Chapter 3: Heading Back Home 1

A carriage, understated yet luxurious, traveled along the imperial road.

Ming Feng drove the carriage, showing no signs of slack.

Inside, Qing Yun sat with her eyes closed, resting. After half an hour, she lazily opened her eyes: "Ming Feng, we've been traveling all morning, where are we?"

"Master, we are almost there. Master, why didn't you just use light-body technique to get there?" Ming Feng had wanted to ask this since early morning, but he hadn't found the right moment.

"Use light-body technique to go back? Are you sure the 100 lashes on your back would allow you to keep up with me properly?" Qing Yun couldn't help but shake her head. Was she wrong to show concern and care for a friend? Even if she was the one who ordered the whipping.

Ming Feng was speechless. Their master appeared cold, ruthless, and heartless, but only those truly held in her heart knew that her concern was different from others. Others kept their care on their lips, but their master kept it in her heart—and what was kept in her heart was eternal. The premise of their master's rules was that there was no betrayal. She had also said that she didn't fear betrayal, as long as the person betraying her had the ability to bear the consequences.

"After returning to the capital, stay at 'Maple Bridge Night Mooring.' We won't be going to the Prime Minister's residence for now." Qing Yun picked up a book from the table and began to flip through it. Like her sister Qing Huang, she could read ten lines at a glance and never forget what she saw. Reading was merely a way to pass the time during such boring moments.

"Master is not returning to the Prime Minister's residence?" Ming Feng was puzzled. Wasn't the reason the master was returning because of that imperial marriage decree? Why not go back now?

A flash of murderous intent crossed Qing Yun's eyes, and she curled her lips coldly: "Return to the Prime Minister's residence? That place is not a good place. Even if it was before, it's practically contaminated now. Hmph! Besides, I suspect that old fox Mu Yueling will know I'm at 'Maple Bridge Night Mooring' in less than half an hour. It's better to stay on my own turf when out and about." Return to the Prime Minister's residence? She had no such intention!

Ming Feng’s mouth twitched. Master, there are definitely no more than five people in this world who could hurt you! Plus, with your inescapable methods of using poison, who could possibly harm you?

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The capital, outside the 'Maple Bridge Night Mooring' inn.

Everyone was staring at the carriage Qing Yun was in. The reason was not only because the carriage was exquisitely crafted, but also because even the person driving it was so extraordinary. Everyone was even more curious about the owner of the carriage!

After Ming Feng stopped the carriage, he jumped down and stood to the side: "Master, we have arrived."

Those four simple words made the crowd even more curious about the carriage's owner.

Qing Yun put down the book in her hand, stood up, and lifted the curtain. When a stunning, peerless face was exposed to the eyes of the crowd, everyone gasped. Compared to the woman before them, all those so-called "peerless beauties" and "number one beauties" were nothing but trash! There was simply no comparison!

Qing Yun frowned at the stunned gazes of the crowd and glanced at Ming Feng: "After you've made the arrangements, come find me inside." Having said that, she ignored everyone's awestruck stares and walked into 'Maple Bridge Night Mooring.'

"Yes."

Qing Yun had attracted the eyes of the masses this time, but she had also attracted two members of the royal family: the current Crown Prince, Bei Mingcheng, and the current Prince Yun, Bei Minghao!

"Imperial brother, do you recognize that young lady?" Bei Minghao pointed his finger at Qing Yun's figure as she went upstairs, looking at his brother, Bei Mingcheng.

"Heh, this woman is truly a rare gem. I just don't know which family she belongs to." A flash of thought crossed Bei Mingcheng's eyes, so fast that no one noticed.

...

Qing Yun's hearing was exceptionally sharp; how could such a conversation escape her ears? Upon hearing it, she merely curled her lips into a disdainful and bone-chilling smile. She said nothing and walked into her private suite.

After a while, Ming Feng pushed the door open: "Master."

"Mm, has it been spread?" Qing Yun asked without looking up, flipping through the account books of her businesses in the capital.

"I have already spread the news that you are at 'Maple Bridge Night Mooring.' I believe it won't be long before Mu Yueling receives the news." Ming Feng stood to the side, looking at some of the account books that had been set aside, and began to organize them.

"Mm," Qing Yun replied, then stopped her movements. "By the way, where is Mo Zexi?" Qing Yun suddenly remembered her recognized brother, her senior fellow apprentice! Mo Zexi!

Ming Feng spoke with some difficulty: "Master, the Master of the Underworld is... is..." He really didn't dare to say it!

"Where is he? Speak!" Why was he stuttering? She wouldn't blame them; was she really that scary? Honestly!

"He is... at... 'Fireworks in April'." Ming Feng summoned all his courage to say those words.

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