Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Jun Lingyuan returned to the room, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly, and his eyes were full of aftertaste.

But not long after, Jun Lingyuan frowned, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes became a little deep.

"Thousand three." Jun Lingyuan said in a slightly heavy tone.

"I'm here." Qian San immediately responded respectfully. He keenly noticed the change in Jun Lingyuan's mood, and a hint of caution appeared on his face.

Jun Lingyuan's face was solemn, and he said in a low and serious voice, "Qian San, send a message to Qian Yi, asking him to check Jun Lingfeng's information again in detail, and then send it back as soon as possible by carrier pigeon."

Qian San responded respectfully, "I will arrange it right away. Qian Yi has always been very thorough in his work, and I'm sure there will be news soon." Qian San's voice was steady and firm, and after he finished speaking, he quickly left the room.

After Qian San left, Jun Lingyuan's room was filled with a heavy atmosphere.

Jun Lingyuan stood in front of the window, quietly looking out at the night scene. His eyes were a little vague, as if he was lost in deep thought.

He murmured softly to himself: "Uncle, I hope you have not been involved in this, otherwise..." As he spoke, his eyes became cold, and his fists clenched tightly involuntarily, emanating an invisible majesty.

Jun Lingyuan slowly moved and sat down at the table. His mind couldn't help but emerge with the image of Feng Qingyue calmly dealing with various things in the past two days.

His eyes softened, his heart filled with pride for her, mixed with a bit of pity.

At the same time, Feng Qingyue returned to her room, and Lan Qing followed behind her, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyue asked with some doubt: "Lan Qing, do you have something to say?"

Lan Qing replied: "Miss, you and Mr. Jun today..." She had a faint smile on her face, as if she was expecting something.

Feng Qingyue's cheeks flushed slightly, and she said shyly, "Lanqing, stop teasing me. There are still many important things to do now." There was firm determination in Feng Qingyue's tone.

Lan Qing smiled and said, "Miss, Lan Qing understands. It's just that Lan Qing sees that Master Jun is particularly concerned about you, so Miss must also have Master Jun in her heart."

Feng Qingyue sighed softly and said with a hint of melancholy: "Lanqing, there are still many fog-like things waiting for me to clear up." Feng Qingyue's eyes became a little deep.

Lan Qing said respectfully, "Miss, you are very intelligent. I believe you will be able to handle this properly. It's getting late. You should go to bed early."

Feng Qingyue nodded, and Lan Qing retreated.

Feng Qingyue lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

The next morning, Jun Lingyuan got up early. As soon as he went out, he saw Lan Qing coming over with her maid carrying toiletries.

Lan Qing bowed slightly, with a polite smile on his face, and said softly, "Good morning, Master Jun. The young lady is already having dinner in the hall, Master Jun, please go over as well."

Jun Lingyuan nodded in thanks and walked quickly towards the hall.

As soon as I entered the hall, I saw Feng Qingyue sitting at the table, looking a little tired.

Jun Lingyuan's heart ached. He walked forward quickly, his eyes full of concern as he asked, "Qingyue, didn't you get enough rest last night?"

Feng Qingyue looked up and saw Jun Lingyuan, and said, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about something. Lingyuan, please sit down."

Jun Lingyuan sat down opposite her and said with concern, "Qingyue, don't overwork yourself. If there's anything, we can shoulder it together."

Feng Qingyue nodded slightly and said, "I want to take you to a place today." There was a hint of mystery in Feng Qingyue's eyes, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, as if she had some surprise for Jun Lingyuan.

Jun Lingyuan asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

Feng Qingyue smiled mysteriously and said, "You'll know when you get there, but I think you'll like that place." Feng Qingyue's smile was full of confidence, and there was a hint of pride in her eyes.

After breakfast, the two of them went out together. Feng Qingyue led Jun Lingyuan towards the outskirts of the city. Jun Lingyuan was full of doubts along the way. He looked at Feng Qingyue from time to time, his eyes full of curiosity, but seeing Feng Qingyue's enthusiastic look, he stopped asking questions.

