《Ode to Longevity》 Chapter 1: The Journey to an Ancient World Proofread by Cheng Jingtao In the Land of Stars and Moon. In the main hall of the Fengs, there is a calligraphy work named "Longevity"written by the Emperor himself with a frame mounted with gold and jade. Grey-haired Feng Lingyun wears a ck gown embroidered with Kylin, sitting square. The ministers who send gifts are constantlying, and the gifts are taken over by servants on the side. The Fengs helped Lord Yun, Murong Hao, ascend to the throne, and the family enjoys an unshakable position as the first general''s house in Yun Kingdom. As long as it is on the birthday of the head of the Fengs, Feng Lingyun, Lord Yun Murong Hao will definitely congratte Feng in person, so will he today. But... The scene of the front yard is in stark contrast to the backyard, where the red silk, dozens of meters long, is in a terrible mess, and vegetables and fruits scatter all over the ce. A man in dark gold sitting in a wheelchair is looking indifferently at the crowd in front, while a sharp dagger is pointing to his neck, with scarlet blood dripping down the de. The weather in December is extremely cold, but the strong drunken man holding the dagger is naked to the waist. He grasps the wheelchair with one hand, "Don''t move! Lord Cen is here!", he yells with a ferocious face. "You, you are out of your mind! Let go of Lord Cen!"The faces of the guards who are holding sabers turn pale, and even Feng Chen who has gone through many dangerous moments feels nervous and dare not act rashly. There is amotion in the crowd, but no one dare step forward. At the same time, a fat person is pushed out, and the fat body is like a puddle of mud, poured out. "Oh, my god, is that Feng Qingge the fool? What is she doing here!" "We can''t infuriate him right now for Lord''s safety. Let the foole back quickly!" "If we were not careless, this would not have happened! Don''t infuriate him and protect Lord Cen!" Who is saying my name¡­ Ouch! The whole body seems to be run over by a truck, full of pain. She struggles to open her eyes and feels the re of the light The rising sun reddens half the sky. In the golden light an elegant man is sitting quietly in a wheelchair. His ck hair dances with the wind, and his thick and long eyshes are slightly closed. At a sudden nce, Lord Cen''s eyes which are like the smooth surface of theke meet Qingge''s perplexed ones, and his eyes are shining with a strange light. Feng Qingge is shocked for she has never seen such a good-looking man. He has an air of calmness and elegance, like an immortaling out of a gorgeous painting. This should be a pleasant scenery without the buff man standing aside. Feng Qingge stands in front of them, feeling like a monkey being watched. "Where am I? Why am I here?"Feng asks, with one hand pressing hard on her temple. She looks around curiously, only to see two men in weird ancient clothes and buildings in ancient style. Feng can''t hold back her confusion and asks,"Are you shooting a teley?" "Shut up! Just stay where you are and do nothing!"Not expecting Fen''s appearance, Wang Ming moves towards Feng suddenly and fiercely out of extreme anxiety,with his strong fist hitting towards Feng. "Who are you?" Feng says disdainfully, and a touch of cold light crosses her eyes. She steps back and adjusts herself quickly to a fight. As one of the top-ranked international spies, she does not take Wang as her rival. She acts so fast like a gust of wind, and is to catch this buff man''s arm; however, her new body moves too clumsily toplete actions which should have beenpleted. So not until she touches Wang, she is hit by him on forehead. Instantly, her sight bes vague, and blood drops from her head, dying her eyes red. Her long eyshes can''t help trembling. Memories flocking into her head bring her a splitting headache, and a mess of strange information pops into her mind. Feng Qingge, 20 years old, the eldest daughter of the Fengs in Yun Kingdom of Land of Stars and Moon, was born weak, which fails her to cultivate star power. From very young age, she has been bullied by other peers for her head of a moron. Because of her fat and ugly appearance, no one came to her family to propose marriage till she was 22. Although she has been taken as a fool all the time, she secretly loves the prince Murong Chu. Today is the 60th birthday celebration party of the head of the Fengs. Lord Cen who is handicapped arrived early to send gifts, but was kidnapped by Wang Ming, who disguised himself as a servant in the house. Wang Ming is an ordinary guy without Star Power, but he is strong, which makes it difficult to cope with him. For fear of hurting Lord Cen, guards around all stay still. Feng Qingge, who was in the crowd before, was pushed forward by someone, leading to the current situation. No! She is supposed to be back! Back to the earth! But¡­ In her world, the freezing bullet went through her heart, and she was plunged into the cold, dark, rimless sea. Now, she lives inside another one''s body, owning a different soul which doesn''t belong to her. The actual her in the real life is dead, and this cannot be reversed. "Hongzhe...I died, but I''m still alive..." She has no idea how to express her feelings-she didn''t mean to survive the mission at all. However, instead of meeting her beloved one in the heaven as she wished, she somehow came into this unacquainted world eerily. Without any desire for life, her ck eyes are dull with gloomy shade. Even though she is held hostage, nobody in the Fengs cares whether she will be alive. The only thing they care is the safety of Lord Cen. As to such a good-for-nothing as her, it''s no big deal even if she is killed. "Cough, cough..." she hears muffled coughs behind her. Sitting in the wheelchair, Murong Yun turns even paler. A crafty lookes to his slightly closed eyes. As if having known what Qingge has in mind, he said with a faint smile, "Such a man as I should be still alive. That''s justughable, isn''t it?" Is itughable? Qingge is suddenly transfixed by something that emerges in her mind by itself. Murong Yun, Lord Cen, joined the army when he was only five years old and has fought on the battlefield with ease for 16 years, achieving numerous illustrious military achievements and winning the title of Mars. Surprisingly, the genius was disabled and becameme in both legs two years ago because something went wrong in his martial arts training. All his veins were ruined. Reduced from superior Mars to a cripple, he is even inferior to an average man. It must be a burning shame and crowning humiliation for him to be kidnapped and unable to resist. Under such circumstances, however, he left everything behind unexpectedly and told her with a smile that the like of him can yet carry on. With sound limbs, though delicately built, she has no excuse to give up her life. Anyway, she can''t bring herself to see the handsome lord die in the hand of a nobody! Qingge observes around unhesitatingly, with her glorious ck eyes twinkling. Besides the surrounding crowd, a few guards hide on the eave. As long as Wang Ming ckens a little, he will no doubt be defeated instantly. But the abductor Wang Ming is not stupid. Though the dagger he uses is of small power, he has taken advantage of Yun as his trump card, thus forming a dead angle for attack. Rather than wait for him to expose ws, she is better off seeking opportunities and gaining the initiative. Squinting her eyes, Qingge asked imperturbably, "Are you hungry?" Chapter 2: Reminder Proofread by Yin Jing "What?" Wang Ming sobers up, who is d in very thin clothes. He has eaten almost nothing since the morning. Asked by Feng Qingge like this, he does feel hungry at once. "If I were you, I''d rather find a small warm room than wait outside until they find your weak point and give you the critical strike," Qingge chuckles. She casually lifts her finger to point at the kitchen. "This fool! What a bad idea!" "Such a big mouth! If they go into the room, how can we rescue Lord Cen?" "Damn it! Who has a knife? I''ll kill this fatso!" Guards hidden in the crowd go nearly crazy. The stalemate hassted for more than one hour. They are finally about to find Wang''s weakness but Feng Qingge butts in. Wang''s eyes shine. At the sight of the prepared ingredients in the kitchen, Wang swiftly drags Murong Yun''s wheelchair to the front of him, murmuring, "If I find you''re ying tricks, I''ll break your neck. You, lead the way. Others, get out!" The crowd dare note near at all, but move backwards slowly while Wang advances. A few steps'' distance takes them a long time to walk. Qingge is especially cautious. However, an ident still happens. The kitchen is close at hand, but Qingge gets stuck between the door with her fat jiggling. She looks back with difficulty,ughing embarrassingly, "Uh, can you lend me a hand? I seem to be stuck..." Clearly, she has been stuck badly. Not even a narrow gap is left. "Get your ass in!" Wang almost loses his breath, and is more vexed. For fear that Qingge ys tricks, he kicks her plump ass, hobbles on his right foot, lifts the wheelchair with one hand and throws it in together with Yun. After mming the door, he pants violently, leaning against the door. He turns his wolfish gaze to Qingge and Yun. It made Qingge''s fresh creep, but she has been well-prepared. If Wang tries to hurt them, she will control him at the first ce. Even if perishing together with Wang, she has to assure the safety of Lord Cen. But it seems that this guy has been far too hungry. After panting, he rushes towards the hearth as fast as he can. Watching those delicacies that haven''t got to be served to the guests, he reaches for them to feed himself. "No, you take a bite," Wang is too vignt to try easily. Though he knows