Chapter 42: Palpitations

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"Mistress." When Fu Ling came back, she was just in time to see Ru Yi slightly lowering her head and standing by Qing Feng's side obediently. Having guessed the outcome, Fu Ling's expression was as usual her eyes expressed the clarity and cool. However it was Ru Yi that felt nervous.

"Withdraw."

Ru Yi greeted Qing Feng and when she passed by Fu Ling, she also bowed slightly before slowly backed out.

When Fu Ling walked to Qing Feng's side, Qing Feng took her hand and let her sit on the couch but Fu Ling felt awkward to be seating by her Mistress and squatted beside Qing Feng before whispering, "Today in the morning court, the Emperor announce two matters. First the Northwest rebels colluded and frame Prime Minister Lou Xi Yan and Dan Yu Lan eventually broke the investigation open before the rebels' plans succeed. Thus the case of the missing Gold is closed. The second matter is... The West Emperor Dowager would be residing in the Imperial Tombs to pray for the Yan's ancestors' blessings."

Yan Hong Tian did not mention the private letters from Empress Dowager and the Liao Yue Prince, which was considered as preserving Yang Zhi Lan's face. With no more backing from the Empress Dowager, the Yang family no longer have any capability left.

"How about Lou Xi Yan?" Remembering what Eldest Sister had said, he was ill in prison and was unsure how he was now.

"Prime Minister Lou return to the manor last night and the Emperor allowed him to rest at home for two days. He was not in court today."

It was good that he was back in the manor. Qing Feng's hanging heart finally felt settled after these two days. Just as she was thinking to head to bed to sleep for a bit, a shrill cry was hears from outside the courtyard, "The Emperor has arrived."

It was just the end of the morning court, for Yan Hong Tian to come over here at such a timing, Qing Feng have a bad feeling about it. FU Ling supported Qing Fing up from the couch when Yan Hong Tian stepped into the room.

"Long live the Emperor." Fu Ling knelt down to greet but Yan Hong Tian only gave a light 'en' reply. Walking to Qing Feng, he said, "Zhen will bring you to a place."

The usually could voice had a smiling intention. It would seemed that his mood was good, Qing Feng curiously asked, "To go where?"

Yan Hong Tian did not answer her and both of them left Qing Feng Hall. He took her up the carriage and the carriage took off. After going for a long time, there were noisy voices outside the carriage. Yan Hong Tian brought her out of the Palace? Qing Feng's heart started to palpitate. This was Qing Feng's first time out of the palace and could roughly guess where he would bring her to but dared not keep thinking about it, fearing that she would be disappointed and hurt because of her wrong guess. Qing Feng looked towards Yan Hong Tian and saw that his cold eyes were closed like he was resting but Qing Feng knew that he was not resting but did not want her to ask.

During the period of anticipating and fearing disappointment, the carriage finally stopped. Yan Hong Tian had opened his eyes and jumped out of the carriage. When Qing Feng opened the curtains, she saw Yan Hong Tian waiting by the side and before she could react, Yan Hong Tian grabbed her hand and used the other hand to support her waist and lightly brought her down the carriage. His expression was normal but Qing Feng's face was red. It was because their carriage stopped in front of a residence and there were five to six servants at the door. And one of them even took a stool meant for alighting a carriage. Apparently it was not needed now...

Struggling to stand from Yan Hong Tian's arms, Qing Feng looked up at the main door of the house in front and saw "Prime Minister Residence" three words. The servant who was waiting by the door went forward to lead the way. With Qing Feng being pregnant and her desire to see where would her Elder Sister stay at, she walked very slowly. Yan Hong Tian was really in a good mood today as he accompanied her and walked slowly.

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