"The young lady has been in her room for over an hour."
Leng Ji glanced outside. It was almost midnight.
He said, "After a busy day, she's likely in bed by now, right?"
Feng Ye Xuan finished reviewing the quarterly summary report. He then tidied up his things and stood up, leaving the study.
"Your Highness, shall we return to rest?"
Feng Ye Xuan waved his hand.
Leng Ji lowered his head and walked away.
His Highness probably wanted to see Chu Qian Li, but at this hour, she would certainly be resting.
She insisted on hiding in the military camp during the day and not returning. Now that she was back, if he wanted to see her, she didn't have the energy to entertain him.
Feelings were truly troublesome. If you liked someone, why couldn't you just be together properly?
Why insist on arguing...
Feng Ye Xuan was unaware of Leng Ji's thoughts. Of course, if he had known, he would have likely struck him dead with a single palm.
Stepping into the night, the tall figure paused after walking a few steps towards his own sleeping quarters.
Finally, he turned towards the west wing.
Just as Leng Ji had predicted, there was no light emanating from the dead woman's room. She had already gone to bed.
He wanted to leave, but his legs felt as if they were no longer under his control. He slowly walked towards that chamber.
As he got closer, Feng Ye Xuan's brow gradually furrowed.
No breath of cultivation?
He suddenly quickened his pace, reached the door, and pushed it open with a bang.
The room was very dark, but Feng Ye Xuan, with his excellent eyesight, could see clearly that the room was empty!
Where had the dead woman gone?
...
On a night like this, with no wind and no calm, Feng Ye Xuan and Chu Qian Li were not the only ones who had not yet gone to bed.
"King He returned not long ago. I saw the servants delivering bathwater. It seems he just bathed and changed."
Hong Chou relayed the information she had gathered to Yu Ling Long.
However, she still had a question: "Your Majesty, King He's attitude towards you... has always been rather poor. Does Your Majesty really intend to approach him proactively?"
Although Hong Chou was not entirely clear about Yu Ling Long's plan.
She knew that Yu Ling Long was now leaning towards returning to Long Teng Kingdom sooner.
Even though there was Long Zi Yue in Long Teng Kingdom, the military power was mostly in the hands of Wei Xian and Wei Qiong.
And the Wei mother and daughter were not familiar with Feng Ye Xuan and his group, especially Wei Xian.
She held significant power and a high position.
As long as she believed she was Chu Qian Li, even if Long Zi Yue raised doubts, Wei Xian would stand by her.
After all, with her face, who would dare say she wasn't Chu Qian Li?
As long as she could safely return to Long Teng Kingdom, she could continue to wield power there.
Feng Qi He was merely her stepping stone.
Until she found a way to return to Long Teng Kingdom, maintaining a good relationship with King He, at the very least, would ensure her safety.
But this did not mean she needed to curry favor with King He.
Therefore, Hong Chou did not quite understand Yu Ling Long's actions tonight.
"Your Majesty, if you go to King He's place, I fear... you might suffer a disadvantage."
King He's temper was simply terrifying, as volatile as King Xuan's.
If Your Majesty accidentally said something wrong, she could easily be wronged there.
What else did she need to do?
Yu Ling Long let out a cold哼, her eyes filled with coldness. "I don't believe he can truly be indifferent to this face of mine."
"Your Majesty..."
"Stop talking. Where is the thing you were asked to prepare?"
"This." Hong Chou had been inquiring for a long time. Everything that Chu Qian Li used to like was here, not a single item missing.
"Your Majesty, Chu Qian Li's Qian Yun Pavilion used to be filled with these small flowers. I ordered people to make them into incense. Does it smell like this?"
Yu Ling Long lowered her head and sniffed. Indeed, it was the floral scent that the wretched Chu Qian Li most often carried!
... A moment later, Feng Qi He's bedroom door was pushed open, and a wave of floral fragrance wafted in.
Feng Qi He was about to go to bed. He looked up, and the first thing that entered his senses was that familiar scent.
Then, a face, clean and unadorned, appeared.
Feng Qi He's heart was suddenly stirred: "...Li'er?"