these are cuisines to be served to the guests, someone might have poisoned the food in chaos just now. If he eats the poisoned food, he will die like an idiot. ncing at those food, Qingge takes chopsticks and speaks calmly, "Don''t worry. It''s not poisoned." While speaking, she picks up a strip of fish to eat. The weird taste spreads in her mouth. It is just a te of steamed fish. But she tastes various vors including sourness, sweetness, bitterness and spiciness. She just spits it out and wipes her mouth promptly,ining subconsciously, "What the hell? Who made it? Too terrible! Steamed fish is known for its delicate and delicious vor. Why bother to put in so many condiments? It''s not a northeastern hodgepodge. How can they put everything into it? Yuck, yuck!" Aware of the cold gaze behind, she bes uptight,ughing at once, "That''s all right. I''m just unustomed to the food here. You see, it''s not poisonous. If it is, how can I be so energetic?" "Humph! Keep to the side. People from wealthy families are really different from us. The food today is worth so much money that the poor cannot earn in a year even." Feeling so starved, Wang can no longer tolerate. Immediately, he shoves food in the te into his mouth. Not that Qingge despises the food, but that as a cook, she cannot stand those who cook it. It is nothing short of insulting the ingredients! On the other side, Yun lookes at Qingge in surprise. He has heard long ago that the eldest daughter of the Fengs was born to be ugly and fat with the same IQ as a 7-year-old child. Now it seems the rumor proves wrong. The strategy to gain the initiative and pay a man back in his own coin alone is second to none. Wiping her mouth, Qingge looks into Yun''s eyes the moment she lowers her head. An unusual light shines in his starry eyes. He still sits there imperturbably. But the calmer he appeares, the stranger Qingge feels. Although he used to be a general fighting in the battlefield, he can have been betrayed by small movements when confronting a threat to his life even if he has no facial expressions. However, he is far calmer than he should have, which is abnormal. Habitually knocking at the wheelchair with one hand, Yun raises his head slightly against the wheelchair and whispers, "Strike where the enemy is weakest and avoid his strongholds. Take him by surprise." What? These simple words that Qingge hears cause a tremor in her mind. Yun should remind her to attack the weakness of Wang. But at present, she... No! Qingge is confused at the thought of what just happened and Wang Ming''s fear. Does Yun want her to disturb Wang Ming? "Nine on top, eight his foot." Inscrutably leaving a few inexplicable words, Yun begins to refresh his spirits by closing his eyes and ignores herpletely. Qingge is at once embarrassed. Indeed, she doesn''t know what Yun mean. What is the profound meaning of "Nine on top, eight his foot" on earth? Is it a phic pun or his Japanese name? Her body trembles as if struck by lightning, with her eyes fixed on Wang Ming. It is no phic pun, but the terms of Eight Diagrams (eightbinations of three whole or broken lines formerly used in divination): nine on top, one underneath; six and eight, namely the feet. It is the divergent thinking of grids. Eight is one''s right foot. Combined with "striking where the enemy is weakest and avoid his strongholds", it means¡­ "I got it!" her pupils shrink abruptly. Qingge catches on to his words. Yun is cuing her that the weakness of Wang Ming is his right foot. She makes such a loud voice that voracious Wang instantly bes alert. He catches a rope on the side, throws it to Qingge and scolds, "What''s the fuss! Tie him up!" "What''s the difference? He has been like that." While shrugging, she makes her way forward a little to approach Wang Ming. Wang looks out nervously and snorts icily, "Hurry up! Tie him up." "It''s no use tying me up." Stopping knocking on the wheelchair with fingers unexpectedly, Yun opens his eyes slightly and says softly, "Is it possible for you to escape from here if you hurt me? As to her, a youngdy out of favor in the Fengs, you can bind her in any way you like. What''s more, you can get what you want here." "¡­" One corner of her mouth twitches severely. Qingge does want to extract a shoehorn and stick it into Yun''s mouth. She is trying to get him out of here. He should forsake her. Wang''s eyes shine again. He is hesitant for it''s worth kidnapping Yun, but there is no need to injure him indeed. As to the fatso¡­ Qingge stiffens when seeing the sinister smile on Wang''s face. That tall figure is making his way to her, with his right foot kind ofme. He walks like a penguin, rocking from side to side. A good opportunity! Strike when the enemy is unprepared. Take advantage of the weakness and give him a fatal blow! That is the opportunity Yun creates for her. If Wang does tie him up, how does he have the ability to resist? As to her, it ispletely different. Whether they cane out alive or not just depends on this chance. Chapter 3: Get out of the Trouble Proofread by Yin Jing Just as Wang approaches, she suddenly bends her body and bumps against Wang''s chin fiercely like a pop-up ball. Before Wang could respond, she gives Wang a violent kick on the right foot. "Ah!" Wang bes more wide-eyed in severe pain. He gives a violent wave of his hand, and the dagger in his hand shows a sh of cold light. He res at Lord Cen with bloodshot eyes and roars, "You should y tricks on me! Even if I die, I will drag you two together!" "The jig is up. It''s beyond my strength. Dodge, Mu Cangyun!" Qingge nearly spouts blood. With a sudden leap, she kicks the burning wood on the ground away. "Be careful." Without any ability to attack, Mu has no choice but retreat by his wheelchair, staring at the man out of the track he nned. He frowns tightly, with his slender fingers tapping the wheelchair subconsciously. "Bang!" Wang takes a sudden step back and was hit in the arm by the piece of wood. His eyes turnpletely bloodshot. ring at the fat body of Qingge, he roars, "I''ll kill you first!" "Humph,e on!" The stout body darts forth abruptly. Upon a sweep of Qingge''s foott, a pile of wood shoots out neatly. Before Wang could react, Feng flings her arms around a pir. The center of her gravity sinks; sheunches a kick high up in the air. However, she ignores her current weight. Under this support, her arms are not strong enough to sp the pir. Then, her stout body strikes the ground hard. "..." The corner of her mouth twitches severely, and Qingge curses secretly. Seeing the dazzling dagger is about toe, she grabs the wooden pir hurriedly, kicks against the ground with both legs, and rolls her fat body to the corner in a funny way. Since the attackes to nothing, Wang bes even more furious. He springs nimbly to stab Qingge with his dagger. "Ci!" Bloody cut emerges. Qingge looks extremely pale. She has just been reborn in this body and is unustomed to it. The object is sorge that she does not have time to dodge before being stabbed by the dagger. She rolls over the ground awkwardly with her untidy hair stuck together by sweat, and she is no difference from the beggars outside. If she continues to be passive, she may never have the chance to attack. The body is too weak to stand even two rounds of fighting. So the fight could notst any longer! Qingge takes a big breath. The instant Wang hacks, Qingge''s eyes look totally different. She grabs suddenly behind her back and then casts the dust in her hands towards Wang''s eyes. "What?" Wang rubs his eyes promptly, moving backwards. But Qingge would not give him the chance. The moment Wang retreats, her stout body moves over. Her lightning-fast fingers lock Wang''s wrist. Then, she disjoints his right wrist directly. "ng!" The dagger hits the ground. Qingge swiftly kicks it away. Without the weapon threatening her life, she cannot help but to breathe a deep sigh of relief. When she is about to carry on the next round of attack, fingers hard like talons of a falcon lock her neck. "Bang!" The back side of her head hits the wall, and Qingge feels dizzy for a while. The sense of suffocation drains the color from her face. She reaches out to seize Wang''s wrist subconsciously. "Court death!" As his right hand suffers from dislocation, Wang pinches her neck with his left hand and throws her to the wall heavily. The whole wall is shaking. That 100-kg weight is far from light, so the hit feels like an earthquake. "Dong, Dong, Dong..." Hit after another, Qingge feels as if her brain were going to break, when Wang loosens his hand suddenly. She falls down on the ground at once. Seeing that big guy making his way towards Lord Cen, Qingge bes sober. No! Lord Cen Yun must not die! "Ha!" If she has had the super power of thunder and lightning, Wang would have been killed immediately. But now, the100-kg body jumps up and smashes down heavily like a rubber ball. It never urs to Wang that Qingge should still be able to stand up.100 kilograms drop down on his head. All he heard is a "crack" and then his spine breaks directly. "100 kilograms! Even though I''m no fighting match for you, I can crush you to death!" "If I can''t crush you to death, I''ll beat you to death!" "Go to hell!" Before Wang is able to react, Qingge throws herself on Wang''s body and punches him hard on the head. Head is the most vulnerable part of human body. Even the practice of astral power cannot change the fact. She has been growing up in the dark team since she is young and knows everything about the Achilles heel of humankind... The strength of the punch is just appropriate. It doesn''t kill Wang but directly knocks him out. The wounds are bleeding all over her body, and after such a fight, Qingge is exhausted. She sits on the floor panting heavily