Flower Qingcheng, a female special agent from Huaguo in the 22nd century, accidentally fell into the sea while on a mission. When she woke up, Flower Qingcheng found that she had transmigrated, and...
Feng Lingyan's voice was melodious and melodious, like the sound of nature, possessing an inexplicable calming power. His smile, as beautiful as a blossoming spring flower, as shimmering as autumn water, was truly captivating. As he spoke, he expertly poured tea, serving each of the two men who were fidgeting across from him.
Hua Sufen and Yu Qingyou were flattered, their throats moved unconsciously, and they hesitated for a moment. When they remembered that the other party had also lived in Huaqiao Village, they sat down opposite Yu Jingyang and Feng Lingyan with a little restraint.
After some pleasantries, Hua Sufen explained the purpose of her visit to the capital: "The villagers are grateful for Her Majesty's favor and asked us to bring many gifts. We wanted to hand them over to Her Majesty personally, but... we didn't know the rules."
"I see." Yu Jingyang nodded slightly in understanding, then couldn't help but praise, "The villagers' enthusiasm is truly touching. Huali Zheng has managed Huaqiao Village so well. The villagers don't pick up things on the road, and their customs are simple and honest. It's truly rare."
"Thank you for your compliment, sir. I am so ashamed, so embarrassed..." Hua Sufen scratched her head a little embarrassedly.
Yu Qingyou seemed to recall something, and then said angrily: "That official lady just now was really too much! She actually said that the princess's adoptive mother and adoptive father were not in the palace, and she also rudely wanted to drive us away..."
Before he could finish his words, Hua Sufen hurriedly tugged at Yu Qingyou's sleeve, signaling him not to speak without thinking, so as not to get into trouble.
Yu Jingyang, who was sitting opposite the two men, paused for a moment before speaking, "Although Murong Jinghe may be a bit arrogant, she's always diligent and dedicated to her duties, and she wouldn't lie. She stopped you because she was simply doing her job. After all, that's forbidden territory within the imperial palace, and even people like us need to show our badges and register to enter and exit."
However, after hearing Yu Qingyou's words, Feng Lingyan, who was standing beside Yu Jingyang, widened her eyes slightly and her tone became serious. "Hua Lizheng, Brother Yu, Commander Murong did not lie. Her Highness the Crown Princess sympathized with their adoptive mother and father, who lived thousands of miles away in Huaqiao Village, and did not invite them to the palace to attend the children's full moon banquet. Hua Xiucai and Brother Yu should be in Huaqiao Village right now, so why are they here?"
Sensing something was amiss, Hua Sufen froze, her entire body stiffening as she spoke in a trembling voice, "Yes...that's right. But...but Mr. Hua's husband really missed his daughter and insisted on coming to Beijing to attend the child's full-moon banquet. They left half a month ago..."
Yu Qingyou also nodded repeatedly, indicating that this was absolutely true.
Seeing this, Yu Jingyang's face suddenly turned gloomy. "Oh no! Could something have happened? It's better to be safe than sorry. Fang Xian, take my badge and go to the palace to report to Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess."
As she spoke, she untied the badge from her waist and handed it to Fang Xian (Kang Fulai), and ordered him to ride a fast horse and enter the palace quickly.
At the same time, the palace banquet in Baohua Hall of the imperial palace was still going on. After everyone had lunch, the cups and plates were quickly removed and replaced with fruits, tea, snacks, etc.
After the conferment ceremony concluded, Hua Qingcheng immediately arranged for someone to escort Mu Lige and the two children back to the Eastern Palace. Meanwhile, she herself chose to hold her ground, remaining in Baohua Palace to preside over the remainder of the banquet.
In Baohua Hall, Xiahou Jing, who was sitting at the seat of Prince Pingxi's mansion below, behaved unusually well today.
However, the indifferent glances she occasionally cast at Hua Qingcheng contained a chilling coldness, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, poised to strike, always seeking an opportunity to launch a sudden and fatal attack...