The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

The next second she transformed into a streak of cyan light and vanished, while Yin Kangxuehan chuckled and gave chase.

Yu Lingyue smiled and shook her head, but then she realized that this was the capital of Yan Kingdom. Wouldn't their playful banter cause any trouble?

Yu Lingyue wanted to stop her, but then she thought that she didn't have much say in front of Yin Kangxuehan.

So Yu Lingyue whispered to Ling'er beside her:

"Ling'er, why don't you go and stop them?"

Hearing Yu Lingyue's words, Ling'er smiled.

"No need."

She was naturally aware of Yu Lingyue's concerns.

During the time her young master was away, Yu Lingyue had been cultivating under the Third Elder, only occasionally coming to the manor to play.

So she didn't know that this kind of playful fighting had happened more than once, otherwise Mihua wouldn't be so afraid of her older sister.

Ling'er's thoughts then drifted away.

Young Master has just broken through to the next level, he must be very tired. I wonder if he's hungry, if he needs anything to eat... Hmm... no, I should prepare a hot bath first, or...

A flood of thoughts rushed through Ling'er's mind. She looked up at Qin Yangjun, about to ask a question, when Yu Lingyue blocked her way.

"Senior brother, go take a shower first. I've already asked the people to prepare hot water."

At this moment, Qin Yangjun was still carefully sensing the power within his body and did not notice Ling'er's gaze beside him. After hearing Yu Lingyue say this, he nodded in agreement.

"Let's go, Ling'er."

Qin Yangjun said something and then turned and left with Yu Lingyue.

Ling'er opened her mouth, but then swallowed the words she wanted to say...

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Ling'er's Strangeness

After returning to the palace, Ling'er did not go looking for her sister.

She sat in the pavilion in the palace garden, gazing blankly at the clouds on the horizon.

For some reason, she felt a little uneasy when she saw her young master walking side by side with Yu Lingyue.

She never felt jealous of anyone. Faced with the many beautiful women surrounding her young master, she always had one thought:

With such an outstanding young master, he'll surely have no shortage of girls around him in the future. I'm not greedy; I just want to occupy a small corner in his heart.

But today, Ling'er suddenly noticed that her young master seemed rather cold towards her...

When the thought popped into his head, he quickly patted his cheeks.

Oh dear, what am I even thinking? Young Master isn't the kind of person who gets bored easily!

Ling'er was good at regulating herself, so she quickly banished those chaotic thoughts from her mind.

Since Yu Lingyue has already prepared the hot water, I'll go and prepare some food for the young master. Oh, and tea too, the young master loves the tea I brew.

Thinking of this, Ling'er cheered up again and turned to walk towards the imperial kitchen.

When she arrived, Ling'er had familiarized herself with the map of the palace, so she quickly found the imperial kitchen and, with the help of the palace pastry chefs, made many of their signature pastries.

After thanking the palace pastry chef, Ling'er carried the freshly baked pastries and excitedly headed towards Qin Yangjun's place.

"Young Master! I've done it..."

After pushing open the door, Ling'er's face stiffened before she could finish speaking.

She discovered that her young master and Yu Lingyue were sitting around the table eating, with a bruised and swollen Mihua next to them.

What everyone was eating was a box of exceptionally beautiful pastries, which looked so tempting that it made one's mouth water.

Ling'er couldn't help but think of the pastries she made; she only knew how to make mung bean cakes and osmanthus cakes. Compared to these exquisite pastries, his seemed rather rustic.

So, she instinctively hid her pastry box behind her back.

Qin Yangjun's eyes lit up when he saw Ling'er.

"Ling'er! Come! Come! These are pastries that Lingyu bought outside the city. They taste pretty good. You should try them too."

As he spoke, Qin Yangjun took a sip of tea.

"Hmm—Junior Sister, the tea you brewed is quite good. Where did you get it from?"

"This was naturally given by someone from the palace. After all, it's something for the imperial use, so of course it's good."

Yu Lingyue sipped her tea and spoke casually, then reached out and gave Mi Hua a flick on the forehead.

"Mihua! Stop stuffing her in! Leave some for Ling'er and Xuehan!!"

At this point, Mihua was speechless, her mouth full of pastry crumbs, her cheeks bulging out, looking exactly like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Looking at Mi Hua's appearance, Qin Yangjun felt helpless but also a little amused, and then handed her a cup of tea.

