The kneeling servant trembled with fear, but finally replied timidly, "Your Majesty, that's exactly what Your Majesty said."
"Damn it!" Li Huaiyin smashed the teacup in his hand to the ground, his whole body like a demon from hell, emitting a chilling aura.
Empress Ji glanced at her son's face, sighed, and gestured for the kneeling servant to step back.
The man was immediately relieved, bowed hastily, and jogged away.
"Yin'er, it seems your mother is determined to put Yun Qing in that position."
"She can forget about it!" Li Huaiyin's face was contorted with rage, his tone filled with resentment. It was unclear whether the "she" he was referring to was Li Weiyi or Li Yunqing.
Seeing this, Ji Ru sighed heavily again: "It's all my fault for being incompetent. If I had been more careful back then and found you a good wife, you wouldn't have had to work so hard."
As a virtuous and kind empress, Ji Ru could not quite understand her son's rebellious idea of ascending the throne as a man. How could that be possible?
There has never been such a precedent since ancient times.
After all, women are born rational, kind, and righteous, while men are mostly vulgar, stingy, and chauvinistic. If it weren't for the need to carry on the family line, it's estimated that far fewer women would be willing to get married.
In Ji Ru's view, Li Huaiyin's idea was simply outrageous and contrary to the will of Heaven.
However, he felt guilty towards his son for not having a sister to help him, which made him lack confidence.
Moreover, Li Huaiyin's wife also died young, making him a widow at an early age, which is why he has become increasingly extreme in recent years.
Now, he can only hope that his son will come to terms with reality soon.
Meanwhile, Yun Qing, whom everyone in the palace longed for, was carefree at this moment.
Knowing she couldn't endure the hardship of traveling day and night, she sent the imperial physician ahead while she, along with a few guards and attendants, traveled at a leisurely pace, stopping frequently to observe the people's conditions.
Lin'an County is located in Luoyue City, which is situated at the border between Dasheng and neighboring countries. Trade is frequent here, and all sorts of strange and unusual items are often traded.
Yun Qing was very interested in these things. In the past, she would always ask someone to buy her some trinkets. Now that she was about to go there herself, she was naturally very excited.
However, this also makes the situation here very complicated. People from neighboring countries occasionally come to cause trouble, causing great distress to the governor and people of Luoyue City.
As the future heir of the Great Sheng Dynasty, Yun Qing cherished her life. She dared not swagger into this remote border town, lest someone harbor ill intentions, which would be disastrous.
So she not only concealed her appearance, but also found a double who looked exactly like her to accompany the imperial physician to Lin'an County to oversee the situation, while she herself disguised herself as a merchant and made an incognito visit.
More than ten days later, the group finally arrived at the gates of Falling Moon City.
"Stop!" The guards at the city gate were very responsible and stopped Yun Qing to check her identity.
"Mu Ziyun, right? A merchant? Where are your goods? Open the carriage and let us see."
Yun Qing took out two gold beans from her bosom and quietly handed them to the guard.
"My lords, please have mercy! I'm here to buy some goods, and there's nothing in the carriage."
As she spoke, she abruptly lifted the curtain: "Look, isn't it empty?"
The bearded guard took a bite of a golden bean, his expression less serious than before: "Alright, go in."
Another, younger woman looked Yun Qing up and down and suddenly said, "Sister, since you're so sensible, don't blame me for not warning you, you can't go to Lin'an County. The plague there is very serious, and many people have already died."
"Don't worry, I'll just wander around the city and see if there are any new or interesting goods to take back to my hometown to sell. I'll make sure to stay far away from that county."
After making the arrangements, Yun Qing got back into the carriage.
The city gate was opened from the inside, making a creaking sound, and Yun Qing's mood was unconsciously shrouded in gloom, becoming heavy.
A quick calculation suggests that the main force should have arrived in Lin'an County long ago, but judging from the two guards, it seems that the plague is not under control at all, and people are still filled with fear.
This is a very bad thing. Could it be that the plague is really as she predicted?
Filled with many questions, the group entered Luoyue City and stayed at the largest inn in the area.
At night, Ke'an opened the door and brought Yunqing water to wash her feet.
"My lord, please soak your feet. You must be tired from your journey."
Yunqing dipped her feet into the basin and let out a comfortable sigh: "Ke'an is so thoughtful. It's no wonder I pamper you so much."
The soft little hands gently pressed on her legs, and Yun Qing felt her fatigue from the past few days was relieved. She comfortably closed her eyes.
After soaking her feet, Ke'an helped Yun Qing wash up. Afterwards, she lay on the bed, watching the man busy with everything, and a long-lost fire of passion ignited in her heart.
"Ke'an, are you tired?"
"Master, I am not tired."
“In that case, come here.” Yun Qing smiled and beckoned to him. “Let’s do something that will take our time.”
Hearing these blunt words, Ke An's pretty face flushed red, the blush spreading all the way down to her neck.
Yun Qing's eyes darkened as she stared at him, and she suddenly felt her mouth go dry.
Having spent so many years in close proximity, Yun Qing knew best where Ke An's sensitive spots were, and he kept teasing her, making her unable to stop.
"Good master, please spare me." The clear, youthful voice carried an undisguised unbearable urge, but instead of stopping, the listener intensified their attack.
...
The next day, Yun Qing felt refreshed and gently stroked Ke An's head, saying, "You've worked hard."
Ke'an was captivated by her gentle gaze, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart. She lowered her head shyly and remained silent.
After breakfast, Yunqing decided to go for a stroll in the city.
Unbeknownst to her, she had arrived at Qihong Pavilion, the most famous brothel in the area.
The guards behind her saw that she went in without any hesitation. Remembering the instructions the emperor had given her, they were filled with anxiety. If word got out, they were afraid they would lose their lives.
Forget it, let's just pretend we don't know. If you ask her, Shijun is just too possessive.
He was only able to marry the noblewoman through underhanded means, which was already a blessing he had accumulated over eight lifetimes. Yet he was still not satisfied and was jealous all the time.
If she were a noblewoman, she would have already written a letter of divorce and sent him home. How could she have fallen to such a state, having to travel to such a remote town to visit a brothel?
Yun Qing, who had been being nagged by the guards, was suddenly struck by a bolt from the blue.
She entered Qihong Pavilion, and as she wandered around, her eyes suddenly widened.
"Young master, wait a moment!"
Seeing that familiar face about to disappear into the crowd, Yun Qing hurriedly chased after it.
"Excuse me, please make way!"
"Hey—, don't push! What's wrong with you?"
The people she pushed aside grumbled, but Yun Qing ignored them, single-mindedly chasing after the figure in blue ahead.
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