled, yet she felt utterly lonely. "What on earth have I done..." she murmured, her voice filled with pain and self-blame.

Inside the palace, Jun Lingyuan watched Feng Qingyue leave resolutely, his anger growing stronger. He clenched his fists, veins bulging on the backs of his hands, and his eyes were filled with anger and despair.

He had never expected Feng Qingyue to be so heartless, to push him to another woman with her own hands. He felt like a chess piece being manipulated at will, and Feng Qingyue was the cold-blooded player. "Feng Qingyue, you have such a cruel heart!" he roared inwardly.

Yelu Yan's soft call from the bedside sounded like a harsh noise to his ears. He turned away in anger and disgust, not wanting to see her.

Jun Lingyuan's mind kept replaying Feng Qingyue's image. All the tender moments, playful moments, and those seemingly sincere past times had vanished into thin air. He felt like a complete fool, being played around by Feng Qingyue's false affections.

Seeing Jun Lingyuan turn his head in anger, Yelu Yan was startled. She reached out to touch him, but was frightened by his cold gaze and quickly retracted her hand. "Brother Lingyuan, what's wrong with you?" she asked cautiously.

Jun Lingyuan didn't want to pay any attention to her at all. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down, but the anger in his heart was hard to calm down.

Jun Lingyuan forced himself to sit up, using the drug's effects. He stared coldly at Yelu Yan and scolded her, "Yelü Yan, why are you in my bedroom? Do you know this is disrespectful?"

Yelu Yan was so frightened by Jun Lingyuan's sudden scolding that her whole body trembled. Her face turned pale in an instant and she stammered, "Brother Lingyuan, I... I..." She had no idea how to explain. The scene she had been looking forward to had now become so terrifying.

Jun Lingyuan's anger grew even stronger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me! Who ordered you to do this? How dare you break into my bedroom without permission?" Although his body was still a little weak due to the effects of the medicine, his innate imperial majesty was not diminished at all.

Yelu Yan knelt on the ground with a plop, tears streaming down her face. She cried, "Brother Lingyuan, it was... Sister Feng who asked me to come. She... she put drugs in your wine. I... I just love you too much, so..." She didn't dare to look up at Jun Lingyuan, and her voice became lower and lower.

Yelu Yan knelt on the ground and just kept crying. She regretted it so much at this moment. She knew that doing this would not only fail to win Jun Lingyuan's heart, but would make him hate her even more.

Jun Lingyuan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He looked at Yelu Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, and said coldly, "Go away. I don't want to see you again."

When Yelu Yan heard Jun Lingyuan's cold words, her heart sank, but she didn't dare to say anything more. She could only slowly get up and walk out of the bedroom in a daze.

Feng Qingyue walked towards her palace with heavy steps. Under the cold moonlight, her back looked extremely lonely.

When she returned to her bedroom, she seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed on the bed.

Jun Lingyuan's angry eyes kept appearing in her mind. Those eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into her heart.

She curled up into a ball, hugged her knees tightly with her hands, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

All the moments she had spent with Jun Lingyuan flashed before her eyes like a kaleidoscope. The gentleness that was revealed unintentionally, the teasing with a smile, now turned into sharp needles that pricked her.

Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and every beat was accompanied by indescribable pain. She covered her face, and tears finally fell through her fingers.

Just as she was lost in her misery, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded. Before she could react, the bedroom door was flung open, and Jun Lingyuan appeared, his expression cold. Anger still blazed in his eyes as he stared intently at Feng Qingyue, who lay on the bed.

"Hmph, who are you pretending to be sad for?" Jun Lingyuan's voice was as cold as ice, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "When you drugged me and sent Yelu Yan to my bed, you didn't even show the slightest bit of reluctance."

Feng Qingyue raised her head, and the moment she saw Jun Lingyuan, a trace of panic and guilt flashed in her eyes.

She opened her lips slightly, wanting to explain, but she felt as if her throat was choked by something, and she couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Jun Lingyuan strode to the bedside, looked down at Feng Qingyue, and continued to taunt her, "What? You have nothing to say? Aren't you very resourceful? You played me like a fool, and now you put on this pitiful look, what are you trying to do? To gain my sympathy?"

Feng Qingyue's lips trembled slightly. She tried to calm herself down and said in a hoarse voice, "Jun Lingyuan, I know I hurt you, but I really can't help it. Everything I did was for..."

"That's enough!" Jun Lingyuan interrupted her rudely, "Stop talking nonsense about this and that. I only saw you drugging me in order to push me to someone else."

Feng Qingyue bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes again. She knew that no matter what she said, Jun Lingyuan would not believe her easily.

She took a deep breath and said slowly, "If you are here to accuse me of something, then you can punish me as much as you want. I won't complain."

Jun Lingyuan looked at her pitiful appearance, and the anger in his heart not only did not subside, but became more violent.

He snorted coldly and said, "Punish you? Do you think that's enough? How can the harm you have caused me be remedied by a simple punishment?"

Feng Qingyue lowered her head, remaining silent. She knew the mistake she had made could not be easily forgiven, and at this moment, she only hoped that Jun Lingyuan would vent his anger, even if it meant a harsher scolding.

Jun Lingyuan stared at her for a moment, then suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Feng Qingyue, take a good look at me. Look at what you've turned me into." His eyes were filled with pain and anger.

Feng Qingyue was forced to look directly into Jun Lingyuan's eyes. She saw deep hurt in his eyes. Her heart felt like it had been struck hard, making her feel even more uncomfortable. She moved her lips slightly and whispered, "I'm sorry..."

"Do you think you can hurt me so recklessly with just a simple 'I'm sorry'? Feng Qingyue..." Jun Lingyuan didn't finish his words when his body suddenly softened and he fell on Feng Qingyue.