Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback
Chapter 556 Another Name for Qingcheng

Chapter 556: Chapter 556 Another Name for Qingcheng

The warmth of the indoor hearth seemed to be gradually increasing. Dugu Yan and Xue Yifeng locked eyes, Xue Yifeng’s warm breath scattered on her face.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her heart raced. Xue Yifeng’s hair fell on her neck, tickling and disturbing her heart.

Xue Yifeng drew closer, "Tell me, what have you misunderstood about us?"

Dugu Yan looked at Xue Yifeng’s eyes fixed on her lips, and nervously closed her eyes.

The next moment, she did not feel Xue Yifeng’s kiss; she opened her eyes to see Xue Yifeng’s gaze with no warmth but a hint of mockery.

Dugu Yan suddenly pushed Xue Yifeng away, "Take your chicken soup away!"

She could no longer endure Xue Yifeng’s teasing!

What exactly did Xue Yifeng mean?

Xue Yifeng released her wrist, got off the bed, and left the room with a casual demeanor.

Dugu Yan heard the sound of him closing the door from outside.

After Xue Yifeng left, Dugu Yan twisted and turned on the bed like a bug.

She covered her head, experiencing for the first time what it meant to feel shame.

Just now, Xue Yifeng had humiliated her pride.

What made her angry was that she felt ashamed because of Xue Yifeng.

She began to care about how Xue Yifeng viewed her.

This was terrifying.

"Xue Yifeng, if I fall for your tricks again, I’ll be a pig!"

She glanced at the steaming chicken soup on the table, covered her eyes with the quilt stubbornly and refused to look at it, or think about Xue Yifeng.

After leaving through the small door, Xue Yifeng suddenly felt a pain in his finger. Just now, to make soup for Dugu Yan, he had cut his finger, and it was bleeding again.

It was his first time making chicken soup for someone else, and this damned girl actually wanted him to take it back, truly an ungrateful girl.

...

In the royal palace.

Princess Xue Lingling’s pale face finally gained some color. In her sleep, her fingers trembled slightly as she turned over.

Xiao Tao was overjoyed, "Princess Xue Lingling, you’re awake?"

Princess Xue Lingling slowly opened her eyes, seeing Xiao Tao through her hazy vision.

"Xiao Tao, how long have I slept?"

Xiao Tao touched Princess Xue Lingling’s forehead, "Little Princess, you scared the servant to death, you’ve slept for a day and a night."

Princess Xue Lingling’s eyes widened, "Ah, where is... Vermilion Bird?"

She had dragged Vermilion Bird down with her, Vermilion Bird must be very angry at her!

Xiao Tao scratched her head, "The servant hasn’t seen the Vermilion Bird Commander!"

Princess Xue Lingling felt a bit down; so Vermilion Bird hadn’t come to see her, it seemed Vermilion Bird was really angry at her.

"I want to go see Vermilion Bird." Princess Xue Lingling lifted the quilt, intending to get out of bed.

Xiao Tao held her hand, "Princess Xue Lingling, lie down, the Imperial Physician said you should rest well for three days and not go out."

Princess Xue Lingling frowned, "But I want to see Vermilion Bird, I want to apologize to him."

Xiao Tao knew the disparity in their statuses and could only let Princess Xue Lingling go to find him.

Princess Xue Lingling ran quickly all the way to the Dark Guard Camp.

She saw Yun He practicing martial arts and asked breathlessly, "Is your commander here?"

Yun He smiled at Princess Xue Lingling, "Our commander went out; I’m not sure when he will return. Does Princess Xue Lingling need something from him?"

Princess Xue Lingling intertwined her fingers, smiling awkwardly, "Then it’s nothing."

Princess Xue Lingling came to the Dark Guard Camp to find Vermilion Bird, but he wasn’t there, leaving her a bit disappointed.

With her head down, she left the Dark Guard Camp feeling lonely.

