Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Ouyang Wanqing rushed in, her eyes full of anxiety, and shouted at Feng Qingyue: "Qingyue, help me!"

Feng Qingyue looked up at her lazily, thinking to herself: They are indeed father and daughter, their styles of doing things are exactly the same, both so impetuous and reckless.

However, she just responded with a faint expression: "What's wrong with you?" The voice was soft and slow, revealing a sense of nonchalance.

Ouyang Wanqing panted and took a deep breath. She hurried to Feng Qingyue's side and said flatteringly, "My father arranged for me to meet that young master today. Will you come with me?"

Feng Qingyue frowned slightly, and said with a hint of helplessness in her eyes: "They want to see you, not me. It's not appropriate for me to go."

Ouyang Wanqing hurriedly grabbed Feng Qingyue's slender arm and said coquettishly, "You are my good friend! So just go with me." Her voice was soft and sweet.

Feng Qingyue's eyes were still filled with hesitation, and she gently said, "Wouldn't that be rude?"

Ouyang Wanqing anxiously shook Feng Qingyue's arm, her eyes wide open, and said eagerly: "What's so impolite about this? We are just going to meet. You said before that this kind of thing is nothing. Just accompany me, please, Qingyue." Her tone was full of urgency.

Feng Qingyue couldn't resist her soft and hard persuasion, so she could only sigh softly and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go with you."

Then, she said to Lan Qing who was standing quietly beside her: "Lan Qing, you and Lan Xin should go to the attic today. You don't have to accompany me."

Lan Qing bowed slightly respectfully and replied, "Yes, Miss."

Feng Qingyue said to Ouyang Wanqing again, "Wait for me to change my clothes."

In the private room of the restaurant, there was an elegant seat by the window, where a young man was sitting with a graceful posture.

He was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, the sleeves of which fluttered gently in the wind. His face was as handsome as jade, and his eyes revealed a gentle and calm temperament.

He was quietly watching the bustling scene of people coming and going on the busy streets outside.

The servant next to him frowned and said to the young master with a worried look on his face, "Young master, do you really want to meet the city lord's daughter? I've heard that she's extremely domineering and willful."

There was a hint of worry in the servant's voice. In his opinion, his young master, who was so gentle in nature, should not have too much contact with such a perverse woman.

The young man just smiled calmly: "It's just a meeting, let's just consider it as making friends." His voice was calm and unhurried.

Seeing that the young master had made up his mind, the servant stopped talking and just stood there silently.

At the entrance of the restaurant, Ouyang Wanqing's eyes sparkled with excitement. She pulled Feng Qingyue and walked inside, saying happily as she walked, "Qingyue, let's go."

The waiter came up to him with a big smile on his face and asked enthusiastically, "Sir, how many of you are there?"

Ouyang Wanqing replied crisply, "We're looking for someone, private room 666."

The waiter still smiled and said, "Okay, please come this way."

With a "creak", the sound of the door being pushed open seemed particularly crisp in the quiet corridor outside the private room.

Hearing the voice, the young man turned around and looked at the two girls, one dressed simply and elegantly, the other in bright clothes.

Ouyang Wanqing was the first to bow gracefully, her voice sweetly saying, "Hello, sir! I'm Ouyang Wanqing, and this is my good sister, An Qingyue."

She was a little nervous, after all, she was going to meet a strange man and didn't know what kind of person he was.

Ling Yuxiao said gently and softly, "Hello, ladies! I am Ling Yuxiao."

Feng Qingyue seemed frozen in place, her eyes fixed on Ling Yuxiao, her heart filled with shock: "Isn't this Ling Yuxiao? Why is he here?" Her eyes were filled with confusion and disbelief.

Seeing Feng Qingyue in a daze, Ouyang Wanqing reached out and gently shook her, saying anxiously, "Qingyue, Qingyue, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Qingyue seemed to wake up from a dream. She shook her head hurriedly and said in a panic, "I'm fine."

Ling Yuxiao looked at Feng Qingyue, feeling a little curious, and asked, "Miss, do you know me?" He saw Feng Qingyue staring at him, as if her eyes could see through him.

Feng Qingyue took a deep breath, as if to calm the waves in her heart, and tried to make her voice sound calmer, and said: "Mr. Ling looks very similar to a friend of mine. May I ask where Mr. Ling's residence is?" She wanted to confirm whether this Ling Yuxiao was the person she knew.

Ling Yuxiao replied politely, his voice calm and steady: "I am from the Beiming Dynasty."

Hearing this, Feng Qingyue's heart was like a turbulent sea. Memories of her time in the Beiming Dynasty came flooding back like a tide. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, including nostalgic melancholy and doubtful confusion.

Feng Qingyue continued to ask, with a hint of nervousness in her voice: "Master Ling, do you know Feng Qingyue?"

Ling Yuxiao shook his head and said calmly, "No, I don't know this person." There was no trace of emotion on his expression.

Feng Qingyue continued to ask unwillingly, with a hint of unwillingness in her voice: "Do you remember that you brought a girl to the villa to recuperate before?"

Ling Yuxiao shook his head again, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and asked gently, "Miss, how did you know I have a villa?"

Feng Qingyue felt a little lost. She didn't understand why the person in front of her seemed to have completely forgotten her.

She tried her best to suppress her emotions, with a hint of feigned calmness in her voice, as she said, "Oh! I've heard the city lord talk about it before."

Ling Yuxiao nodded, his movements graceful and calm, and said, "I see."

Ouyang Wanqing reached out and pulled Feng Qingyue, saying in a brisk voice, "Qingyue, stop standing and sit down."

Ling Yuxiao gently signaled to the servant, who understood and went out for a while. Then the waiter brought the dishes to the table one after another.

Ling Yuxiao had a warm smile on his face and said, "I don't know what you two ladies like to eat, so I ordered one of the restaurant's signature dishes. I hope you like them."

Ouyang Wanqing looked at him with surprise in her eyes and said, "I like them all. Thank you, Mr. Ling."

Feng Qingyue was still immersed in her own emotions, and couldn't figure out why the person in front of her was Ling Yuxiao from before, but he didn't recognize Feng Qingyue. What was the problem?

Ling Yuxiao looked at Feng Qingyue with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and asked softly, "Miss An, what are you thinking about? You are so engrossed." He felt that An Qingyue was a little strange.

Feng Qingyue slowly raised her head and looked directly into Ling Yuxiao's eyes. There was a hint of anticipation in her eyes as she asked, "Mr. Ling, do you still remember that you took a girl to Beiming Qionghua Pavilion a few years ago?"

Ling Yuxiao thought for a moment, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said, "I have been to Qionghua Pavilion a few times, but I have never brought a girl there." He felt that this question was a bit puzzling, but he still answered it patiently.

Feng Qingyue continued to ask, "Does Master Ling know Su Jin?"

Ling Yuxiao nodded and said calmly, "Are you talking about Miss Su? I know her."

Ling Yuxiao then said: "She was rescued by me, and then..." Ling Yuxiao thought about it, but couldn't remember where Su Jin went later, so he didn't say anything else, but his expression showed a hint of doubt.

Feng Qingyue looked at Ling Yuxiao and said nothing more. She had already confirmed in her heart that all the memories of her visit to the Beiming Dynasty seemed to have been completely erased, and her heart was filled with sadness and helplessness.

During the rest of the meal, only Ouyang Wanqing kept asking Ling Yuxiao various questions, while Feng Qingyue just ate silently and said no more.