as if her chest will burst. The same as it has been, Mu''s look has never changed. Even when seeing Qingge stun Wang, he just closed his eyes slightly and stopped tapping the wheelchair with his fingers suddenly. Exhaling a breath of cold air, Qingge looks down at her swollen hands and then takes a deep breath. She forces herself to stand up and asks in a trembling voice, "It''s over. Are you all right?" "I''m OK, of course. Here you are." Mu Cangyun takes out a bottle of unguent and says calmly, "Smear it on your injuries after washing them and you will recover in three days." The wind rises. Clouds scud. The person who sits in the wheelchair is as gentle as the wind, learned and refined. Though not valiant as before, he shows another kind of charm with this morbid look. His eyebrows as sharp as swords, his eyes as shiny as stars, and his wless face could dazzle anyone in this world. Even his voice is sexy and soft, like spring breeze stroking osiers. "Thank you." Taking the bottle, Qingge forces herself to stay calm promptly. She is not allowed to have any more thoughts. After the danger usuallyes rescue. After making sure there is no fighting anymore, the guards outside kick the door open and all rush in. As if holding a hot potato, Qingge clenches the bottle at once, hiding it inside her sleeve. "Are you all right, my lord?" The guards look better. ncing at the trembling Qingge standing aside, the leader says, "You must feel bothered, my lord. Come and take Lord Cen to freshen up immediately. Arrest this guy, and put him into jail to wait for disposal." "Why are you standing still? Clean the backyard right away. Young miss, please go to wash and change your dress too. The emperor is about to arrive." Seeing that the crowds do not move, he frowns and continues to say. His words are easy to understand. Qingge shall not bring any shame on the Fengs. Clenching the bottle, Qingge turns around to look backward. Mu Cangyun is surrounded in the crowd. She sees many backs, but none is his. "Feng Qingge..." With a faint smile, Mu Cangyun indifferently nces at the person who is leaving. A sharp glint shes across his wise eyes. He raises his hands slightly and says, "Go where you should have been as if this never happens, for the sake of Feng Qingge." Chapter 4: Teasing Proofread by Yin Jing After hearing the first half of what Yun says, the crowd sighs with relief. As long as Lord Cen does not mention this ident, the Fengs would no doubt be free of trouble. But the next half surprises them. Lord Cen should do it because of Qingge... With the help of her memory, Qingge finds the small house belonging to her. It is a quite neat room with nearly no extra furniture. She makes simple cleaning and bandaging simply, and finds her body covered with bruises. She could only change to a long white dress which barely covers the traces. But this stout body looks ugly in any dress. And white makes her look even fatter and more bloated. "Can Mu Cangyun''s legs be cured?" Thinking of that elegant man, Qingge frowns slightly. So gentle a man should not sit on the wheelchair like that. On the Land of Star and Moon, any kind of medicine could be gained. As long as one does notck one of his arms or legs, he has the chance to be cured. This ce is different from the earth. Those who have good qualifications could take on the practice and fly around with their swords on like immortals in tales. The wholend is divided into four parts, which are mainly Loong Country, State of Heat, Snow Country, Kin Empire. The ce she stays in is a tributary to Snow Country, Cloud Country. And Chaoyang Sect is a sect above the four main countries which has hundreds of thousands of followers. One can take on the practice and study inside after passing its assessment. Unfortunately, this body''s original owner does not have a clear mind and could only remember a few things. It appears she would have to go to the book chamber here to learn more about thisnd if she has the chance. "If only I had my Xuanji Knife." Reaching for her waist subconsciously, which feels empty forck of something, Qingge can''t help but to force a bitter smile. "Feng Qingge, get out quickly!" Before Qingge continues, raspy callse from outside the door. Familiar voices reverberating in her hear, Qingge feels kind of startled. Though this body belongs to the eldest daughter of the Fengs, she has to live a life even worse than servants. Not that the Fengs have skimped on her monthly pay, but she has been cheated out of every penny by those servants. It is strange that the Fengs have no men. Feng Lingyun has four sons. Except her father Feng Xingtian who has lost contact, all the others have been sent around to guard the Cloud Country. Since Qinger and she are girls, they stay in the imperial city. She is the eldest daughter of the Fengs, but her father is not at home and her mother died young. She is always bullied for being imbecile and the good man of the house also attaches no importance to her. On the contrary, Qinger wins the poprity by virtue of her petty shrewdness. As the only daughter of Feng Manyue, Qinger is much pampered. Just because of this, Qinger often gets her in trouble. Whenever Qinger sees something good of hers, she would pocket it. What''s worse, if Qinger is in bad moods, she would take it out on her. All the bruises on her body are given by her. "Now that she''s here, I''d better go out to see what she wants to do." Qingge says to herself. Thinking of the pair of hands which pushed her out, she holds firmly that this woman clearly wants her to die! Opening the door and seeing Qinger standing in front of it, Qingge just sneered, "Isn''t it sister Qinger? There is no wind today. What blows you here?" "You!" Qinger tries to suppress her anger and turns around, "There are no ingredients I need in the kitchen. You go there to make the Tofu Soup with Chinese Cabbage." "If I am not wrong, the soup is for the emperor. Sister Qinger should make me cook it so confidently. Are you sure?" Qingge drawled and sneered. If she is the foodie the original Qingge has been, she would have gone to the kitchen to cook rice porridge unceremoniously. But the original one being foolish does not mean her being the same. Fixed on by her sharp eyes, Qinger was covered with gooseflesh and nearly frightened by the outbreak of her aura. She couldn''t help but blush. Due to a farce in the backyard, all ingredients haves been destroyed by a base-bred civilian. How could she cook Tofu Soup with Chinese Cabbage? But now... Anyway, cheat this fatty to cook in the kitchen first! "Do it as I order you to. Howe so much nonsense?" ring at Qingge, Qinger hummed. She vaguely feels that this Qingge bes kind of different. How dare she contradict her before? "Yeah? I say, Qinger, are you my senior or the good man of the Fengs?" Raising her willowy eyebrows, Qingge sneered. Qinger''s face darkens and says coldly, "What did you say? You fat so..." "Since you are neither my senior nor the good man, what makes you think you are qualified to ask me to do things for you?" Corners of her mouth upwards, Qingge continued, "Besides, the emperor makes you cook the soup. Now you ask me to substitute you. Isn''t that equal to defying the emperor? Or do you think you can defy everything by virtue of your status, even the emperor''s order? I think, even the good man of the Fengs doesn''t have the right to change the things the emperor decided." "You!" Qinger turned so angry that she could not help clenching her fists. But she couldn''t find a refutation. Looking up the smile shing in the eyes'' of Qingge, Qinger thunders, "You fat so! What nonsense are you talking? When did the emperor ask me to cook the soup? Don''t ther!" "Oh... That is to say, you are self-affectionate and long to perform well before the emperor?" Qingge raised her eyebrow a little and smiled indifferently. Seeing that teasing smile, Qinger only feels exasperation jammed her chest. She stamps her feet heavily. This is the chance she manages to gain. She deliberately asks cooks not to prepare rice porridge that the emperor eats every time and gives them each ten taels of silver to cook by herself. To think that it is ruined in Wang Ming''s hand! "Qingge, I have to tell you it is rted to life and death of the Fengs. Today, you must cook it!" Qinger gritted her teeth and eximed in rage. She could only threaten Qingge with the safety of the Fengs. With corners of her mouth upwards, Qingge chuckled, "Yeah? But it''s you who ask to cook on your own. If someone is to me, you are the one to be killed. If I cook it, I''ll be decapitated instead. Dear sister, you''ve made a bad move." "You! Feng Qingge, you fatso, you..."Qinger is so angry that she almost wants to spit out blood. Her phoenix eyes rise in anger. She even has an itch to split Qingge right now. When is this imbecile enlightened? She should contradict her order!! "But..." With corners of her mouth upwards, Qingge gazed at this person who showed her teeth and chuckled, "I''m one of the Fengs so I''m supposed to contribute to the Fengs." "Hum, it''s fine that you know it. Since so, hurry to cook Soup of Pearl, Emeral and Jade." Her hanging heart dropped down quickly. Qinger could help patting her chest and letting out a huge breath. However, before she exhalespletely, the following words Qingge hears nearly makes her spit out blood again. "But I''m very unsatisfied with sister''s attitude. Since I am to be the scapegoat, some reward would be necessary. Is that right, sister Qinger?" Chapter 5: Metamorphosis Proofread by Yin Jing "You!" Qinger''s face turns ck and blue. The soup of Pearl, Emeral and Jade is far from easy to cook. She meant to frame Qingge, but never expects this fatso should see through it. Her heart jolts and she