Having many handsome men means no worries; pampering them all keeps me in good spirits.

Inside the carriage, Jiang Qingyan rested her chin on her hands, her eyes glazed over. She said softly, "Ling Feng, can you come in and talk to me?"

Ling Feng glanced casually at the skilled coachman, then darted into the carriage.

"Young Master, is there something you need?" Ling Feng was clever; he had automatically changed how he addressed Jiang Qingyan since leaving the palace.

Jiang Qingyan sighed, "Did you often leave the palace before?"

Ling Feng nodded. "Yes, before I was transferred to your side, young master, I often went out of the palace to do missions."

"Then... will what happened just now happen often?" Jiang Qingyan lowered her eyes, her voice growing even more somber...

"Not often, just occasionally..." Ling Feng noticed Jiang Qingyan's low spirits and didn't tell the truth.

In this era that was far from peaceful and frequently ravaged by war, most people still suffered greatly... Many couldn't afford to eat or pay for medical treatment.

Meanwhile, those wealthy and powerful officials lived in extreme luxury with three wives and four concubines... Jiang Qingyan felt a surge of annoyance at this thought.

The gap between the rich and the poor will always remain so vast, no matter the time...

She lifted the carriage curtain and looked out. The bustling street was teeming with people, and the beggars on the roadside were dressed in rags. However, the well-dressed gentlemen and ladies seemed to ignore them completely…

Jiang Qingyan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the turmoil in her heart... Although she had once been penniless in modern times, she had met many benefactors who had prevented her from living such a miserable life...

"Ling Feng, after we return to the palace, let's investigate the situation of the refugees in the capital," Jiang Qingyan said, opening her eyes with a determined look.

Ling Feng was slightly taken aback, then nodded, "Yes, young master."

The emperor today is truly different… at least not like the rumors…

Outside the General's Mansion, Jiang Qingyan quietly called out to Ling Feng, who was about to knock on the door, and whispered mysteriously in his ear:

"Ling Feng, how about... we climb over the wall and get in?"

A question mark slowly appeared in Ling Feng's mind: Was the Emperor joking? The emperor of a nation, scaling the wall to enter a subject's residence... was that even acceptable?

Seeing that Ling Feng remained silent, Jiang Qingyan directly took his hand and walked around the outside of the General's Mansion twice, looking around at something.

Staring at the hand held by Jiang Qingyan, Ling Feng was somewhat lost in thought. The Emperor, also a man... his hand wasn't rough like others', but soft and smooth, very comfortable to hold...

Suddenly, Jiang Qingyan stopped by a wall, while Ling Feng... couldn't stop in time and pounced straight at it.

Jiang Qingyan was slammed against the wall by this sudden force, creating a "wall slam" scene, except that Jiang Qingyan was facing the wall directly...

Good heavens! This is outrageous! Why do men in ancient times always try to stage accidents for money? The last one tried to jump onto the bed, but this one jumped onto the wall! I can't stand it!

Jiang Qingyan tilted her head back slightly and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Luckily I reacted quickly. If this face had hit the wall, wouldn't it have been disfigured?"

At this moment, Ling Feng's one hand was still being held by Jiang Qingyan, while his other hand was pressed against the wall...

Ling Feng quickly withdrew his hand and knelt heavily on the ground. "Your Majesty, I deserve to die!"

Jiang Qingyan turned around, the pain making her want to explode! Her breasts! Why is it always her big white rabbits that get hurt? They weren't even fully recovered from being hit by Empress Dowager Rui's teacup last time, and now they've been bumped again!

Although she was furious, seeing Ling Feng kneeling on the ground, looking completely lost, she swallowed back the words of her anger…

Since ancient times, even heroes have found it hard to resist the charms of a beautiful woman, and Ling Feng before her... was indeed a beauty, although... Jiang Qingyan was hardly a hero...

Looking at the usually taciturn and expressionless cold-faced boy, he was now like a startled deer, which gave him a unique charm.

Jiang Qingyan raised an eyebrow slightly, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. She reached out and gently lifted Ling Feng's chin with her finger. "He will definitely be punished, but not now. Get up first."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will accept any punishment you may give me upon returning to the palace!" Ling Feng stood up, his face still showing a tense expression with furrowed brows.

Jiang Qingyan gently smoothed the wrinkles between his brows, raised her small face, and whispered:

"Based on my observation after walking around twice, this is Lu Nian's bedroom! There hasn't been any sound for so long, so it seems there are no servants around. I guess Lu Nian is probably taking a nap right now... Well then... let's climb over the wall and go in!"

Ling Feng was speechless. He knew General Lu was taking a nap, yet he still sneaked over the wall to his bedroom...

"Alright... but the walls of this general's mansion are three zhang high. With my lightness skills, I can easily enter, but I wonder how good Your Majesty's lightness skills are?"

Ling Feng frowned. This emperor looked frail and delicate, and didn't seem like someone with excellent lightness skills at all...

Jiang Qingyan held up her index finger and shook it in front of Ling Feng. "No, no, no! I don't know any light-body skills at all! Why don't you just carry me and fly in?"

Ling Feng was stunned. What? He didn't know any light-footed skills, yet he chose the highest section of the wall? Besides, climbing over the wall with the Emperor into the inner courtyard of the General's Mansion was already jaw-dropping enough, but to carry the Emperor on his back... what kind of behavior is this?

Seeing that Ling Feng was stunned, Jiang Qingyan was unwilling to say any more nonsense. She stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Ling Feng's neck, her expression very firm, as if she was ready.

Ling Feng didn't say much. He was just a guard, and he would do as the emperor said.

Ling Feng put one arm around Jiang Qingyan's waist and used the other to lift her legs, carrying her horizontally in a princess carry...

A gentle breeze swept by, and Jiang Qingyan buried her head in Ling Feng's arms. Her body was soft and she exuded a faint fragrance that smelled wonderful.

Ling Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath. For some reason, he felt a strange sensation... and his heart was pounding...

As a man just like the Emperor, this feeling... was definitely not what he thought... He must be nervous because he was afraid of offending the Emperor...

Ling Feng snapped out of his daze, leaped into the air, and easily carried Jiang Qingyan into the inner courtyard, where, as expected, it was deserted…

Ling Feng gently put her down from his arms, trying to suppress his restless heart. Then he bowed slightly and disappeared into the shadows.

He was sensible enough to know that the Emperor must have had a purpose in sneaking into the General's Mansion. He only needed to protect her secretly and didn't ask any questions or get involved in anything else.

"Little boy, is that you outside? Come in and help this general change his clothes." A deep and magnetic voice lazily drifted from inside the room.

Jiang Qingyan's lips curled into a slight smile. Just woke up? Not dressed yet? Haha, you've come at just the right time!