Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

In the northern suburbs, Feng Qingyue had just stepped into the mansion when she turned her head and instructed Lan Qing, "Lan Qing, go and call Lan Ying to see me." There was unquestionable majesty in her voice.

Not long after, Lan Ying hurried over. He bowed respectfully and said, "Miss, you are looking for me."

Feng Qingyue raised her eyes, her expression solemn and serious: "Lan Ying, someone will come to the pavilion to look for me soon. You pretend to be me and go to the pavilion to take charge. This is a human skin mask. Don't forget to wear it." After she finished speaking, she handed over the mask neatly.

Although Lan Ying had doubts in her heart, she still took the mask and responded with a firm and loyal look: "Yes, Miss."

"You can step back now." Feng Qingyue raised her hand and waved it gently, her posture was lazy but her aura was powerful.

As Lan Ying left, a charming voice came: "Qingyue, Master Ling wants to treat us to a meal." Ouyang Wanqing walked over lightly. When she thought about meeting Master Ling, her face was full of anticipation and her heart was full of joy.

Feng Qingyue frowned, her tone filled with helplessness: "Ouyang Wanqing, have you been treating my An Mansion as your own home lately?"

Ouyang Wanqing didn't care. She took her arm affectionately and said with a flattering smile, "Hey, we have such a good relationship, why be so formal?"

Feng Qingyue gently broke free from her hand and asked coldly, "What did you just say?"

Ouyang Wanqing stuck out her tongue and answered playfully and cautiously, "Oh! Master Ling invited us to meet at Yuebin Tower."

Feng Qingyue immediately refused, crossing her arms across her chest, her tone cold and resolute: "What do you mean by 'we'? I accompanied you last time, but from now on you can just go and get along with him on your own. I don't want to be a light bulb."

Ouyang Wanqing looked confused: "What is a light bulb?"

Feng Qingyue quickly shook her head: "Nothing, I'm not going anyway."

Ouyang Wanqing was anxious and said pitifully, feeling aggrieved. "No, they invited both of us, and you said last time that you would help me pursue him. You have to give me the courage."

Feng Qingyue sighed and looked at her with a headache: "I give you courage, but that doesn't mean I will go with you."

Ouyang Wanqing tugged at the hem of her clothes and shook herself like a naughty child, her eyes filled with pleading and eagerness: "If you don't accompany me, how can I have the courage to go? Please have pity on me, I finally found a man I like."

Feng Qingyue finally compromised after some hesitation, shaking her head helplessly: "You...Okay, I'll go with you, just this once, and it won't happen again."

Ouyang Wanqing burst into laughter, her smile as bright as a blooming flower: "Okay, okay."

In the southwest courtyard, Ling Yi stood respectfully beside Ling Yuxiao, his posture erect as he reported, "Sir, that Miss An is quite mysterious. Apart from finding out that she lives in An Qingyue Mansion in the northern suburbs and came to Beiyan Country a year ago, there's nothing else we can find."

Ling Yuxiao narrowed his eyes, tapping his fingers lightly on the table. A faint smile played at the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly, "Really? That's indeed quite suspicious. But didn't the Sky Dome Pavilion in Frost Moon City only appear a year ago? Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"

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On the other side, Qianyi, who was outside the carriage, spoke in a steady voice, looking straight ahead, and asked calmly, "Your Majesty, are we going directly back to Xingli Country next?"

Jun Lingyuan's voice came from the carriage: "No, we are going to Frost Moon City in Beiyan Kingdom. Isn't it said that there is a Sky Dome Pavilion rising in Frost Moon City? Let's go and find out what's going on." There was no emotion in his tone.

Qianyi immediately responded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

At the Yuebin Inn, the servant said to Ling Yuxiao with curiosity and gossip, "Sir, are you really interested in the city lord's daughter?"

Ling Yuxiao frowned and scolded helplessly: "Stop talking nonsense."

The servant was relentless, his eyes full of confusion, and continued to ask: "Then why did you invite him to dinner? Last time it was because of the city lord's face, why this time? Could it be that the city lord also asked you to meet him this time?" The servant looked unconvinced.

Ling Yuxiao raised his voice: "Are you asking too many questions?"

The servant was startled and lowered his head without saying anything, but he still couldn't figure it out.