smiles obsequiously at once, "Sister Qingge, how can you be called scapegoat? For the sake of Feng''s, you..." "That can''t be done. Even if you want to send away a beggar, you have to give him some." Qingge smiles, while ncing at half a slotted ring of jade beside Qinger''s waist casually. A sh of sharpness shines through her ck eyes. In the original Qingge''s memory, besides the ring, this half slotted ring of jade is the only thing her mother left. Unfortunately, the original Qingge was an idiot and crap. In possession of such a treasure, she could only be oppressed. In recent years, whatever is beautiful among her essories has been plundered by Qinger. If the ring could be taken off her finger, it would also have suffered the disaster. In her memory, Qingge had a deep attachment to this slotted ring, so she must get it! "I think the jade beside your waist is good. If you give it to me, I''ll take the me for you." Qingge yawns and smiles. Qinger nearly spits blood. She res at Qingge and growls, "What did you say! This jade..." This jade is a real treasure. She once authenticated it in a jewelry store. It is worth at least a thousand taels of silver. How can she give it to this idiot! Qingge shrugged her shoulder reluctantly and turned around, "Since you can''t bear it, take your own me." "Missie Qinger, the emperor has arrived at the gate of the Fengs, the goodman gets worried. Are you done?" An Anxious voicees to the backyard from outside. Pinching the jade hard in hand, Qingge clenched her white teeth and was about to crush them. She takes the jade off her waist slowly. Her expression is like cutting off a piece of flesh from her body. Her chin cupped in her hands, Qingge naturally nods and says, "The golden phoenix hairpin sister wears today looks nice too. You might as well give it to me together with the jade." "Feng Qingge!" "OK. I know it. Sister would not give it to me. That''s all right. You take your own me." Gesturinga stop at once, Qingge hums a cold hum and is about to leave. Qinger gets into a p. She hurriedly stamps her feet and says, "Stop, stop, stop. I give you. I give you. Is it all right? Here. It''s here." She takes the hairpin off her head quickly and hands it over with the slotted ring of jade to Qingge. Qinger feels like her lung is going to st out but is unable to vent. She stares at Qingge with her brass-bell-sized eyes. As long as this crap can cook Soup of Pearl, Emeral and Jade, everything will be all right. A cunning light shes by, Qinger stands with her fists clenched. But the sh deep in her eyes happens to be captured by Qingge. Even if thinking with toes, Qingge knows what Qinger wants to do. Stuffing the slotted ring of jade into her bosom, Qingge ps andughs, "Sister is indeed generous. All right. I''ll make the Soup of Pearl, Emeral and Jade which the emperor will never forget throughout his life in person!" Striding into the kitchen, Qingge nces at the messy ingredients inside and only to sneer. Dressed in dark ck overcoat again, the person on the wheelchair listens to the outside noise with his eyes slightly closed and asked calmly, "Is there any good way to change a person within a day?" "Of course. A little girl yesterday,and a wife today. Isn''t it a sudden change? I say, boss, remember to take eagle and me next time when you go out." Tapping at the folds of Cangyun''s clothes, the man in red bursts outughing. He pats the folding fan in his hand and smiles, "I heard that MissieQinger of the Fengs is divinely beautiful. I finallye here so I must get a look at her." "Go to the backyard. I want to make sure about Qingge," Cangyun says softly, with a sh shining through his ck eyes. His slender fingers brush across the wheelchair.He still cannot imagine a woman like that should have such a calm personality. Atst, when Qinger is about to break down, the door of kitchen creaks open. Qingge holds a tray, with a small silver bowl ced above steadily. To prevent the scent from leaking and affecting the vor, she specially covers a small silver lid, which looks quite exquisite. Cuisine, besides the color, smell and vor, should draw attention through the form. Even Qinger is astonished. She takes the tray hurriedly and says with her teeth clenched, "How slow you are! The emperor hase to the main hall, and wille to the Hall of First Rank soon. You,e together with me." "Don''t hurry to uncover it, sister, in case it turns cold." Seeing that Qinger is about to raise the cover, Qingge just smiles lightly and reminds her. Qinger would not bother to pay attention to her. She holds the tray and walks outside. It is generally acknowledged in Cloud Country that Qingge is a crap and capable of nothing. She is not expected to cook anything earthshaking. After Qinger leaves, however, Qingge put one hand on her lip. Inside her ck eyes, a bright sh shines through. She looks towards the jungle in the backyard. "Good show has started." Since they want to act, she will endure it. With this, her fat all over the body wobbles. This domineering look is totally different from the original weak one. But... "Uh, anybody here? Please kick me. I seem to get stuck again." What a keen girl! Looking at Qingge stuck between the doors, the person hidden in the jungle pushes aside leaves before his eyes slowly and frowns a little. That girl seems not easy to deal with. Qinger maye to grief this time. The Fengs is a family identified by the imperial court to guard the country but is not engaged in imperial government. The goodman once broke open a way through brambles and thorns and was thus thought highly of by the emperor. This Hall of First Rank is the ce where the Fengs gives a banquet. To appreciate the kindness once shown by the goodman of the Fengs, the emperor visits the Fengs to celebrate the goodman''s birthday every year. As time passes, Hall of First Rank bes Hall of Food Almost all the officials of the imperial court have arrived. The yard is fully filled but not crowded. On the huge lotus tform, dancers swing their waists while dancing to music. The person who sits in the front of seats is in a dragon robe with gray temples and wrinkles all over his forehead. He should have been highly-spirited and vigorous but now sits on soft couch kind of wearily. Mu Cangyun sits opposite the goodman of the Fengs, FengLingyun. He sits along with the officials and doesn''t have a special separate seat as a lord. All the people of the Fengs havee here. Qingge cannot follow Qingeropen and aboveboard, so she just stands at random in the crowd. With so many people, the emperor can''t see her at first sight. "Miss, you finally arrive! Here." A soft voicees from the side. Before Qingge reacts, a pair of small cold hands grabs her arm and pulls her to the side of disciples. Qingge takes a closer look. This little girl before her eyes is only twelve or thirteen years old,ely and ready-witted but herplexion is kind of sallow. She looks around with fear. After seeing that nobody notices them, she breathes a deep sigh of relief. Cuichun, her personal maid, has been looking after her from an early age. Even if she gets bullied, this little girl would get beaten for her. This year, she is eighteen years old, but looks like a child who is only around thirteen due to long-term malnutrition. The small pink cotton jacket looks too big on her. "Miss, the prince is on temporary emergency and cannot join this banquet..." With a disappointed tone, Cuichun whispers. Who is the prince? She doesn''t know why her heart trembles slightly when hearing these few words. An air of sorrow rolls in. She nearly loses control of her emotion. In her memory, that person, who is indifferent and as cold as snow, is like a snow-capped mountain with cold atmosphere, ready to freeze everything. Even herself doesn''t know what she is clinging to. In the whirling snow, she stands, and so does he. Chapter 6: People in the Drawing Proofread by Yin Jing "Minister Feng, I went to the meeting of four main countries some time ago and met his majesty of Snow Country. I also met the ind owner of the seas of Gaya luckily and got a treasure which can help you break through barriers," says Murong Hao with a smile. But the words of "four main countries" makeher officials'' facial expressions change slightly. Nowadays thend is divided into four parts with four countries being ovend while their Cloud Country is kind of puny and has been assigned to Snow Country and be its tributary. Even so, Cloud Country has the right to speak. Every time when the meeting is held, the four main countries will allow Murong Hao to attend and discuss, which shows him enough respect. But the next four words "the seas of Gaya" almost startle them to drop their chopsticks. Even dancing girls nearly step wrong and fall down. Qingge narrows her eyes and whispers, "What is the seas of Gaya?" "Shh, Miss, keep your voice down." Cuichun catches Qingge''s clothes promptly, and whispers, "The seas of Gaya is a strong force which can rival Ghost Star Sect. They are both divine forces that we can''t touch." Oh? Qingge''s eyes light up. She chuckles naturally, but she does have no idea of it. Then she sees that a general walks forward quickly with a prepared gift on his hands. He bows down and says, "Sire, I sessfully aplish my mission and secure the treasure!" "Fine. Open it." Murong Hao nods in relief. Green glow shines out of the box, and then a fragrant smell spreads throughout Hall of First Rank. Born keen to ingredients, Qingge is shocked. Sniffing the fragrance in air, she swallows subconsciously and mutters, "What a reckless waste of God''s gifts! Inside are antler velvet, bears'' paws and¡­ Huh? There should be the most precious Purple Snow Lotus and... Hum, if stewed them with mer, astragalus and pseudo-ginseng, it would be