Chapter 430 - Asking About the Past and Present Life
Chapter 430: Asking About the Past and Present Life
The king was obviously a little cold to Feng Lan. With a glance, he stopped Feng Lan, who wanted to walk over.
The king asked, “What is it?”
Feng Lan couldn’t see Feng Lan’s expression, but she happened to see her hand gripping the sides of her dress.
Feng Lan said, “Sister is picking flowers in the Flower Garden.”
Feng Ling thought that the king wouldn’t reply, but after a few seconds, he actually responded with an “Mm.”
Feng Lan asked, “Your Majesty, why don’t I call Sister over?”
“No need.” The king looked up at her and said, “You may leave.”
Feng Lan bowed to him and left.
Feng Ling happened to be standing behind a cluster of dense trees, so Feng Lan didn’t see her. However, she saw Feng Lan’s face that instantly darkened.
After Feng Ling watched Feng Lan leave, she wondered if she should disturb the king at this time.
At this moment, she felt a gaze on her.
Feng Ling knew that she had been discovered, so she walked out.
She walked to the pavilion and stood there.
“Little Ling’er, come in and sit.”
Feng Ling looked at him strangely. “Aren’t you very busy?”
“Who said I’m busy?”
Feng Ling was stumped by the question.
She walked in and sat on a stone stool.
The king also sat down and asked directly, “Is there something you need me for?”
“Mm.” Feng Ling thought about what to say. In the end, she felt that she should just tell the truth. “I want to enter the room where that mirror is placed in the Treasure House.”
“What do you want to ask?”
Feng Ling felt that she had seen wrongly. She seemed to have seen the king frown.
Feng Ling also frowned.
“You can’t tell me?”
“Yes.”
The king fell silent. After a while, he said, “I’ve just sent someone to summon the ministers. If you can wait, I’ll go with you after our meeting.”
“Okay.”
The king glanced at Feng Ling, who answered readily, but didn’t say anything. He stood up and walked out of the pavilion.
It was impossible for Feng Ling to keep waiting here. She thought for a while and decided to continue reading in the Treasure House. There were still many books inside that she hadn’t finished reading. Maybe she could find books about one’s previous life and current life.
However, Feng Lan quickly interrupted Feng Ling’s thoughts.
When Feng Lan saw Chu Luo walking over from the lake, a trace of surprise flashed across her eyes. “Sister, you went to the lake just now too?”
“Mm,” Feng Ling said. “Just taking a walk.”
Feng Lan opened her mouth, obviously wanting to ask if she had met the king, but she swallowed her words.
She said, “Sister, let’s go back to your bedchamber.”
“I’m going to the Treasure House.”
“You’re going there to read books again.” Feng Lan was a little disappointed and tugged at her arm like a spoiled child.
Feng Ling quietly avoided it and said, “You can read with me.”
“I’m not going.” Feng Lan refused respectfully. “Rather than read books, I might as well practice martial arts. I’m not going.”
With that, she ran away.
Feng Ling looked in the direction Feng Lan left and a murderous glint flashed across her eyes.
Since she knew that Feng Lan had turned evil, she had to stop her.
After Feng Ling walked to the Treasure House, she didn’t go to read. Instead, she stood there and stroked her arm. An image appeared in front of her, the view of that rabbit.
Sure enough, Feng Lan had gone to her bedchamber. She saw Feng Lan carrying the rabbit and said to the maidservants following behind her, “You guys can leave first. Sister has gone to the Treasure House. I’ll leave after getting the rouge and powder from her place.”
The maidservants bowed and left.
After they left, Feng Lan walked straight into Feng Ling’s bedroom. She placed the rabbit there and muttered, “You can stay with Sister tonight.”
The rabbit’s eyes were facing Feng Lan’s eyes. Feng Ling saw a trace of black aura floating in her eyes.
The black aura disappeared quickly and instantly returned to normal.
Then, Feng Ling saw Feng Lan hide one of her dudous[1] in her arms and leave.
Seeing this, Feng Ling frowned in displeasure.
She would definitely get this dudou back.
…
Feng Ling had been reading when she saw the king walk in from outside the entrance of Treasure House.
She took the book and prepared to place it on the bookshelf.
However, this bookshelf was above her head. Actually, there was a stool beside her. However, she was too lazy to drag it over, so she stood on tiptoes and placed the book on it. But when she placed the book in her hand on the bookshelf, the book beside was shifted and actually fell directly above her head.
Feng Ling was about to dodge when a large hand came over to catch the book and put it back.
The king looked at her and said sternly, “Next time, if you drag the stool over to place the books, this won’t happen again.”
Feng Ling nodded and said anxiously, “Let’s go to the room where the mirror is placed.”
After saying that, she walked upstairs.
The king followed behind her.
The two of them arrived outside the room. The king pushed open the door and walked in.
