When Feng Qingyi saw that there were villas for sale in the store, costing 2000 points, she was stunned. It seemed quite a bargain, but she only had 40 points left in her balance, so she couldn't think about it for the time being.
As soon as Feng Qingyi closed her phone, Qin Yuchuan called her for a video chat.
Feng Qingyi looked at her pajamas and felt they weren't quite appropriate for a video call with someone from ancient times, so she quickly wrapped herself up with the air conditioning blanket.
The moment the video connected, Feng Qingyi saw a man with disheveled hair, wearing a thin nightgown, gazing at her.
The most captivating part was that his clothes were not properly worn, revealing his sexy collarbone, and she could vaguely see his abs, as if he had just taken a shower.
Feng Qingyi's face turned red, and she quickly averted her gaze.
"What's wrong?" Qin Yuchuan asked, puzzled by Feng Qingyi's lowered head.
Feng Qingyi felt helpless. He was dressed like that, yet he still asked her what was wrong!
"No, nothing, can you... can you put on your clothes properly?"
Hearing Feng Qingyi's words, Qin Yuchuan finally realized why she was acting that way. She was just being shy.
After adjusting his clothes, Qin Yuchuan looked at the tightly wrapped Feng Qingyi, who resembled a little bunny.
"I'm back in Shengjing."
Feng Qingyi waited for him to continue speaking, but after saying he was back in Shengjing, he just froze, not speaking or moving.
"You're back, aren't you happy? I heard you say earlier that you haven't been back for three years."
Qin Yuchuan gripped his phone tightly, "It's not about being happy or not. But I did see my mother, and her health, which has always been poor, seems to have improved a lot recently, which is something worth being happy about."
"But I feel like you're not happy. Did you encounter some problem? You can tell me about it. I may not be able to help you, but talking about it might make you feel a little better. After all, we're not in the same world, so you don't have to worry about me leaking any secrets."
"Of course, if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine too. I respect your choice."
Feng Qingyi was very sensitive to people's emotions, and she keenly sensed that Qin Yuchuan was in a low mood at the moment, but she wasn't particularly good at comforting others.
"It's alright to tell you. When I returned to Shengjing today, I met the Emperor. I've always known that he's wary of me, but he has no choice but to appoint me as the Grand Marshal, allowing me to lead troops to help him quell external enemies."
"This time, with the war in Northern Qi settled, there won't be any major turmoil for the time being, so he won't let me stay in Shengjing at ease."
After considering Qin Yuchuan's words, Feng Qingyi realized it was similar to those ancient TV dramas, where success leads to jealousy from the ruler, who fears the subject may revolt!
"Are you worried that he might take advantage of you while you're in Shengjing?"
Qin Yuchuan shook his head, "What I'm worried about is not that. Even if he does want to move against me, he needs a reasonable excuse."
"Then you must be worried about your subordinate soldiers and your mother!" After all, besides them, he didn't seem to have anyone else he cared about.
Qin Yuchuan: "Indeed, that's the case. He needs someone to keep me in check, and my mother and my subordinate soldiers are his best choices."
"If he really intends to do that, you might as well rebel. You command a strong army, and if he goes too far, you don't need to hold back anymore."
After saying that, Feng Qingyi noticed Qin Yuchuan was studying her with a scrutinizing gaze.
"...I was just speaking casually. I'm a rather willful person. If someone makes me unhappy, I want to make them unhappy too. I never wrong myself. That's probably why my opinion sounds a bit extreme. Just take it or leave it!"
Despite facing constant suppression, Qin Yuchuan had never considered rebelling because the first word he learned when he entered the army was "loyalty" - loyalty to the Emperor and the nation.
Now, someone was telling him that if he was treated unfairly, he didn't need to endure it; he should rebel and revolt. For a moment, he found it hard to accept, or rather, he couldn't accept it.
"Don't say such things again in the future."
Feng Qingyi didn't dare look at Qin Yuchuan. She could feel that he was angry, his tone had become heavy.
"Sorry, I was just speaking without thinking about the situation there. Just pretend you didn't hear it."
In ancient times, even mentioning rebellion seemed forbidden. If someone overheard it, they might be imprisoned or even executed. Just thinking about it was terrifying.
"You don't need to apologize to me. Are you going to school tomorrow?"
The young girl was just trying to comfort him. His tone might have been a bit heavy earlier, which was why she didn't dare look at him now.
"Yes, I've packed my things. The flight is at 8 AM tomorrow, so I should arrive around 11 AM," Feng Qingyi said.
Qin Yuchuan thought for a moment, "Study hard at school, and let me know if you need any help from me."
"Okay, sure." Before, only her father would remind her to study hard before she went to school. Now she had Qin Yuchuan too, which felt quite strange.
Qin Yuchuan looked at Feng Qingyi, "It's late today, so get some rest early."
"Okay, good night." After hanging up, Feng Qingyi put her phone aside.
Did she really make him angry earlier?
Rebellion seemed to be a very serious matter in ancient times. Hopefully, no one overheard their call and accused him of plotting something sinister!
If that really happened, then the Emperor would have a reason to kill him. If he died, she would be the culprit, and she wouldn't be able to live with herself!
Feng Qingyi let her imagination run wild for a while before finally falling asleep in a daze.
On the other side, Qin Yuchuan carried a jug of wine and sat on the steps outside his bedchamber, slowly drinking it.
The rain had stopped, but the moon was obscured by dark clouds, leaving the surroundings dimly lit, with only faint light visible in the distance.
From the darkness, Yan Yang asked, "Yan Chi, why is the Marshal not sleeping and drinking alone outside in the middle of the night? Should we try to persuade him?"
"No need," Yan Chi replied. "The Marshal has a heavy heart. Let him drink a little, it might help."
Yan Chi and Yan Yang had followed Qin Yuchuan for many years and were well aware of his predicament. Once Yan Chi spoke, Yan Yang understood.
"I think that Emperor is really going too far," Yan Yang said. "In my opinion, Qin Yuchuan should rebel against the Xuanyuan Family's rule and establish a new dynasty under the name Qin. There's nothing wrong with that."
Over the years, Qin Yuchuan had been battling on the battlefield, while the Emperor stayed in the palace enjoying songs and dances. Yan Yang truly felt it was unfair to Qin Yuchuan.
Yan Chi glared at him. "You should know what to say and what not to say. This is Shengjing, not the desert. Mind your words and actions, don't cause trouble for Qin Yuchuan."