quite nutritious." "What are you whispering, Missie?" Cuichun asks in wonder. Luckily, she doesn''t hear what Qingge said to herself, or she must spit out blood with anger about this weird assertion. The most agitated one must be Feng Lingyun who sits on the fauteuil. He suddenly opens his eyes real round and tries hard to control his emotion. He touches the edge of the box with that pair of old and dry hands and looks at the medicine pellet inside. Feng Lingyun''s body trembles. He says in shock, "The Restorative and Pulp-washing Pill!" He supported Murong Yun in those days and fought a hard battle. His body was thus injured and his strength has remained stagnant since then. A Restorative and Pulp-washing Pill can help him break through it. How can he be not agitated? "The Restorative and Pulp-washing Pill! The seas of Gaya are indeed generous." "Only one pill can generate primordial spirit and help one rise to the Level of Earth." "It smells so good. It must be the premier grade¡­" Rustling sound keepsing out but no one dares to do anything under the gaze of Murong Hao. Many people shift their eyes on the Restorative and Pulp-washing Pill, thinking about how to gain it. "Minister Feng, you once fought for my sovereignty over the country but got injured and stay stagnant in your practice. I remember it all the time. Now I''d like to present the Restorative and Pulp-washing Pill to you!" With this, he stands up, fetches the Restorative and Pulp-washing Pill from the box and passes it to Feng Lingyun. Feng Lingyun''s face darkens. He dares not ept it but gets down on one knee right away, saying coldly, "Sire, how can I deserve such treatment. The Restorative and Pulp-washing Pill must not be wasted on me. I am old, and¡­" "Minister Feng, receive the imperial edict!" Cold sh shines through Murong Hao''s eyes. He bends down to hold Feng Lingyun up, and without a word, he stuffs the pill into his mouth. Feng Lingyun doesn''t even have a chance to resist it but gulp it down. He practices his astral power and suppresses its efficacypulsorily. Taking the drawing paper from his bosom conveniently, Murong Hao unfolds it and murmurs, "Cloud Country can''t be without the Fengs and I cannot be without you. This time the four main countries receive an order from the seas of Gaya. I think only the Fengs have the ability to find the person in the drawing!" Chuckling, Qingge just smiles indifferently. After all, taking others'' stuff means having to work for them. The emperor is really sly. He shoulde up with such an idea to make Feng Lingyun work for him. Since you have eaten the Restorative and Pulp-washing Pill, you can''t bring it up and give it back. Act first and reports afterwards. He''s really something. But after Qingge nces over the drawing, her facial expression gets a sudden change and her ck pupils can''t help shrinking. That is¡­ In the drawing, the woman in white stands up with a sword, her long hair covering the shoulders. Every twinkle and smile, even the aloof look, is surprisingly like the Qingge in her previous life. How, how could that be! Why do they have her portrayal? Gazing at the picture in amazement, Qingge can''t help but frown. Being observant, she finds that the woman seems to wear a slotted ring of jade on her neck. But the picture only shows a little. Before she could see it clearly, Murong Hao takes it back. "This time the ind owner of the seas of Gaya has employed one third of his force to search for the woman in the picture. King of Snow Country is deeply troubled. If we can solve the problem for him, the Cloud Country will raise again. Besides, with the appreciation of the seas of Gaya, our Cloud Country would break away from Snow Country sooner orter and be a dominant power!" Murong Hao passes the drawing to Feng Lingyun swiftly, and says with aughter, "Minister Feng, you will never let me down. Last time I feasted delicacies of every kind in Hall of First Rank, and the roundworm in my stomach is dying for them again. Serve the dish!" "Yes¡­" Feng Lingyun clenches the drawing and says in a deep voice, "Let Qinger get prepared and serve the dish." "Qinger, the little girl who dancedst time. Oh, she looks smart and pretty. Hurry up and serve the dish." Murong Hao pats his belly, and sits back on his chair. Feng Lingyun says nothing and turns back to his seat. Since Murong Hao has given him this thing, he must do the task. As expected, The Restorative and Pulp-washing Pill is not free to eat. He suppresses the efficacy. Only after the banquet can he close himself in the door to practice. Lively atmosphere resumes. Dancing girls dance around, looking at the sitting Murong Chu up and down from time to time. They chuckle and show off their posture even harder. "Sire," a cutesy voicees from the crowd. Feng Qinger steps forward lightly with the tray on her hands. Corners of her mouth upwards, she bows slightly. She wears a long green strapless dress. With the bow, the double peaks on her chest are nearly visible. Officials sitting in the front flush and all cough to dissemble their eyesight. "Qinger bes even more beautiful. Are you engaged?" Murong Haoughs, rolling his eyes. Before Qinger responds, he seems to smell the fragrance from the bowl and says promptly, "Serve it quickly and let me see the dish." "Yes," Qinger clenches her teeth secretly. After glimpsing at Qingge, she makes up her mind and walks towards him holding the tray. "Sire, this is Tofu Soup with Chinese Cabbage. Hope you will like it." Qinger says with a sweet smile on her face while inside she feels a crude ecstasy: eat it, eat it. How can food made by Qingge be eaten? Chapter 7: Imposter Proofread by Yin Jing When the emperor eats the soup, he must be angry about its taste, and the only thing she should do is pretending to be innocent, and ming on Feng Qingge. She believes that Qingge is sure to be punished harshly. "How dare you! Too arrogant to take away my stuff!" At this moment, Feng Qingge sits sloppily in an old-fashioned wooden armchair, with her body filled fully in the chair, and it''s a wonder t how she would get upter. "Soup of pearl?" (A nickname for soup made of spinach, Chinese cabbage and bean curd) Mu Ronghao, the emperor, is impressed by the name. He moves the lid off the bowl, and soon the aroma pervades the air. Till the white glim fades, the delicate rice appears. It looks like ground pearls of the same size. The tofu cubes are just like little boxes, covering the rice perfectly, decorated by some green spinach leaves. Green leaves and white rice mix perfectly, with bowls and chopsticks of white and blue Mu Ronghao picks up the spoon quickly, and can''t wait to taste it. Feng Qinger is a little shocked, and she never expects Qingge would cook such delicate cuisine, but she still believes the emperor would throw it out because of its terrible taste. Chewing the rice soup, Mu Ronghao wonders about the freshness of its taste which he has never had before. He doesn''t feel exhausted any more but rxed, and all the tiredness has gone. What is this fresh taste that I''ve never had before? The stuff in my mouth is not as sticky as rice. It''s so chewy unlike the usual rice. "What''s this?" Mu Ronghao spoons the rice. The ote rice bounces away with a little pressure by Mu Ronghao. How Come! Feng Qinger almost jumps up when the rice bounces to her face. She is so shocked, and she wonders what kind of rice can be chewy like this. Qingge smiles slightly, watches the two people in front of her with arms folded, then squints and snorts with disdain. Can''t she make Tofu Soup with Chinese Cabbages? "What did you do to make the rice so chewy, and why is the spinach in the soup so fresh, moreover, the tofu in it is delicious, which seems to bepletely different from what I have eaten. It makes me feel rxed andfortable, as if the soul were about to get out of the body..." Ronghao gobbles up the soup without observing the table manner. But people seated downstairs are all shocked, because everybody knows Mu Ronghao values his health. He only eats little or no more than three spoons, even if the food is very delicious. But now, he actually can''t wait to eat up a big bowl of the rice soup. Is this soup so magical? Smiling slightly, Qingge watches Ronghao upstairs without expression. These ingredients are verymon, and she made the rice with the Nine-level Fire Hand, then she put it into Tofu with spinach as decoration. At the part of its rhizome, it''s embellished with some light pink spinach roots, like a parrot. She pours bone soup over it after taking it out of the pot, which makes the soup fresher. "Box is white like pearl, parrot is green like emerald." Tofu Soup with Chinese Cabbages is made just as simple. But...The cuisine made by Feng Qingge herself is actually different from others''. The best is yet toe. "Excellent, Qinger,e on, how did you cook it?" Ronghao can''t wait to reveal the answer right away with gleaming eyes. But Qinger is shocked, and she has never imagined that the emperor would ask her about the recipe. Her face blushes, and then she falters, "This, this is not..." "Not what? It is you who made this, isn''t it? If not, please tell me the name, I would like to award her. When ites to princess'' selection, this should be set as the cooking standard." Wiping the rice in the corners of his mouth, Ronghao says straightly. The Princess! Qinger shudders and says at once, "Emperor, this Tofu Soup with Chinese Cabbages is made by me, and it''s prepared for you. Do you like it?" "Yes, Emperor, she spares no effort to make the dish throughout the morning." Feng Lingyun knows exactly what Qinger wants, so he nods and says. Ronghao gobbles up the rice soup and smiles with satisfaction, saying, "It''s been a long time without eating such delicious