Chapter 403 Night Exploration

Yun Qingqing smiled slightly:

"Don't worry, I already have a preliminary idea of how to manage Tianming Pavilion in the future. Let's talk about it after we finish the current things."

Zhiluo looked at her carefully for a moment, and seeing that she was indeed confident, she felt relieved:

"Well, since you have a plan, that's fine."

Yun Qingqing stood up and stretched her muscles, then sat down in her usual meditation position, ready to enter the room.

Zhiluo was stunned for a moment and said:

"Tomorrow is Master Jingyuan's lecture, and won't the royal family be in attendance? Why don't you go back to the palace tonight to see what needs to be prepared?"

Although it was called preparation, it was actually mainly Xiao Changheng and the people from the palace who arranged her itinerary and necessary items every time. Yun Qingqing never had to worry about these rules.

But you should always listen to them in advance and tell them some things that need attention.

Yun Qingqing had already sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes:

"I'm just going to the temple to listen to some sutras. I'll go back and change my clothes tomorrow morning."

Zhiluo looked at Yun Qingqing who had entered a state of meditation in an instant, and stared at her for a while in some confusion. She always felt that this person seemed to be in a bad mood.

But I couldn't see any clues, so I had to give up.

Regent's Palace.

The lights in the study were on brightly. Xiao Changheng sat at the desk, concentrating on looking at the pattern on a scroll in front of him.

Until Nan Zheng stood at the door and whispered:

"My Lord, it's late, you should rest."

Xiao Changheng withdrew his gaze and frowned slightly.

"The princess hasn't come back yet?"

"Not yet..." Nan Zheng said cautiously, "Your Highness, we have to leave for Fahua Temple early tomorrow morning, so you should go to bed early."

"Well, I'm not busy." Xiao Changheng returned his gaze to the scroll and waved his hand, "You can leave first."

Nan Zheng hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Your Highness, according to Miss Zhiluo's information from the day before yesterday, the princess should have returned to the capital by now. You don't have to worry. She will definitely be here tomorrow."

"This prince understands." Xiao Changheng said calmly, "Go down."

Nan Zheng then retreated and sighed secretly.

Although the prince seemed to be fine in recent days, based on his years of following the prince, it seemed that the prince's condition had returned to what it was before.

There was a lot of silence, not a trace of smile.

He always felt that it started since the last time the princess left, and he couldn't help but anxiously look forward to the princess's quick return.

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Destiny Pavilion.

Yun Qingqing spent two hours refining the wish power that had accumulated over the past few days. She let out a long breath and opened her eyes.

The spiritual energy in the Qi Sea has been filled to 80%. In this world where spiritual energy is exhausted, this speed of progress is astonishing.

But Yun Qingqing's sense of urgency now is even stronger than when she first entered this body. All her recent discoveries are reminding her that she must improve her cultivation faster and faster.

If another disaster strikes this world, she will not allow herself to be powerless.

Yun Qingqing sighed lightly, collected her thoughts, and summoned something from the space.

It was an armband that was as white as jade. The material was neither gold nor jade, but it had the luster of gold and jade, and various colors of light flowed on it.

The hollowed-out pattern is so delicate that it does not seem to be carved by human hands. The ring is not closed, and seems to be made by a thin feather.

"Xue Ling..." Yun Qingqing took it in her hand and called softly.

Its luster suddenly brightened slightly, as if responding to her call, but soon dimmed again and returned to its original appearance.

Yun Qingqing sighed softly.

Xue Ling, like Poxiao, was also her exclusive magic weapon in her previous life.

However, Dawn is her life-saving magic weapon, so even though her main consciousness is still asleep, as long as her spiritual consciousness is intact, she can still evoke Dawn's response to a certain extent.

Xue Ling lacked this connection with her, so when he recalled her from Yun Bailian that day, he had already consumed most of his strength, and after he came back, he fell into a deep sleep again.

Yun Qingqing's eyes were gentle, and a ball of golden light condensed in the palm of her hand, gathering Xue Ling in it.

The light on its surface gradually changed, gradually getting stronger and weaker like breathing, as if responding to the abundant and familiar spiritual nourishment.

After half an hour, the luster on the surface of the snow feather stopped changing and seemed to be even stronger than before. Yun Qingqing then withdrew her spiritual power and placed it back in the space.

After doing all this, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

It would take at least three to five years of nurturing the snow feather every day like this to awaken it.

However, if she could find some rare treasures, the progress should be accelerated.

After thinking about it, Yun Qingqing collected her thoughts, stood up, walked to the window and looked at the moonlight outside.

It is already past midnight, and in two hours it will be daybreak. Tomorrow is the day when Master Jingyuan will open the forum.

Before she came back two days ago, Zhiluo had already found out everything that happened in the palace and told her everything.

Yun Qingqing's eyes were slightly cold.

It would be fine if Xiao Zirui and Yun Bailian coveted Xue Ling, but they also wanted to use this incident to remove Xiao Changheng's military power? That's a beautiful plan.

She looked at the street outside the window with a serious look, then suddenly raised her hand and made a hand gesture. Golden light overflowed from between her brows, and her soul left her body and flew straight to the Regent's Palace.

Yang Shen was extremely fast. In just a few breaths, he arrived at the palace and came to the outside of Xiao Changheng's room.

The golden light invisible to ordinary people turned into Yun Qingqing's figure. She stood outside the door, looking at the room where the lights were still on, and frowned slightly.

It’s already so late, why isn’t this person sleeping yet?

She stepped through the wall and walked in.

The room was silent and empty, with only a candlelight burning beside the bed.

Yun Qingqing looked at the screen in front of the bed and sensed the light and even breathing coming from the bed, knowing that he had indeed gone to bed.

Maybe I just forgot to turn off the lights?

Her brows relaxed slightly and she walked around the screen.

However, although Xiao Changheng was on the bed, he did not lie down. His long legs were bent and stretched against the headboard, his knees supported by his elbows, one hand supported his forehead, his eyes focused on the void, and he was in a daze.

The man had a frown on his face, his light clothes half-open, revealing his delicate collarbone and a small part of his chest. Old scars on his cold white jade-colored skin were half-hidden and half-visible under the light clothes.

Only those dark pupils were bottomless, reflecting the dim candlelight and an unfathomable cold light.

Yun Qingqing stood still, looking at him quietly, her lips tightly pursed.

She had never seen him like this before. He looked melancholy and hard, as if he would break if he wasn't careful, yet as sharp as a rock.

Yun Qingqing looked at him deeply for a while, then raised her hand and chanted a spell.