Feng Ling also wanted to enter, but she was blocked by an invisible barrier.
Just as Feng Ling was feeling a little disappointed, a large hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her in. Then, he let go of her wrist.
Feng Ling looked at him in surprise.
The king said calmly, “Why are you still standing here? Ask whatever you want.”
Feng Ling nodded and walked towards the bronze mirror mounted on the wall.
The bronze mirror was originally blurry, but when she walked over, it immediately became very clear.
Feng Ling tilted her head and looked at the king standing beside her. She said, “Can you go out first?”
The king glanced at her. “You haven’t succeeded the High Priest. If I go out, this mirror won’t tell you what you want to know.”
Feng Ling: “…Then please turn around.”
The king turned around and back-faced the mirror.
Feng Ling walked up to the mirror and placed her hand on it. She asked in her heart, “Does the empire I used to live in really exist?”
After a ripple appeared in the mirror, an empire’s city appeared.
Feng Ling was a little excited and asked, “Was what I experienced before real?”
A word appeared in the mirror: Yes.
Feng Ling’s body trembled slightly. “Where’s Yan? Where is he?”
This time, there was nothing in the mirror.
Feng Ling’s face turned pale. She quickly asked, “Is… is his life in danger?”
Mirror: No.
Feng Ling heaved a sigh of relief and continued to ask, “Can I still see him?”
Mirror: It depends on you.
Then, the mirror returned to its blurry state.
Feng Ling was a little disappointed. But as long as Li Yan was alive, it was better than nothing.
She walked up to the king. When he lowered his gaze to look at her, she said, “It’s done.”
The king didn’t ask anything. He nodded at her and the two of them walked out of the room.
After leaving the Treasure House, the king left.
Feng Ling returned to her bedchamber.
She looked at the rabbit and called over a maidservant. “Raise the rabbit in the side hall.”
In her previous life, she had also instructed the maidservants to do this.
A day passed. In the dead of the night, Feng Ling changed into a night suit and went to where Feng Lan lived.
As Feng Ling’s guardian, Feng Lan lived not far from Feng Ling’s bedchamber.
Compared to the spacious and gorgeous immortal aura in Feng Ling’s residence, Feng Lan’s residence was much smaller, but it was also the standard for a second-grade official’s daughter.
After Feng Ling turned invisible and entered Feng Lan’s residence, she wasn’t in a hurry to go straight to her boudoir. Instead, she looked around the courtyard.
The entire courtyard was very normal.
Only then did she walk towards Feng Lan’s boudoir.
There was no abnormal energy fluctuation outside the boudoir.
Feng Ling stood by the door and sensed that Feng Lan wasn’t in her boudoir.
At this moment, Feng Lan’s two maidservants walked over with trays of wine.
Feng Ling was a little surprised that Feng Lan was still drinking at this time. The most surprising thing was that Feng Lan had always appeared to dislike drinking in front of her previously. At this moment, she was actually drinking in private.
The two maidservants pushed open the door to Feng Lan’s boudoir in silence and walked in.
Feng Ling took the opportunity to follow them in.
The boudoir was divided into inner and outer rooms. After the two maidservants placed the wine on the table in the room, they quietly retreated and closed the door.
Feng Ling looked up at Feng Lan’s residence and finally looked into the room.
Previously, she had sensed that there was no one inside. However, at this moment, an energy fluctuation exuded from Feng Lan’s body. This proved that there was an underground passageway in Feng Lan’s boudoir. She had just come out of the passageway.
Then, two sets of footsteps could be heard. Also, there was a voice that was different from Feng Lan’s usual voice.
“Since you’re here, drink with me.”
Then, that person said in a frivolous voice, “Didn’t they say that the Guardian Feng Lan of the Phoenix Skies Kingdom doesn’t like to drink? Why do you always invite me to drink with you every time I come? Could it be…”
Feng Lan interrupted him with a hint of displeasure. Her tone had an arrogance that had never been displayed in front of Feng Ling. “I like it. Can’t I?”
“Sure… why not? You’re our esteemed guest. No matter what our esteemed guest wants to do, I’m willing to cooperate unconditionally.”
“Ha!”
Feng Lan only sneered and the two of them walked out of the room.
Beside her was a feminine-looking man with lips that were red like blood. After he walked out, he even asked Feng Lan, “Are you sure it’s safe here? Don’t let that omnipotent High Priestess sister of yours discover it.”
“She’s not the High Priestess yet!” As if someone had stepped on her tail, Feng Lan instantly exploded. Then, she quickly regained her composure. It was unknown if her tone was filled with jealousy or ridicule, but she said, “That sister of mine was raised by the king to be very innocent. Moreover, she trusts me the most. Do you think she will suspect me?”
“Haha… So why do you hate your sister?”
[1] A traditional Chinese female undergarment