food. I can taste different vors every time, it''s sweet, spicy, sour and..." "Emperor, it''s my special cuisine, so I can''t say it out. If Emperor like it, I can cook it for you at any time." With a sweet smile, Qinger disys her gentleness and virtue incisively and vividly. But she doesn''t notice Ronghao''s face at the moment, and still says with full confidence, "I just put usual rice, spinach and tofu in it, and others are configured. Prince, only a perfectdy can be the princess, and cookery must be one of her skills." "Are you boasting that you are perfect, Pheasant Qing?" Qingge nces at Qinger, and doesn''t care about her at all. As she speaks out the word, pheasant, courtiers nearby spit out directly. Although Qinger is not that beautiful, she is kind of a beauty, and she is scantily dressed today to meet Mu Rongchu. Apart from gold and silver jewelry, there are also two or three chicken feathers in her hair, which really makes her look like a little green pheasant. Qinger turns pale, and res at Qingge, she can''t do nothing but hold fists, and says in a low voice with an awkward smile, "You are right. Emperor, there is more rice soup, and I will take¡­" However, Qinger can''t continue speaking, because she sees Mu Ronghao''s face. His eyes are bloodshot and eyeballs almost bump out. He still holds the spoon, but his body bes stiff as a sculpture. Now, not only Qinger is shocked, but also FengLingyun, what happened to Mu Ronghao? Quirking up the corners of her mouth, Qingge leans on a chair, watching the anxious people up there with a slight smile. This kind of a smile... With slender fingers tapping the table, Mu Cangyun captures a sly smile from Qingge''s eyes. When he fixes his eyes on the rice on the ground subconsciously, he gets a surprise. Chapter 8: Dare But Not Bear Proofread by Yin Jing Unlike ordinary rice, this rice grains seem a bit mellower and are polished smooth like little pearls. I am afraid that we cannot make those within two hours, if we have to polish them one by one. "It''s the peak of Supreme Cookery that we can feel the sorrows and joys after tasting a cuisine. Those we have tasted before are the most basic emotions of joy, anger, sorrow and pleasure, while this one is hate!" Feng Qingge sneers and nces at Mu Cangyun over there. Mu Ronghao shivers in his seat and stares straight ahead. It seems that his neck is squeezed by a pair of invisible big hands, so he can say nothing. Blood... Measureless blood sshed down, and the whole city wall was dyed red. Familiar figures fell down one by one, including his dead brothers. In that fair fight, he had strong army and many people, and he murdered his own brothers by insidious tricks, even his own sisters were no exception. From then on, they always appear in his dream and let him pay with his life. He is afraid of talking about these things. And now, the bloody scenes reappear in front of him, and torture him like pictures in movies. "Oh!" Ronghao smashes the spoon in his hand, stands up suddenly with bloodshot eyes, and says angrily, "Bastard! What is this? Come and drag her down immediately, Feng Qinger is fined a hundred times strokes with a stick!" What? Everyone turns pale and doesn''t know what happens. Ronghao spoke highly of Qinger''s cookery just now, but why does he suddenly get angry and wants to punish Qinger heavily now? It changes so abruptly, even Qinger doesn''t get it at first. She looks at Ronghao dully and asks with astonishment, "Em, emperor..." "Come and drag her down quickly!" Ronghao feels sick and spits out what he has eaten. He really can''t stand that disgusting odor, and vomits up by supporting a table. Feng Lingyun turns pale, bows and says promptly, "Emperor, I..." "Get out!" With the bloody scenes appearing in his mind again and again, Hao feels much sicker and overturns the table in the front of him, blurts out, "Dear Feng, look what your good granddaughter has done!" "Qinger, what did you do with the porridge!" Lingyun frowns and says angrily. If anything happens to emperor, we, Feng Family, will definitely be not able to take it. Qinger is getting nervous at the moment, and she stammers, "I, I''ve done nothing, grandpa, I don''t know, either." "Nonsense, didn''t you make the Tofu Soup with Chinese Cabbages!" Lingyun''s eyes widen in anger. There is something umon today, but he doesn''t say it directly in front of so many people, just hinting at it subconsciously. Cold wind blowing, Qinger shudders and sees Qingge''s eyes unintentionally, in a flush, she knows everything. Intending to use this unptable rice porridge to condemn Qingge, she falsely imed the fame as her own because of what Ronghao had said, and thought that she could aplish both sess and fame, but in fact, she backfires herself! She doesn''t know why ptable cuisines do not taste well, but she knows, it is Qingge who did this. "It''s you, you set me up!" Qinger turns pale, puts down her hands suddenly, and the red Astral Power surrounds her. She is like an angry tiger, folding her hands and going to attack Qingge. Blood bodyguards standing on two sides snort contemptuously, drag up Qinger, grab her by the hair, and m her toward the ground. Immediately, Qinger''s face swells up. "How dare you!" Qinger has a terrible fall, struggles to her feet, res at Qingge with anger, and spits out, "Qingge, what did you put in the Tofu Soup with Chinese Cabbages?" "Interesting, you made it your own, why ask me?" Qinggeughs with eyebrow rising. The courtiers on two sides just realize that the nebbishdy also attends Birthday Celebration this time. They almost spit out the overnight meal when seeing the fat flesh of the body. The rumor that the oldestdy in the Feng House is fat proves false now. The person in front of people is very ugly and fat, which even subverts their outlooks on life. With her eyes rolling, Qinger stops the words that almoste out of the mouth. She has said to Emperor that the soup was made by her own, and no one will believe her if she says that Qingge did this. In that case¡­ Qinger res at Qingge, saying angrily: "Don''t you dare talk back! Emperor, I cooked for you in the backyard, but this girl called me outpulsorily. I saw her sneaking around the kitchen, so it must be she who poisoned the dish!" Saying this, she not only puts the merits of cooking on herself, but also pushes Qingge into a dilemma, which proves her own innocence. Qinger sneers, and the fat actually wants to frame her. Now she wonders what Qingge is going to do next! "Nonsense, how could mydy..." Cuichun feels anxious, and thinks that Qinger was obviously lying, kept saying the things that never happened. She is very eager to exin, but now who can speak for them, since Qinger deliberately framed them. All the bodyguards know what happened in the backyard just now, and Qinger also knows that. If they confess at the moment, then Lord Cen''s abduction will be exposed. At that time, the Feng House will also be implicated. Lingyun turns pale, no matter whether this is Qinger''s fault or Qingge''s, the Feng House is going to be implicated. He stands up at once, bows and says angrily, "Qinger, what are you talking about, Emperor, I''ll take Qinger''s punishment." "Grandpa, it''s true! Feng Qingge, don''t you dare to do it!" Qinger pretends to be pitiful with watering eyes. Holding her chin with one hand, Qingge thinks it is even funnier, and says with eyebrows rising, "Oh? So I''m gonna ask you, since you saw me sneaking around the kitchen, why not stop me? Or let''s say, you have already found me do something with Emperor''s dishes, but still gave the poisoned one to Emperor. Feng Qinger, how dare you!" Chapter 9: Embarrassed With Anger Proofread by Yin Jing "You!" Qinger''s little face flushes due to anger. She stamps, "How, how did I know you poisoned the soup? Whatever, you did it! You administered the poison to kill the emperor!" "Really? Are you sure I poisoned the soup?" Qingge chuckles. Her calmness is vividly contrasted with Qinger''s threatening gestures. Cangyun nods a little and pays more attention to her. Clenching her teeth, Qinger kneels on the ground promptly and grumbles, "His majesty, it is the fact. I did not know she administered the poison. Otherwise, I''ll never serve the dish for you." "Ridiculous! Then I dare to ask, Your Majesty, what crime it is to fabricate facts and frame another person, which is an offense against the superior and a trick of deceiving the emperor? " A stout bodyes out of the crowd. Qingge stands straight, with a brisk momentum. A cold sh shines through her eyes. The aura of hellish sanguinariness spreads. Even Feng Lingyun can''t help but to tremble a little and nces at Qingge puzzled. Howe Qingge, who has never got out of the house, possesses such a strong murderous look? But the aura shes by too fast. He just feels as if his instinct is wrong and does not take it seriously. "ording to thews of Cloud Country, people who fabricate facts and frame another person should be penalized with fifty-board strikes; people who offend the superior should be penalized with fifty-board strikes. People who deceive the emperor should be exiled to the border even if not put to execution." Silent Cangyun replies. He pants a little, with his face turning pale abnormally. His thin figure appears even more depressed. Looking into Lord Cen''s eyes, Qingge smiles faintly and nods a little to show gratitude. Qinger''s face turns red instead. She growls, "Feng Qingge, you are talking bosh! I frame you? It''s nder! You frame me to make me punished by the emperor! What are you up to?" "Sire, please excuse the Fengs'' scandal. But Qinger''s words are rted to the safety of the Fengs so I just cannot stand by. First of all, the defense of the Fengs is definitely perfect. Every building