After her silhouette completely disappeared, Yun He entered the room and looked at Vermilion Bird, who was pale, "Commander, why didn’t you see her?"

Vermilion Bird coughed, shaking his head, "Have you finished practicing?"

After speaking, he closed the door.

Yun He pursed his lips, the commander was acting unusual!...

Being sick was just being sick; why not see anyone!

Vermilion Bird sat by the tea table, poured himself a cup of hot water, he didn’t know what was wrong with him, maybe he didn’t want Princess Xue Lingling to owe him a favor.

He hadn’t been sick in a long time, and now he had caught a cold from rescuing Princess Xue Lingling.

Princess Xue Lingling, this girl, precisely because she didn’t harbor any schemes, would feel guilty for owing someone a favor.

He didn’t want Princess Xue Lingling to have such feelings.

...

After leaving Dugu Yan’s home, Zhan Lan walked through the long street.

She actually disliked staying inside the rigid royal palace, preferring the lively atmosphere among the common folk.

Vendors on the long street sold roasted chestnuts in the cold wind; she had some bought.

With warm roasted chestnuts in her arms, she also had a few roasted sweet potatoes bought, which Zhan Rui and Zhan Heng both loved.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure, it was Qingcheng whom she hadn’t seen in a long time.

Since she last let Qingcheng go, they hadn’t met again.

Qingcheng had never sought out Mu Yan again, indicating that Mu Yan had indeed hurt her.

After learning that Qingcheng was the daughter of the Left General of Zhongzhou, Zhan Lan associated many things from the past life.

Qingcheng was not her real name; it was just a name she used in Ding’an City.

In the past, she had another name, Zuo Bingyan, the only daughter of the Left General of Zhongzhou.

Although she seemed to have no strength to truss a chicken, only playing music and painting, she secretly established the Moon Shadow Organization, always working to restore Zhongzhou.

She had over a thousand followers, all secretly carrying out missions.

Whether in Eastern Wei or Beiyue, she had people there, though it was unclear whether her people were under Mu Yan’s command.

Her leg was crippled, said to be because of Mu Yan, but Zhan Lan felt there was more to the matter.

Because in the past life, two years later, Zuo Bingyan began secretly assassinating some officials and members of the Imperial Family of Eastern Wei.

So, Zhan Lan spared her, partly because she began to pay attention to this extraordinary woman.

On the surface, she appeared gentle as water but was actually a master of killing.

And her goal was to revive Zhongzhou, avenging her father.

Zhan Lan always had people secretly tracking Qingcheng’s movements.

For the past two months, there had been no discoveries.

The better someone was at hiding, the more suspicious they became.

Zhan Lan’s carriage moved along unhurriedly.

She lifted a corner of the carriage curtain; two maids followed behind Qingcheng, who visited the cosmetics shop Liu Xiang Pavilion once a month.

Once Qingcheng entered Liu Xiang Pavilion.

Zhan Lan had Little Anzi stop the carriage, put on a veiled hat, and stepped down.

"Little Anzi, park the carriage, wait for me on the side, I’ll be back shortly."

"Yes, Little Anzi knows his boundaries and understands the master’s intent, so he doesn’t pry or ask unnecessary questions. He promptly instructed someone to park the carriage by the side.

On the other side, Qingcheng entered the secret chamber inside Liu Xiang Pavilion.

After entering the chamber, she respectfully saluted the man in black sitting in the master’s seat, "Bingyan pays respects to Master."

The man in black appraised Qingcheng, his gaze cold and his voice oppressive, "Bingyan, how have you become so haggard for the sake of a man!"

Qingcheng knelt in front of the man in black, "Disciple was wrong, disciple shouldn’t covet someone who doesn’t belong to her."

The man in black shook his head, "People in this world are always entangled by love; rather than coveting Mu Yan’s affection, it’s better to be true to yourself."

"Yes, Bingyan will remember Master’s teachings."

The man in black smiled slightly, "Stand up and tell me, what kind of person is Zhan Lan in your eyes?"