Then, while no one was paying attention, Feng Qili took Fei Wan's hand and ran away.

Wutong was about to stop them, but was stopped by Feiwan's gaze. She could only watch the two of them run past her.

The maids who stayed behind looked at each other, not knowing whether they should chase after him or not. They all turned their eyes to Wutong.

"Sir, this is...?"

Why did His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi run away with Your Majesty after waking up?

Wutong didn't expect this to happen. She just observed the expression of His Majesty, and His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi stopped this matter only when he met His Majesty.

Maybe there is...some connection between the two?

Does Her Majesty not want them to disturb her?

Wutong shook his head with a meaningful look on his face.

"Your Majesty has his own intentions. She will bring His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi back."

…

By the time Fei Wan reacted, he had already run through the corridor with Feng Qili.

The Prince Qi's Mansion was very big. This was Feng Qili's first time here, and he couldn't find the way for a while.

"Where should this go...?"

Feng Qili opened his eyes wide, looking embarrassed.

“…”

Although it was Fei Wan's first time to come to Prince Qi's Mansion, he still pointed out the direction with the help of the original owner's memory.

"left."

Fei Wan followed Feng Qili just to see what Feng Qili was going to do.

"Thanks."

Feng Qili actually thanked him politely, and even expressed his gratitude to Fei Wan while walking.

"Sister Beauty, it would be great if you could join the entertainment industry. There's really no future for you here. I'm just a small screenwriter, but I know some directors. Once I get out, I can..."

Just as he was about to reach the door, Feng Qili's voice suddenly stopped.

Just across the wall, the sound of carriages and horses from the streets outside the mansion could be heard, accompanied by the noisy voices of various people.

If it was just a pyramid scheme, how could it be so realistic?

She is a screenwriter and knows how filming is done. It is impossible for her to just grab someone from the street to film.

She stood there, muttering to herself: "Could it be... that I really traveled through time?"

She let go of Fei Wan and tilted her head in confusion:

"Are you really... my sister?"

…

Wutong and the maids were still waiting there, not daring to act rashly.

But after waiting for a while, they still didn't see anyone.

The housekeeper couldn't hold back any longer. She asked, "Sir, why hasn't His Majesty returned yet? His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi is currently unstable. If..."

Wutong glanced at her coldly, his expression indifferent: "How can you guess what His Majesty means? Her Royal Highness the Prince of Qi is His Majesty's sister. Are you still afraid of what His Majesty might do to her?"

The butler lowered his head and said, "I dare not, mainly because I am afraid that His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi will hurt His Majesty..."

"I will obey your majesty's orders."

Wutong appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually unsure in his heart. However, he still stood firm in his position.

She didn't know whether they would come back, but as His Majesty's personal maid, she had to remain calm at all times and in all places.

If His Majesty really were with His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi...

She looked outside the yard with some worry, but saw two familiar figures.

Fei Wan really came back with Feng Qili.

"His Majesty……"

Wutong looked delighted and asked the butler to go and meet him.

Feng Qili was in a bad mood at the moment, and looked listless about everything, completely different from his lively self before.

The butler's face showed some worry: "Your Majesty, what is my master doing...?"

"She's fine."

Fei Wan's expression was complicated. She turned her gaze away from Feng Qili and asked:

"Is the medicinal food in the kitchen ready? Serve it up quickly."

…

Fei Wan never expected that her first official confrontation with Feng Qili would be...

"Are you really... my sister?"

Finally, the plot returned to the main track. Feiwan nodded and smiled.

"Did your sister remember something?"

Feng Qili covered her head as if she had a headache, and her face was twisted.

"No, I... seem to have lost my memory, and my head hurts."

But the look was so exaggerated that anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Feng Qili was pretending to have a headache.

A must-have skill for a time-traveling woman—pretending to have amnesia.

Fei Wan just watched her performance quietly.

"Don't worry, we have the imperial physician to treat you. The imperial physicians in the palace are particularly skilled in acupuncture and moxibustion, so I'm sure they will be able to handle this disease without any problem."

When Feng Qili heard the word "acupuncture", she was like a frightened deer. She put down her hand and replied with full energy.

"I'm fine!"

Fei Wan couldn't help laughing at her reaction.

This imperial sister is so cute and doesn’t look like the traitor in the plot.

Lian Feng Qili seemed to feel that she had overacted, and she smiled embarrassedly.

Feng Qili suddenly remembered something, and her eyes lit up: "Since you are my sister, can you promise me one thing?"

"What?"

She cast an expectant look at her, like a puppy wagging its tail: "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

Fei Wan: ...

Is this the legendary hypocritical and selfish imperial sister who betrayed her country for love?

How come none of them are related...