has guards. Even a fly cannot enter, not to mention me sneaking in. Besides, the emperor''s Tofu Soup with Chinese Cabbages is not poisonous at all. You can ask a physician to check it." Qingge stands on the red carpet with corners of her mouth upward. Her confident smile looks even brighter. Not poisonous? At the moment, everyone looks at Qingge in wonder. What is going on? She stands straight. Even her fatness cannot cover up her original glory. Inside her ck eyes is no longer timidity or cowardice. She stands against the breeze and continues, "Qinger, you fabricate facts and deliberately frame that I administered poison. This deserves 50-board strikes. As one of the Fengs, you contradict me, the oldest daughter of the Fengs. This is treason and an offense against the superior. I reward you 50-board strikes! As to deceiving the emperor..." Qinger''splexion changes at this. The soup was not made by her at all. If it is told by Qingge, she will be over. The border is a deste ce. It only leads to a dead end going there. And that ce is confronting the evasion and harassment of many attached countries... No! She can''t be defeated by this crap! "Nonsense. Sire, please believe Qinger. What I said is true. It is she who administered poison!" Qinger kneels on the ground with tears, trembling. She looks so weak and small. Qingge stands there with no fear and just mocks, "To pretend to be weak with tears cannot solve the problem. Qinger, you used to be arrogant and daring. Howe you recoil like a tortoise now? If I were you, I would of course confess and take the me instead of implicating the Fengs!" "Bullshit! You, you..." "Enough!" Feng Lingyun looks very surly. He never thought of what happened today. It''s such a shame! With his hands clenched, he gets down on one keel and says coldly, "Sire, please punish." Punish, punish... Blue veins stand out on Murong Yun''s face. It''s totally intolerable to think of the bloody scene just now. The old physician beside him promptly feeds him a pill and checks the congee. Then he salutes and says, "Sire, the congee is not poisonous. I conjecture the problem is that ingredients and seasonings contradict with each other, which caused symptoms of palpitation and stress." "Take Qinger out and penalize her with one hundred-board strikes! Today, for Mr Feng''s sake, I do not me you for deceiving me. Next time you would be exiled to the border! Impossible! Howe! Isn''t the emperor''s reaction the symptom of being poisoned? But the physician said it was because of the ingredients, ingredients! Qinger''s eyes turn red due to fury. She was wrong from the beginning. She not only gave the slotted ring of jade to Qingge, but also fell into her trap step by step. Feng Qingge, Feng Qingge! "I''ll kill you crap!" Qinger gets furious from embarrassment, red astral power encircling her hands. She is so close to Qingge, and even though the guards see it, they are unable to stop her. Feng Chen''s pupils shrink. He kneels on the ground and it''s toote for him to stand up. He just knows a little about Qingge---this oldest daughter of the Fengs has not astral power at all. How can she withstand this attack! Doughty power fluctuates. Qingge dare not fend against it directly. She hasn''t examined this body thoroughly but knows it''s very weak. Faced with such strength, she does not dare to resist it actively. "Oh my Gosh! Help!" The fist is about to arrive when the stout body trembles. As if frightened, Qinger squats down suddenly, her hands holding her head. All her fat shaking abruptly, she hooks her foot and kicks Qinger''s ankle by virtue of this strength. Qinger hasn''t realized that her fistes to nothing when she feels extreme painful in her foot. She loses her bnce and nearly falls down. At the same time, the stout body stands up abruptly and smacks into her jaw. "My head..." As if by chance, Qingge bumps Qinger away in a seemingly foolish manner. She innocently looks at people around and Qinger on the other side. For a moment she seems unable to understand what happened. Two guards on both sides take Qinger directly and turn away. "Qingge, you deserve a gruesome death! I was fooled by you. I shall grind your bones to dust! I''ll kill you!" Officials around are astonished by Qinger''s look. She is not what she looked like just now butpletely a shrew on the street. Her original beautiful face swells like a pig''s head with five features huddling together. Qinger just smiles casually and steps back to the side with no timidity or cowardice that she showed just now. The confident smile on her lip is captured by Cangyun. His star-like eyes deepen a little. "Childe Sun arrives." The guard outside exims, breaking the embarrassing situation. A man in red walks forward gently, with the folding fan in his hands slightly opened and the tassels around his waist swinging with the wind. His lovely charming eyes rise. A nebulous smile appears on his lip. Tenderness fills in his distinguishing eyes of the white and the ck. He waves casually andughs, "I certainly should not be absent from General Feng''s birthday celebration. I, Zheng Zixu, cannot afford the Restorative and Pulp-washing Pill, but can give as many gold and silver coins as you want." Chapter 10: The Preposterous Match-making Proofread by Yin Jing A dozen servants behinde forward with trays on hand. He just casually uncovers a red kerchief¡ªgold bars piled like a hill fill the whole tray. Nexte the hundred-year-old red chalcedony, thousand-year-old ginseng, ten-thousand-year-old coral and other countless enviable treasures. He directly gives them away without even a blink. "A foolish person has more money." One corner of her mouth twitching severely, Qingge teases in mind. These things can''tpare with Murong Hao''s present, but their values are equal. This bloke apparently wants to embarrass MurongHao. But Qingge''s worry turns out to be nothing. Murong Hao does not get angry, instead he stands up ndly, "It is Childe Zheng. Please be seated." "Who is Zheng Zixu?" Qingge frowns and asks in a low voice. Cuichun halts and looks at Qingge in astonishment. She says in doubt, "Missie, don''t you recognize Childe Zheng? He''s Lord Cen''s childhood friend. In Cloud Country, one third of the property belongs to him and is all managed by himself. Every year he would give away millions of ounces of silver to the national treasury. Even the emperor has to treat him with respect." "Ah..." No wonder he has such a fortune. She had thought he was the offspring of a wealthy family. It never urred to her that he is an entrepreneur. When she is lost in her thoughts, hot eyesight falls upon her. She lifts her head to see Zheng Zixu fixing his eyes on her, with corners of his mouth upward, and asks in wonder, "Who is this fat sister? Howe she looks so special? Emmm... Such a full forehead and round chin. Without ears, she would be a sweet dumpling. Hi, sister dumpling, what''s your name?" "... Feng Qingge." With the corners of her mouth twitching severely, Qingge just shrugs indifferently and gestures "goodbye" casually. Since the farce is over, there is no need for her to stay here. She hums a tune and turns away. But an unexpected voice calls out and stops her step abruptly. "Feng Qingge, you must be Qingge!" Murong Hao trembles. He felt sick just now and did not notice her. Now watching closely, he finds that stout body is terribly ugly. His dimmed eyes suddenly be bright, as if discovering a new continent, and he hurries off the seat. Damn... Qingge frowns a little. There is no free lunch. He must be up to something. "Qingge grows up and bes so sturdy, almost twice my size." Murong Haoughs and pats Qingge''s arm. Her fat shaking a little, Qingge just smiles lightly. Others, on the contrary, nearly squirt their meal out. Sturdy? She ispletely a heavyweight killer! "Mr. Feng, you see Qingge has all grown up and a marriage should be arranged for her. Has any familye to propose a marriage?" Smiling mockingly, Murong Hao withdraws his arm. To think of Qingge''s 100-kg weight, who would propose a marriage to the Fengs? Girls on Land of Star and Moon can get married after 13 years old. She is now 20 and not betrothed yet. Besides her figure, she is also disliked for her low IQ. How could a normal man take a fancy to her? Feng Lingyun knows that Murong Hao is joking at him, but can only bite the bullet and replies, "Sire, Qingge is not betrothed yet." "Good, Cangyun!" Murong Hao exims in excitement. Maybe because he has just taken some medicine, his face gets ruddy now. He looks around at that defeated figure. What is going on! A bad thoughtes up in Qingge''s mind. She frowns a little. He asked whether she was betrothed or not. Is he going to propose a marriage for her? Knocking on the wheelchair lightly, Cangyun raises his eyebrows a little. With his emaciated body, he looks like a child who has not grown up, extremely thin and inconspicuous. He also seems to have realized something and just looks down, "Father, what is up?" "You are 23 years old, old enough to get married. Qingge is Mr. Feng''s granddaughter and not betrothed yet. Now you are crippled and burdened with illness. In my opinion, you can be a couple. How does it sound?" Murong Haoughs and nces over Lord Cen contemptuously. He pulls Qingge''s hand and ridicules, "Look. Qingge looks like a slender flower of jade and is as beautiful as a fairy, though a little fat. I asked for several times whether you have ady of your heart and you always said no. This time I will make the decision and choose a wife for you. Are you satisfied?" Murong Hao pushes Qingge forward with a usual look and does not feel anything wrong in his words. People around nce over the two persons from time to time silently, with their heads down, and get goose flesh all over