Before long, they arrived at a vast expanse of fields. The grain in the fields was about to mature, and the heavy ears of grain swayed gently in the wind, like rolling golden waves. The farmers were busy harvesting, their faces filled with the joy of a good harvest.

When Jun Lingyuan saw this scene, his eyes were filled with amazement and admiration.

Feng Qingyue smiled and said, "These grains can grow so well because I taught the farmers new farming methods and pest control techniques." There was a hint of pride in Feng Qingyue's eyes.

Jun Lingyuan looked at her, his eyes full of admiration, and said with a respectful tone: "Qingyue, you are really amazing." Jun Lingyuan's eyes were full of sincerity, and he was really proud of Feng Qingyue.

Feng Qingyue lowered her head slightly: "I just did my little bit. Seeing their smiles when they reaped the rewards, I am satisfied." Feng Qingyue's voice was very soft, and her eyes were full of satisfaction.

At this time, an old farmer saw Feng Qingyue, hurried forward and said excitedly: "Miss Feng, you are here. Thanks to you, this year's harvest is much better than in previous years." The old farmer's face was filled with a grateful smile, and his eyes were full of respect for Feng Qingyue.

Feng Qingyue responded with a smile: "Uncle, this is the result of your hard work." Feng Qingyue's smile was very warm.

The old farmer saw Jun Lingyuan and asked, "Who is this young man?" There was a hint of curiosity in the old farmer's eyes.

Feng Qingyue introduced: "Uncle, this is my friend Jun Lingyuan." Feng Qingyue's voice was calm, with a faint smile in her eyes.

The old farmer looked at Jun Lingyuan and said with a smile, "Young master is really a handsome man." The old farmer's smile was very simple, and his eyes showed sincere praise.

After Jun Lingyuan responded politely, he followed Feng Qingyue into the fields.

Feng Qingyue squatted down and pointed at a plump ear of grain and said, "Ling Yuan, look at this ear of grain, every grain is full. This year will definitely be a good harvest."

Jun Lingyuan also squatted down and looked carefully. He could deeply feel Feng Qingyue's love for this land.

Feng Qingyue stood up, looked into the distance and said, "I've always thought, it would be great if everyone could have enough to eat." Feng Qingyue's eyes were full of longing.

When Jun Lingyuan heard this, his heart was moved. He held Feng Qingyue's hand and said, "Qingyue, I will help you achieve this wish. This is what I expect." There was determination in Jun Lingyuan's eyes.

Feng Qingyue's cheeks turned red and she wanted to pull her hand back, but Jun Lingyuan held it tightly.

Feng Qingyue said shyly, "Jun Lingyuan, there are still many people here."

Jun Lingyuan let go of his hand lovingly. He looked at Feng Qingyue with a happy smile on his face.

Suddenly, a child ran over, holding a freshly baked sweet potato in his hand. He ran to Feng Qingyue, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and said, "Sister Feng, this sweet potato is so sweet, you can have some."

Feng Qingyue took the sweet potato, broke it in half, handed the larger half to Jun Lingyuan, and said, "Lingyuan, try it. This is a local delicacy."

Jun Lingyuan took it and took a bite. The sweet taste spread in his mouth. He praised, "It's really delicious." Jun Lingyuan's eyes were full of surprise. He looked at Feng Qingyue with a smile.

Afterwards, the two of them sat on the edge of the field, the early morning sunlight gently shining on them, as if giving their figures a faint golden edge.

Feng Qingyue cast her gaze towards the busy farmers in the distance, a peaceful smile on her lips as she said, "Jun Lingyuan, look at them. Although their work is hard, they possess the simplest and purest happiness. Every grain of food is the fruit of their hard work."

Jun Lingyuan followed her gaze, feeling deeply moved. He said, "Qingyue, you're right. The most precious thing in the world is for the people to live and work in peace and contentment. If we could free everyone in the world from the suffering of hunger, that would be a true prosperous era."