Mi Hua choked because she had eaten too much, so she picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp. Then she swallowed with difficulty. Qin Yangjun and Yu Lingyue laughed at Mi Hua's hurried expression.

At this moment, both of them were focused on Mi Hua, so they did not notice that Ling'er's face was very pale and that she was rubbing the basket behind her back with both hands.

The cheerful atmosphere before her seemed to have nothing to do with her; she was like an outsider who had intruded into someone else's "paradise."

Superfluous.

The thought that flashed through her mind was like a needle piercing into Ling'er's heart, and her face paled even more.

However, Ling'er quickly shook her head.

Ling'er increasingly felt that her thinking was a bit abnormal. How could she have made this connection?

"Ling'er... what's wrong?"

At this moment, Qin Yangjun also noticed Ling'er's abnormality and hurriedly asked her with concern. After hearing Qin Yangjun's words, Yu Lingyue also looked over.

Ling'er secretly put the pastries she made into her storage bag, then forced a smile.

"It's nothing, I was just wondering where my sister went."

Ling'er was in a state of confusion and, fearing that Qin Yangjun would see through her thoughts, she made up a reason.

Without much thought, Qin Yangjun immediately said:

"Your sister always has a lot of ideas. She's probably gone shopping again. She should be back soon."

"That's it..."

Ling'er responded casually, then sat down at the table, picked up a piece of pastry from the box, and took a bite.

It's very sweet... but for some reason, there's a hint of bitterness mixed in with the sweetness...

"Does it hurt?"

At that moment, a sudden voice rang in Ling'er's mind, causing her body to tremble. She instantly looked up and glanced around, but apart from the three people present, she did not see the presence of a fourth person.

Yu Lingyue also noticed Ling'er's sudden action.

"What's wrong, Ling'er?"

"Did you hear anything?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Yu Lingyue's eyes.

"A sound? What sound? Were you injured by the residual power of the heavenly tribulation?"

When Yu Lingyue said this, there was a hint of insecurity on her face. After all, Ling'er was stronger than her. She was fine, so how could Ling'er be in trouble?

Qin Yangjun grabbed Ling'er's hand and probed it with his spiritual power. However, after examining it, he found no internal injuries.

This also relieved Qin Yangjun.

"Ling'er, you must be tired. Why don't you go back and rest early?"

Looking at her young master's gentle eyes, Ling'er couldn't help but facepalm.

Am I really just tired? I heard it so clearly just now.

"He's so gentle~ But why are there so many women around him?!"

The voice rang out again, this time with a hint of madness in its words. Ling'er's body trembled, and she looked around again.

"Did you hear that? Someone was really speaking just now!"

Qin Yangjun and Yu Lingyue exchanged a glance, then Qin Yangjun sighed and patted Ling'er's head.

"Ling'er, you look really tired. Go and get some rest."

Feeling the warmth of that large, warm hand, Ling'er's heart couldn't help but warm up.

As expected, the young master is still the same young master; I was just overthinking things.

Ling'er then let out a long sigh of relief and nodded gently.

"okay."

Even so, Qin Yangjun was still somewhat worried about Ling'er's condition, so he escorted her back to her room step by step.

Along the way, Ling'er never heard that strange sound again.

Perhaps I was just too mentally exhausted and was hallucinating.

Meanwhile, on the other side, outside the library of the Divine Radiance Yan Kingdom.

As footsteps approached, the previously listless guards immediately perked up. Upon seeing the newcomers, they shuddered and quickly bowed in salute.

However, Helian Yazhi didn't even glance at them and walked straight past.

Just then, a fragrant breeze wafted by, and the two guards noticed that the princess was accompanied by a woman...

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Departure

The woman was dressed in a gorgeous red and yellow gown and had a "broad mind." Her stunningly beautiful face carried a touch of mature charm, and the fragrant breeze she stirred as she passed by was simply captivating.

The large tails behind the girl revealed her identity.

If Qin Yangjun were here, he would definitely be surprised. When did Helian Yazhi get involved with Yin Kang Xuehan...?

The two guards were immediately drawn over, and even after the figure disappeared through the doorway, they continued to stare longingly at it.