At this time, Ouyang Wanqing's cheerful voice came: "Mr. Ling, I'm sorry, we are late."

Ling Yuxiao smiled gently and politely replied, "No problem, I just arrived too." He then warmly said, "Please take a seat." He then called out, "Waiter."

The waiter came over with a big smile on his face: "Hey, sir, what would you like to order?"

Ouyang Wanqing said loudly and generously: "Bring us a portion of all your signature dishes." She was very excited.

The waiter happily responded, "Okay! Please wait a moment."

Ouyang Wanqing looked at Ling Yuxiao and suddenly became shy and uneasy, wondering if her previous behavior was a bit inappropriate.

Feng Qingyue hadn't said a word. After she went back last time, she figured it out. Since all traces of her life in Beiming had been erased, there was no need to pay too much attention to this matter.

Ling Yuxiao looked at Feng Qingyue and found that she didn't pay as much attention to him as last time. He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled: Why is that? Could it be that she realized she recognized the wrong person?

Ouyang Wanqing looked at Ling Yuxiao and asked a little embarrassedly, "Mr. Ling, how old are you this year?" There was shyness and expectation in her eyes, and she was nervous and expectant inside.

Ling Yuxiao replied gently: "I'm twenty-three this year."

Ouyang Wanqing asked again, "Has the young master married yet?" Her eyes were full of nervousness and anticipation.

Ling Yuxiao replied: "Not yet."

Ouyang Wanqing continued to ask, "Young Master, have you stayed in Beiyan?"

Ling Yuxiao replied: "That's not necessarily true. I've been traveling all over the world and have long been accustomed to this."

Ouyang Wanqing thought this was great, and her heart was full of longing, as if she saw a beautiful picture unfolding before her eyes.

At this time, the dishes were served. Feng Qingyue picked up the chopsticks and began to eat with a cold expression, as if she was an outsider.

Ling Yuxiao looked at Feng Qingyue and asked with concern, "What's wrong with Miss An today? You seem to be in a bad mood. Is there something bothering you?"

Feng Qingyue complained in her heart: This is all because of you two. You asked someone to be a light bulb when you made a date, and you don’t feel bored. The key is that this light bulb is still me.

But with a smile on his face, he said, "It's okay, I just have a cold today."

Ouyang Wanqing was horrified and asked with concern, "Ah! Qingyue, when did you get sick? How come I didn't know?"

Feng Qingyue looked at her as if she were a fool: "Haha, I've never seen someone as straightforward as you."

But on the surface he said calmly: "It's okay, just a little cold, nothing serious."

Ling Yuxiao couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

When Ouyang Wanqing saw Ling Yuxiao smile, she also started to smile foolishly. She thought Ling Yuxiao looked very handsome when he smiled.

Ling Yuxiao asked casually, "Miss Ouyang, you grew up in Frost Moon City. Do you know about the Sky Dome Pavilion?"

Ouyang Wanqing answered directly: "Of course I know."

Ling Yuxiao continued to ask: "Miss, do you know the name of the Pavilion Master?"

Ouyang Wanqing looked at Feng Qingyue, then at Ling Yuxiao, and felt that Ling Yuxiao's question was a little strange.

"Master Ling, don't you know? Isn't the Pavilion Master..."

At this moment, Feng Qingyue suddenly started coughing. Ouyang Wanqing hurried over and gently patted her on the back, her eyes full of concern: "Qingyue, what's wrong with you? Why are you coughing?"

Feng Qingyue lowered her voice and whispered in her ear, "Don't talk nonsense." Then she twisted her waist quietly, her movements were quick and covert.

Ouyang Wanqing cried out in pain, her voice full of grievance.

Feng Qingyue said, "Wanqing, I'm fine." Then she pushed her away and sat down with a cold expression.

Ouyang Wanqing sat there in a daze.

Ling Yuxiao continued to ask: "Isn't that what Miss Ouyang just said...?"

Ouyang Wanqing replied with a mixture of relief and guilt, "Oh! It's just that I haven't found out yet."

……

At this time, a voice came from the second floor of the inn: "Waiter, bring all your signature dishes upstairs."

The waiter immediately responded, "Okay! Please wait a moment, sir."

Hearing this voice, Feng Qingyue's body trembled slightly, her expression became a little stiff, and her heart was shocked as if she had been suddenly struck by lightning.