their bodies. Even though Cangyun has busted legs, he is still Lord Cen Mars as he was. His sickly look is extraordinarily handsome while Qingge, with her excessive fat, is no different from a butcher who kills pigs. They are totally a match of beauty and the beast, not in harmony at all. But the emperor decided the marriage by himself and they definitely dare not protest. No one even dares to stand out and speaks a word for Cangyun. Corners of her mouth twitching, Qingge nces at Cangyun subconsciously. The emperor must be mocking at her. She is far from a fairy beauty. This ispletely preposterous match-making! Cangyun''s face still looks as white as a sheet, with no emotional fluctuations. He seems to have been ustomed to it for a long time. With his ck eyes looking down, fingers flicking the wheelchair, he says gently, "How dare I breach father''s order? But no one can force me to do anything I don''t want. Please understand that, father, I am still young. It is all right for me to get married. As for the offspring, I am afraid you have to wait for a few more years." Qingge trembles, with her back all wet with sweat. She had thought Cangyun would just obey the order. Yet out of expectation, he was against Murong Hao. His meaning is too simple---if Mu Cangyun consents to the marriage, he will not have children. That is to say, it is a poor apology. The marriage is just nominal and no one can force this Lord Cen to do anything else. As expected, Murong Hao''s face clouds directly. Cangyun could have just epted the order. There was no need for him to say the following words. Apparently, it meant to embarrass him in front of so many officials. Does he think he can decline a marriage presented by the emperor even if he is reluctant? "Hey! I am d that Ie to the right ce today. Sire, don''t you yet know Boss Cangyun''s temperament?" Laughing voice breaks the deadlock. Zheng Zixu pats his red clothing and then peels an orange with a smile, "I am also quite satisfied with sister dumpling. Maybe she would be a great beauty after losing some weight sessfully. A marriage presented by the emperor has to be epted. But, Sire, Cangyun has some problems with his legs, and sister dumpling''s figure is a bit too... Why not give them more time?" Chapter 11: Better to Accept It Proofread by Yin Jing What does he intend to do? Catching the eyes of Zheng Zixu, Feng Qingge can''t help frowning. Once he opens his mouth, nothing good happens. Regardless of dumpling, she isn''t willing to be as fat as a dumpling, is she? Mu Ronghao also turns pale, and is not as enthusiastic as he was just now. However, Zixu taps his hand with a folding fan, and says with smile, "The marriage is granted by Emperor, and I am happy, too. Come on, tell them to give Emperor the Blood Jade that I''ve received recently, moreover, I will add one million subsidy on the Imperial Court. I''ve heard that Emperor wanted to put up a building named Picking-star, and I''ll also sponsor it. What a tycoon! Qingge sneers and thinks that if it were in modern times, this type of man is sure to be eagerly wanted by many women. And inevitably, even men will be attracted. "You are so good at ttering. I agree,d Zheng, I want to tell you the Picking-star Building is not put up for me, but it is I who invite Nation Preceptor Yan Wu with honor to predict our country''s future......" Ronghao smiles all over his face suddenly, following Zixu and walking back. When Qingge rxes, a kind of coldnessing from the bottom of heart goes straight to her head. As an international agent, she is more sensitive to killing than anything else, and she even can feel the reflective white re passing over her. "Watch out!" It is toote for her to feel more, and killing is all over the house. Qingge runs out subconsciously, stretches out and wants to push away Mu Cangyun nearby. Fast as she is, Cangyun is faster. He sits in a wheelchair and touches somewhere, then the wheelchair slides to a side suddenly and stops in front of Ronghao who is walking back almost at the fastest speed. "Chuu!" Spiral arrows are whirling, and the poisonous sharp des are glittering with white res. It is not aiming at her and Cangyun, but the supreme Emperor Ronghao. No one around realizes what happened in such a sudden assassination. Ronghao together with Zixu knows nothing about the poisonous arrows behind them. "Keep off, Mu Cangyun!" With the poisonous liquid sshing, Qingge feels that the blood in her body is almost solidifying. Why God wants to tease her like this. Many strange things happened on the first day she came here. She just doesn''t want to watch Cangyun die, but doesn''t know why there has been so much trouble. Almost, almost! Stretching out her arms, she wants to intercept the poisonous arrow that was shot out. But she is too fat and her fingers are too short to touch the spinning poisonous arrow. She can do nothing but watch the poisonous arrow that stays right before her eyes. It passes her fingertips at a high speed, aiming at Cangyun. FengQingge¡­¡­ A kind of surprise twinkles in his ck eyes, and Cangyun''s heart throbs. He looks at the poisonous arrow ahead expressionlessly, getting ready to die. "Zap!" However, the poisonous arrow near Cangyun disintegrates automatically, like a waxwork melting in the sun. The whirling de shows up in a sudden with numerous phantoms falling. A ck figure appears in front of Cangyun, and after shes of the de''s phantoms, the knife has slipped into sheath. He is like an ice cube making the ambient temperature decline suddenly. His face is taut without vitality, and his side face is perfect like being sculptured by an ax. Before speaking out awesome, the figure standing there moves and disappears like a smoke in a second. The big tree outside the yard quivers suddenly, and two figures run out quickly like wild geese, disappearing in front of others in a sh. "Hey, why do I smell the vor of that wooden eagle? Hahaha,e on, Emperor, let''s have a drink, cheers. Lord of Family Feng,e here, since your granddaughter''s marriage is settled, why you so gloomy,e on, be happy¡­¡­" It seems that Zixu figures out something, he looks back and smiles at Qingge. Very, very smart. Swallowing subconsciously, Qingge didn''t even have time to draw back her hands. In a sh, a man appeared in the yard and settled the crisis safely without being noticed, even supreme Ronghao didn''t realize what had happened. "Let''s have a talk?" With his hands on the wheelchair, Cangyun looks down, and hisshes, long and shadowy, well conceal the feelings in his eyes. That''s fine, he is alright. Taking a sigh of relief secretly, Qingge nods gently. Cangyun is disabled in action, and has no servants standing by. Looking at his broken finger, which was hurt for rotating the wheels quickly, she takes pity on him and says with hands on his wheelchair, "Let me help you." She is so fat that the scene in which she pushes the heavy wheelchair is too ugly to look at. Cuichun wants to follow her actually, but is stopped by Qingge. Cangyun wants to talk to her alone, so there must be something important, and it would be inconvenient to take Cuichun. "Hahaha, look at them, they are perfect match!" Ronghao looks at the two people going away with a smile, stroking his beard subconsciously. Courtiers around are also ttering, talking to each other. "Master Feng, you are so lucky, congrattions!" "Lord Cen and Missie Feng Qingge are a great match, they are perfect couple!" "Emperor made such a wise decision, they are perfectly matched." Countless sarcastic congrattionse out. It seems that the yard is hrious, but it''s in fact very lonesome. Holding a wine ss, Feng Lingyun looks at the figures with much concern, and he can do nothing but sigh helplessly. "Why not resist, why not refuse?" Looking down the man in the wheelchair, Qingge asks with indifference. She shared life and death with the man and was engaged to him on the first day when they travelled here in time. Is she unfortunate, or is he? She looks at the man in the wheelchair, who is still beautiful like a painting. It may be disgusting to use the word beautiful to describe a man, but Qingge doesn''t think so, Cangyun''s beauty is like a kind of morbid one making people sympathetic. People can''t help wanting to protect him subconsciously. What a charming man, and he needs to say nothing but just sit there quietly, which is powerful enough to defeat her. If it is a dream abouting to another world, then the only thing that fascinates her is the man. "Will resistance work? It just makes more troubles. My father is the Emperor of Cloud Country, and every decision he makes is invible." With her long and slim fingers tapping the wheelchair, Cangyun raises her head slowly, looking at Qingge. She is really like a dumpling, and she is so fat that even her features huddle together. This kind of woman shouldn''te into his sight, but he realizes that he doesn''t hate the feeling of being together with Qingge. Today, she is like¡­¡­ Watching leaves rising in the wind and falling slowly, then flying with wind again, he caresses his hair, and then a twinkle in ck eyes shes. That''s right, today''s Qingge, who is like the wind, might leave at any time. There is less stupidity and craziness but more emptiness in her eyes. Her eyesck vitality and energy, which do not look like her original ones. Just as they were both kidnapped at the same time, he could actually sit there tranquilly, but once he catches her eyes, he can''t help but want tofort her, increasingly wanting her to to stay. "Since the marriage granted by Emperor can''t be resisted, we''d better ept it, shall we?" Cangyun says calmly, his fingers suddenly stopping tapping the wheelchair. The Novel will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!