Su Ling's Time Travel

Su Ling nodded in satisfaction, knowing that this young man was a kind and righteous person. She said softly, "Get up. I don't need your utmost loyalty. I only hope that you can take good care of your mother, achieve something in the future, and live up to my expectations."

Tong Jincheng rose, his eyes gleaming with determination. He knew that he was now inextricably linked to the Empress. He secretly vowed to repay her kindness with his actions.

Afterwards, Su Ling sent someone to take Tong Jincheng to the new courtyard. The environment there was elegant, the air fresh, a world apart from the dilapidated hut outside the palace. Tong Jincheng saw that his mother had been placed in bed, and the imperial physician was treating her. A wave of warmth washed over him, and tears of gratitude welled up in his eyes.

He walked to his mother's bedside and gently took her hand. His mother opened her eyes, and seeing her son beside her, a relieved smile appeared on her face. She whispered, "Jincheng, where is this? How did I get here?"

Tong Jincheng held his mother's hand tighter and said softly, "Mother, this is a courtyard in the palace. Her Majesty the Empress sent people to bring us here and even invited the imperial physician for you. Don't worry, you will definitely get better."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise and gratitude flashed in the mother's eyes. She said softly, "Jincheng, we must remember the Empress's kindness. We must repay her properly when we have the opportunity in the future."

Tong Jincheng nodded, knowing full well that his mother was right. He secretly vowed to repay the Empress's kindness with his actions.

In the days that followed, Tong Jincheng and his mother received excellent care in the palace. The imperial physicians were highly skilled, and his mother's condition gradually improved. During this time, Tong Jincheng also gradually adapted to life in the palace. He studied various kinds of knowledge and skills every day, hoping to one day become a useful person.

However, despite Su Ling's meticulous care for Tong Jincheng and his mother, Tong Jincheng remained wary. He knew the palace was a place rife with struggle and intrigue. He dared not easily trust anyone, including the Empress, who had shown him such great kindness.

Su Ling also noticed Tong Jincheng's wariness. She wasn't angry or dissatisfied; instead, she admired the young man's caution and resourcefulness even more. She knew that only someone like him could survive in the complex environment of the palace.

Therefore, Su Ling began to nurture Tong Jincheng even more diligently. She not only provided him with the best learning resources and living conditions, but also personally guided him in learning court intrigue and power struggles. She hoped that Tong Jincheng could become her capable assistant and offer her advice in future court intrigues.

Tong Jincheng did not disappoint Su Ling's expectations. He diligently studied various knowledge and skills, gradually demonstrating his talent and potential. He knew he owed the Empress a great debt of gratitude, so he studied even harder, hoping one day to repay her kindness with his actions.

Spring sunlight filtered through the clouds, dappling the bluestone paths of the palace and adding warmth to its magnificent splendor. However, within Phoenix Palace, the atmosphere was unusually cold. Su Ling, the mistress of this palace, sat high on her phoenix throne, her brow furrowed, her eyes flashing with anger.

She had just learned that Li Qinghe, the concubine who had once vied with her for the empress's position, had secretly entered the palace, and that her nephew, Tong Jinyu, was unusually close to her. This infuriated Su Ling; she would not allow anyone to threaten her position, especially Li Qinghe.

"Tong Jinyu, how did he get involved with Li Qinghe?" Su Ling pondered to herself, her fingers lightly tapping the armrest, making a crisp sound. She decided that when Tong Jinyu arrived, she would give him a hard time.

Soon, Tong Jinyu arrived at Fengqi Palace. He was dressed in a magnificent brocade robe, with a handsome face and eyes that gleamed with intelligence and cunning. However, when he entered Fengqi Palace and saw Su Ling's cold expression, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Your Majesty, Jin Yu has come to pay her respects." Tong Jin Yu bowed respectfully, her voice revealing a hint of trepidation.

Su Ling gave him a cold look but said nothing. She picked up the teacup beside her, gently blew on it, and then elegantly took a sip. Her movements were unhurried, yet they exuded an undeniable authority.

"Your Majesty, I heard that you are not feeling well recently, so I have come to visit you," Tong Jinyu said again, trying to ease the atmosphere.

However, Su Ling merely glanced at him indifferently before coldly saying, "I am perfectly healthy, no need for you to worry. But you, what are your intentions in getting so close to Li Qinghe?"

Upon hearing this, Tong Jinyu was startled. He hadn't expected Su Ling to question him so directly. He hurriedly explained, "Your Majesty, please understand. Jinyu and Li Qinghe only met by chance and had no further interaction. Jinyu's loyalty to Your Majesty is as clear as day."