Chapter 172

Xuanyuan Yan hesitated for a moment, "Is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

"You really don't need to be so polite, I haven't helped you much."

Ming Qi, who was following behind Xuanyuan Yan, had seen Feng Qingyi before at the Winter Banquet. Xuanyuan Sheng had even specifically sent him to investigate her identity.

Xuanyuan Yan thought for a moment, "If you don't want to go to a restaurant or teahouse, then please come to my residence for a visit."

Didn't he understand what she was saying? She had already politely declined.

Xuanyuan Yan continued: "My residence isn't far from here, it won't take too long."

"...Alright then!"

Why was this person so persistent? She hoped that after this expression of gratitude, they wouldn't meet again. Wasn't this just wasting her time to go out and have fun?

Feng Qingyi followed Bai Wei into the carriage.

In the carriage, Bai Wei quietly asked, "Miss Qingyi, how do you know him?"

"You mean Xuanyuan Yan?" Feng Qingyi said.Thê source of this content n/o/v/(el)bi((n))

Bai Wei was stunned for a moment, how could she address him so casually, "Mm."

"I met him last time when I went out to eat with Qin Yuchuan," Feng Qingyi explained briefly.

Bai Wei tactfully said, "Miss Qingyi, although you're acquainted with him, you should still be mindful of your words."

"I understand," Feng Qingyi agreed readily, thinking Bai Wei wanted her to keep her distance from Xuanyuan Yan.

The carriage traveled for a long time. Feng Qingyi lifted the curtain to look outside. There were no people around anymore; they seemed to have left the bustling market.

He had said it wasn't far, but it had been almost half an hour and they still hadn't arrived. How could this be considered "not far"?

The people here seemed to have a very different perception of distance compared to hers.

After who knows how long, they finally arrived.

Feng Qingyi, supported by Bai Wei and Xue Cha, got off the carriage.

"This place seems so familiar, I feel like I've been here before?"

Xuanyuan Yan's voice slowly responded, "You have indeed been here before. I heard that Miss Feng's performance at the Winter Banquet was breathtaking. It's a pity I didn't get to witness it personally."

Winter Banquet, wasn't that in the imperial palace?

"Aren't you a prince? Why are you living in the imperial palace?"

Ming Qi suddenly felt that this lady, whom His Majesty called "Miss Feng," must have been living deep in the mountains, otherwise how could she not know about such a major event as a change of dynasty.

Xuanyuan Yan: "The sunshine is nice today. How about I take you to see the imperial garden?"

"Alright." She was somewhat interested in the rare flowers and plants in the imperial palace.

Xuanyuan Yan was an excellent guide. Wherever Feng Qingyi looked, he would introduce it.

Ming Qi, Bai Wei, and Xue Cha walked behind them.

"Bai Wei, is this lady's surname 'Feng' or 'Mu'?"

Previously, they had found out it was "Mu," but Xuanyuan Yan called her "Miss Feng," so he was a bit confused.

Bai Wei made up an explanation: "Miss Qingyi's father's surname is Mu, and her mother's is Feng, so either is fine."

"..." He had never heard of such a thing before.

"What is the relationship between this lady and your general?" Although he had seen them being intimate last time, he still wasn't sure.

"She's our future general's wife," Bai Wei said.

Ming Qi was at a loss. Could it be that His Majesty had taken a liking to this lady?

Now that General Qin had gone to war, could he be trying to take advantage of the situation and steal her away?

Ming Qi felt he might have learned something incredible. He couldn't let things develop like this.

He had to advise His Majesty properly. If His Majesty and General Qin became enemies because of this lady, the consequences would be unthinkable!

Ming Qi hurried forward, "Miss Feng, Your Majesty, the imperial kitchen has prepared the meal. You can go and dine now."

Feng Qingyi heard about eating, "Then let's go eat. The chefs in your imperial palace should be very good, right?"

"If you like it, you can come often in the future," Xuanyuan Yan said.

Ming Jiu chimed in casually, "The chefs in the imperial kitchen are inflexible. They only have a few dishes worth mentioning."

"Comparatively, the cooks at the general's mansion are more skilled. They always like to develop new dishes."

Feng Qingyi agreed, "The cooks at the general's mansion are indeed excellent. They can make different porridge every day for a week without repeating."

"May I ask where Miss Feng is staying now?" Ming Jiu asked again.

Feng Qingyi: "When I come here, I usually stay at the general's mansion, but now I have my own place, right next door to the general's mansion."

"Next door is good, very convenient. When it's time for the wedding, you'll only need to walk a few steps," Ming Jiu said.

Xuanyuan Yan glared at him, and Ming Jiu slowly retreated.

It seemed that Miss Feng had no interest in His Majesty, so there shouldn't be a big problem. His Majesty wouldn't force a marriage or seize her against her will.