Reborn Empress: The World Originally Belonged to Her

Qin Yu found it somewhat amusing to see Leng Xiucheng gritting his teeth, wishing he could tear Cheng Qixia to pieces.

Qin Yu decided to teach Leng Xiucheng a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yun stepped forward and asked, "Why does this young master look so unwell? Could he be ill?"

"It's because the storyteller touched his heart."

Mo Yun feigned sudden realization, "If that's the case, then the young master the storyteller spoke of could be......"

Before she could finish speaking, her gaze fell on Leng Xiucheng.

Everyone's attention was focused on Leng Xiucheng, but Qin Yu wanted to see how this son of the Grand Tutor would cope in this situation.

Leng Xiucheng stood up, feeling that they were simply going too far.

"you……"

But then, as if something was small, he turned and went outside the private room.

"If the storyteller continues to tell this story, be careful, or you might lose your head."

Leng Xiucheng kept threatening him, hoping to shut him up.

Seeing his anxiety, Qin Yu fiddled with the prayer beads in her hand and said, "If you have nothing to hide, why are you so flustered?"

Leng Xiucheng looked extremely angry, but Qin Yu was in a much better mood.

I thought that after I finished speaking, the gentleman wouldn't continue.

The man continued, showing no fear whatsoever.

"..."

Several crows flew overhead.

He decided that when he got back, he would find some people to demolish the teahouse.

Watching this person chatter on and on, Leng Xiucheng suddenly had an idea.

"Your Highness has to go to the outhouse sometimes."

Qin Yu looked up at Leng Xiucheng's thoughts and found them somewhat laughable.

Qin Yu did not intend to expose him.

If this is exposed, how should the play proceed?

"Since you are here, young master, and you are going to the latrine, I cannot stop you."

Qin Yu merely turned her head and glanced at Mo Yun.

Mo Yun understood Qin Yu's intention.

They hurriedly followed.

Upon arriving here, they were surprised to see Leng Xiucheng threatening the restaurant owner.

"Let me tell you, I am the son of the Grand Tutor. You'd better advise that storyteller to watch his mouth, otherwise, your restaurant could be in danger at any time..."

Leng Xiucheng's eyes carried a hint of coldness.

The boss was suddenly threatened, so everyone here quickly nodded in agreement.

After returning home, he whispered the matter in Qin Yu's ear.

"Heh, it seems even a rabbit will bite when cornered."

In a short while, Leng Xiucheng returned with a smile on his face.

Qin Yu couldn't help but say, "Young master, you've made a good trip. If some of the wines are not quite right in that respect, I have a prescription here. If you need it, please just let me know."

Leng Xiucheng stood frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.

These were the words that the man was most sensitive to, and he never expected this person to actually say them…

"Thank you for your kindness, young master, but I don't need it. You just said you have a prescription here. Is it possible that you are not good in that area?"

Qin Yu laughed heartily a few times, "Young master, what are you saying? It was just a gift from an old friend. I saw you taking so long to go to the outhouse and thought it was you... I apologize for any offense, please don't hold it against me."

"As the son of the Grand Tutor, do you not even have this much magnanimity?"

Leng Xiucheng was already so angry he was about to vomit blood, but he didn't expect this person to add fuel to the fire.

Watching these two sing in unison, I felt an urge to tear them to shreds.

Cheng Qixia, however, became interested in Qin Yu.

"Young master, what is my father's surname?"

Qin Yu casually gave a surname and that was it.

Leng Xiucheng must have memorized this person's name clearly, and planned to go back and tell his father.

Have your father pay a visit.

He is the only legitimate son of the family, how can he be wronged like this?

Leng Xiucheng was only like that because he was someone you couldn't afford to offend.

Since we can't afford to offend them, we can at least avoid them.

Seeing that it was getting dark outside, Qin Yu said something.

"I have other matters to attend to, so I must take my leave now."

Qin Yu then left, leaving only Leng Xiucheng and Cheng Qixia behind.

As Cheng Qixia was leaving, she gently patted Leng Xiucheng's shoulder.

"Don't be too spoiled, or it will backfire."

Mo Yun was furious at that inexplicable remark.

Back at the Grand Tutor's mansion, the Grand Tutor saw his beloved son with a furious expression.

It's understandable that I had some doubts at that moment.

"Why do you look like that all of a sudden? Tell your father, did something happen to you today?"

He then told the Grand Tutor about Cheng Qixia's ordering him around.

He also informed the Grand Tutor about the man's situation.

How could the Grand Tutor possibly allow his son to suffer such an injustice?

The Grand Tutor made a decision: he would go to the palace that very night to report these matters to the Emperor.

There are many people in this world who look alike.

Qin Yu said this in a calm tone.

She turned her gaze to Leng Xiucheng and gave him a quick once-over.

"This young master, I do remember him."

Leng Xiucheng was drinking tea when he suddenly heard Qin Yu say this, and he was shocked.

In Leng Xiucheng's memory, the two of them had never met.

How come this young master has some impression of him now?

"Young master, there's no need to look at me like that."

Leng Xiucheng quickly averted his gaze, "We two have never met before, how can you speak of us now, young master..."

"There's no need to worry about this young master."

Cheng Qixia had a feeling that something was wrong.

Fine, I'll go to the Princess's residence tomorrow and take a good look. That way I'll know whether this person is really the Princess.

Then a storyteller appeared on the scene, holding a musical instrument in his hand.

"Do you think that what Mr. Kyoko said today would be true?"

The people below were whispering among themselves.

This storyteller was about thirty years old, and had a rather long beard.

Then it was revealed that the gentleman was telling them something different today.

Next, the man started typing on the board while muttering to himself.

The story he told was about Qin Yu and Leng Xiucheng.

The implication was clear: Leng Xiucheng wasn't human.

Qin Yu's usually calm eyes flickered slightly at that moment.

Mo Yun stood to the side and gently touched Qin Yu's shoulder with his hand.

This scene went unnoticed by Leng Xiucheng and Cheng Qixia.

Qin Yu snapped out of her reverie and said thoughtfully.

"This storyteller is spouting complete nonsense."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Qixia turned and glanced at Leng Xiucheng.

"I don't think so. I think what you said is absolutely correct."

Leng Xiucheng's face turned pale and then red as he stood there.

If I could, I'd love to find a crack in the ground and disappear right now.

It shouldn't be like this...