Su Ling's Time Travel

As time passed, the atmosphere at the palace banquet gradually became subtle. Bai Yanxuan, the prince of the Northern Prince's Mansion and the host of the banquet, looked increasingly grim. He sat on his high throne, his gaze sharp as he scanned the guests below, trying to find a trace of information about Su Ling on their faces.

"Why hasn't the princess arrived yet? Is she challenging my authority?" Bai Yanxuan pondered to himself, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction and anger.

However, he did not reveal his dissatisfaction, but silently endured the accusations and gossip of the crowd. He knew that he could not lose his composure at this palace banquet, otherwise he would lose even more face.

"Your Highness, is the Princess Consort delayed by something? Why don't we send someone to look for her?" a minister who was on good terms with the prince suggested in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Bai Yanxuan simply shook his head slightly, a complex expression flickering in his eyes. "No need. The Princess Consort has her own plans. We only need to wait for her arrival." Although his voice was calm, it revealed an undeniable authority.

However, this imposing presence failed to quell the gossip. As time passed, the atmosphere at the palace banquet grew increasingly tense and delicate. Su Ling's father and brother were also among the guests, their faces filled with embarrassment and helplessness.

"What's wrong with Su Ling? Why isn't she here yet? Isn't this making the Su family lose face?" Su Ling's brother, Su Yun, complained in a low voice, his tone filled with dissatisfaction and anxiety.

Su Ling's father, Mr. Su, also frowned, his eyes filled with worry and helplessness. "I don't know either. This girl is always punctual. Why is she like this today? Could it be that she has encountered some trouble?" His voice trembled slightly, clearly showing his great concern about Su Ling's absence.

Just as everyone was discussing this, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the entrance of the palace banquet. Everyone turned their curious gazes to see Pink Butterfly rushing in, her face showing a hint of anxiety and unease.

"Your Highness, something terrible has happened! The Princess Consort...she..." Pink Butterfly's voice trembled slightly, clearly shocked by something.

Upon hearing this, Bai Yanxuan felt a surge of inexplicable anger and worry. He abruptly stood up, his gaze fixed intently on Pink Butterfly. "What's wrong, Princess? Speak quickly!" His voice carried an undeniable air of authority and urgency.

Pink Butterfly was intimidated by Bai Yanxuan's imposing manner, but she still mustered her courage and said, "The Princess... she has suddenly fallen ill and is unable to attend the palace banquet. Please forgive her, Your Highness!"

Pink Butterfly's words struck like a bolt from the blue at the palace banquet. Everyone stared in surprise, and whispers arose. Bai Yanxuan's face grew increasingly grim. He slammed his hand on the table and roared, "Ill? Why didn't you say so sooner? How can I face the guests now?"

Fen Die was startled by Bai Yanxuan's angry shout, but she still insisted, "The Princess... she didn't want Your Highness to worry, so she didn't inform you beforehand. Please forgive her, Your Highness!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yanxuan's anger intensified. He abruptly stood up, his gaze fixed intently on Fen Die. "Don't want me to worry? Hmph! Is she trying to embarrass me in front of the whole world? Su Ling, you're getting more and more cunning!" His voice carried a hint of sneer and anger, clearly showing his dissatisfaction with Su Ling's absence.

However, at this tense and delicate moment, a clear bell suddenly rang out from the entrance of the palace banquet. Everyone turned their curious gazes, and saw a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes slowly walk in. Her face carried a hint of mystery and composure, as if she were a fairy who had stepped out of a painting.

"The princess has arrived!" everyone exclaimed, their eyes sparkling with curiosity and amazement.

Su Ling slowly walked into the banquet hall, her gaze sweeping over everyone present, a faint smile playing on her lips. She walked to Bai Yanxuan's side and gave a slight curtsy. "Your Highness, I am late, please forgive me." Her voice carried a hint of apology and composure, as if she did not care about her previous absence.

Seeing Su Ling's composed demeanor, Bai Yanxuan's anger and dissatisfaction instantly dissipated. He waved his hand lightly. "Very well, since the Princess Consort is here, please take a seat. I hope this won't happen again next time." His voice carried a hint of authority and helplessness, clearly indicating that he was quite troubled by Su Ling's absence.

Upon hearing this, Su Ling simply smiled faintly. "Your Majesty, I obey." She then slowly walked to her seat and gracefully sat down. Her movements were composed and unhurried, as if she didn't care about her previous absence. This calmness and decisiveness changed the impression everyone in the Prince's residence had of her.

The moonlight, like a ribbon, silently poured over the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City, draping this ancient imperial city in a mysterious silver veil. The palace banquet was about to begin, and the entire palace was immersed in a lively and bustling atmosphere. However, behind this prosperity, unseen conspiracies and undercurrents lurked.