Chapter 5: Returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion 1

As the voice faded, Bei Mingcheng gradually appeared to everyone’s eyes from the staircase, dressed in an ink-colored robe with a beaming smile on his face.

“Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

“Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

“Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

“Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

Mu Yueling and the other three knelt, while Bei Mingcheng shook his fan. “Rise. Prime Minister, you have yet to answer the question I asked.”

“Yes!” Mu Yueling dared not delay and hurriedly replied, “It is indeed my daughter, Mu Qingyun. I thought that six years of punishment was enough for a young girl, which is why I allowed her to return to the capital.”

Upon hearing this, Qingyun couldn't help but sneer. If it weren't for the fact that his two precious daughters were unwilling to marry a fool and thus came looking for her to take their place, she would probably still be at the Piaomiao Pavilion!

“Hmm, that makes sense!” Bei Mingcheng stroked his chin with one hand, only speaking slowly after a long moment. “However, what I am curious about is, Prime Minister, why did you come here to look for her?” Besides, how could a woman who had been cast out afford to stay at ‘Fengqiao Yebo’?

Mu Yueling hesitated for a moment before saying, “This… Your Highness, I heard from my servants that Qingyun had settled down here, so I brought people to find her.” That damned unfilial daughter! To think she dared not return home after coming back to the capital!

“Is that so? Very well, I understand.” Bei Mingcheng nodded. “But Prime Minister, have you found her?”

“Replying to Your Highness, not yet.”

In the private room upstairs, Qingyun slowly rose and walked to the window, standing with her hands behind her back. “Ming Feng, do you think we should go down and join the fun?” In truth, Qingyun was the type of person who feared the world wouldn't be chaotic enough.

Ming Feng felt a cold sweat; if his master went out there now, things would descend into total chaos! “Master, as you wish.”

Qingyun looked at the fiery red sunset and the sea of clouds, finally curling her lips into an evil smile. “Then, let’s go out.” Heh, I’m going to blind all of you with my brilliance!

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Just as the room below became so quiet that the sound of a silver needle dropping could be heard, Qingyun’s aloof, cold, clear, and playful voice drifted down.

“Yo! Not bad, it’s really lively here today, Yi, don’t you agree?”

Everyone looked toward the sound and saw a woman of extreme beauty, bewitchingly enchanting, dangerous yet captivating. Dressed in white, she seemed to be coated in a layer of golden light under the sunset, making her appear ethereal, as if she did not belong to the mortal world.

But Yi, who had been addressed by Qingyun, shuddered, and a roguish smile immediately appeared on his face. “That’s right, though you finally decided to come down.” Yi was someone Qingyun had personally trained, but because he was easygoing, Qingyun had entrusted ‘Fengqiao Yebo’ to him.

“Heh, Yi, if I hadn’t come down, you would have had to go up and invite me, right?” A wickedly evil smile played on the corners of Qingyun’s mouth. Her lazy eyes looked at Yi with a smile as she walked down the stairs step by step.

“That’s for sure!” Yi replied with a roguish grin.

Qingyun only smiled without a word. She walked to the counter, picked up a cup of wine, and began to drink, only then slowly offering an explanation: “Yi, you’ve regressed.”

The moment Qingyun said this, the smile on Yi’s face finally cracked. As expected! He could never win an argument against her! No matter the subject, he was always the one being looked down upon!!!

Bei Mingcheng narrowed his eyes as he watched their interaction, while Bei Minghao walked up to Qingyun. “I am Bei Minghao. May I ask the lady’s surname?”

Qingyun set down the wine cup in her hand and looked at the gentle, refined man before her, her eyes narrowing slightly. “I am surnamed Qing.”

“And the lady’s given name?” Bei Minghao asked again with a light laugh.

“My name is Qingyun.” It was Qingyun, not Mu Qingyun! She, Qingyun, had always preferred to take the initiative rather than be passive.

However, just as everyone was lost in thought, the Prime Minister’s wife’s shrill voice pulled them back to reality. She pointed a finger at Qingyun: “You… you… are you Mu Qingyun?” Damn it! How could this bitch look so outstanding!!!

Upon hearing this, Bei Mingcheng raised an eyebrow. “Mu Qingyun?” He chewed on the three words with interest.

Hearing this, Qingyun lazily glanced at the Prime Minister’s wife, who looked as if she had seen a ghost, then withdrew her gaze. Her voice was cold yet pleasant. “You’re mistaken. I am Qingyun, not Mu Qingyun.” That’s right, ever since six years ago, she had been Qingyun!

Mu Yueling put on a benevolent fatherly expression and walked up to Qingyun, trying to grab her hand, but Qingyun dodged away in disgust, forcing him to retract his hand in embarrassment. “Qingyun, since you’re back, come home with me.” This girl must take the place of Qinglan and Qingxin… otherwise!