Feng Qingge got up and dressed, and then had Qi Quan prepare water to wash up. This whole process took a full half hour.
On the other side, Feng Cang was clearly getting impatient, but seeing Hei Ming's calm expression, he couldn't say anything and could only pick up his teacup to hide his embarrassment.
An hour passed, yet the black face remained completely expressionless, just as it had been when he first arrived, cold and lifeless like a stone.
Feng Cang was embarrassed and was about to send someone to check on him when footsteps came from the doorway.
Then came Feng Qingge's slightly cheerful voice, teasing the black-clad guard, "Oh, so it's Hei Ming. It's a waste of his talents to have you run errands."
Hearing the sound, the two people inside the house turned to look at the entrance of the hall. They saw Feng Qingge, dressed in a dark red robe, arriving late, followed by a servant in gray clothes. It was Qi Quan.
Even though they had only met once yesterday, Hei Ming remembered the red-clad young man in front of him clearly.
"Third Young Master." Unlike Feng Qingge, Hei Ming was not familiar with her and simply greeted her with a blank expression.
"Qingge, how can we keep people waiting for so long?" Feng Cangren was somewhat rigid and stubborn, believing that the ruler and the subject were separate entities that could not be overstepped. Although Mo Linyuan was a prince, he was still a member of the royal family, so the people of the Regent's Palace should not be kept waiting for long.
But Feng Qingge didn't think so. Although Mo Linyuan was indeed of noble status, in her eyes he was no different from anyone else.
"Yes, Father." He thought this in his heart, but didn't say it aloud, so as not to let Feng Cang say anything more.
At this moment, Hei Ming stood up, walked towards Feng Qingge, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Third Young Master, His Highness invites you."
"What?" Upon hearing this, Feng Qingge raised an eyebrow, a hint of wickedness appearing on her jade-like, bewitching face, her eyes brimming with laughter.
Hei Ming remained expressionless and cold, a stark contrast to her radiant demeanor.
"The prince said that the thing the young master asked him to find has been found." Hei Ming's words were naturally meaningful.
Feng Qingge was taken aback, then remembered that she had asked Mo Linyuan to find the woman's identity yesterday. Now that Hei Ming said it was probably found.
"Oh?" So quickly, his identity was discovered in just one night. It seems that Mo Linyuan is indeed quite capable.
"In that case, let's go." Feng Qingge turned around, waved to her father, gave him a casual instruction, and left the mansion with Hei Ming.
After she left, Feng Cang sighed again, feeling somewhat saddened. He felt mostly guilt towards his daughter, but now she was so close to Regent Mo Linyuan. What would become of her…?
"Sigh." He sighed again, then stopped thinking about it. Children have their own blessings, and he quickly let it go.
Feng Qingge left the mansion with Hei Ming and headed towards the Regent's Palace, with Qi Quan following behind.
After Hei Ming led Feng Qingge into the mansion, he took her to Mo Linyuan's study.
When the court session ended, the prince received a message from his secret guard, so he sent him to invite the Third Young Master. By this time, the prince was probably already waiting anxiously.
As he walked, Hei Ming quickened his pace, yet remained steady.
Unlike Feng Qingge, she didn't care. Some things can't be rushed, and she wasn't an impatient person.
So the master and servant strolled around as if they were on a visit, enjoying themselves leisurely.
Last night it was pitch black. Although the palace was brightly lit, the light didn't reach many places. Now, under the clear blue sky, the place where Mo Linyuan lives is truly unique and magnificent, befitting the First Regent of the Great Yan.
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