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Chapter 176 The Imperial Advisor of a Female-Dominated Society (Part 22)

The Queen had already left by then.

She already knows Gu Zhongchun's true identity and is furious. She'll probably have to put a lot of effort into dealing with those matters. Qingyu doesn't mind speaking so frankly.

Feng Yu gave a bitter smile. She stared at Qing Yu's profile, and the more she looked, the more convinced she became that Qing Yu's appearance was absolutely stunning. No matter how she disguised herself, she could not change her exquisite features. Her face seemed to be a perfect work of art that only a god could have created...

Feng Yu was mesmerized by the sight, and felt a great sense of comfort in her heart.

"Qingyu... I know that's your name, it sounds so nice. I... I'm about to die. Actually, I have a secret..." Feng Yu murmured intermittently, her face flushed, as if she was feeling much better.

But Qingyu knew that this person was truly failing, and was showing signs of a final burst of energy before death.

Well, this is the first time Qingyu has seen the protagonist on the verge of death. In the past, the protagonist always had a protagonist's halo kick in and escaped death by the skin of his teeth...

The protagonist's aura surrounding this phoenix feather seems rather weak, like a defective product.

Qingyu did not respond to Fengyu's words, but sat on a chair in the main hall and casually sipped the tea on the table.

The tea was the latest top-grade Longjing tea from the palace, and it tasted good, but Qingyu still didn't like it.

She thought of what the system had said about the tea in the cultivation world being of the highest quality, and her thoughts drifted away.

The scalding hot tea emitted wisps of steam, as if veiling that cool, aloof face, adding infinite mystery and hazy beauty.

Feng Yu suddenly seemed to realize something and stopped the secret she was about to reveal.

Her eyes were full of reluctance and longing.

What's the point of saying it or not?

How could someone of such ethereal beauty possibly remember her? She's so weak, she doesn't even deserve to be remembered...

Perhaps we should just let it go.

In her next life, she will definitely try her best to be reborn so that Qingyu can truly see her.

With a sudden burst of rapid breathing, Qingyu paused in her tea-drinking motion.

The next second, she saw a faint red light suddenly emanating from the person in front of her, and a figure slowly emerged from the red light—

Short hair, dressed in modern clothes, and looking exactly like Feng Yu...

Qingyu raised the corners of her eyes slightly, her pupils brightening slightly. This was the first time she had ever witnessed a soul leaving the body.

However, before she could investigate, the figure slowly floated upwards—

He truly showed Qingyu what "ascension to heaven" meant!

At the same time, Feng Yu's body slowly began to change...

Qingyu's eyes trembled slightly. She got up and walked to Fengyu's side. She casually took the other person's pulse and found that ninety percent of the toxins in the person's body had been neutralized. The remaining little bit could be treated by following the prescription of the imperial physician.

Really...

“A miracle.” Qingyu chuckled softly, then glanced up at the sky, her expression a mix of amusement and gentleness. “You really do have a lot of clever ideas.”

Heavenly Dao: "..." Cough, it can't hear, anyway, it's not talking about it!

The system scratched its head, circled around Feng Yu, and subconsciously scanned her body. Then it was almost too shocked to believe it: "How come one of them is dead, but there's another one inside her body?"

Realizing what was happening, it widened its eyes and tentatively asked, "This...could this be the original owner, Feng Yu?"

Qingyu gave it an approving look. "System, you've improved. Did you update your intelligence recently?"

The system choked, feeling somewhat awkward and shy.

It did get an update, which cost a few points...

The system secretly glanced at Qingyu, and seeing that the latter hadn't noticed, it quietly breathed a sigh of relief and shrank into a corner, not daring to say another word.

This femme fatale is truly terrifying when her intelligence is online!

Why isn't Qingyu some kind of silly beauty?

"cough……"

The person on the ground coughed weakly. Qingyu stood up, nodded slightly, and called out towards the door, "Someone, the Seventh Princess has woken up."

As soon as he finished speaking, two people ran in through the door, followed by several palace servants.

The first one to enter was Xu Zishan.

The moment Xu Zishan saw Qingyu, he subconsciously slowed his pace, afraid that there might be something wrong with his appearance.

Xu Zishan bowed respectfully, "Grand Preceptor..."

His gaze was fixed on Qingyu and he couldn't look away. A single glance from this person was enough to make his heart race and his face turn red.

Qingyu lowered her eyes, exuding an aloof indifference that kept everyone at arm's length. But when she raised her eyes, a pool of water seemed to ripple in her depths, clear and reflecting the splendor of a golden age, a glance that seemed to last a lifetime.

"The Seventh Princess seems to be unwell; please summon the imperial physician to take a look."

These words were spoken to the attendant, who immediately came to his senses and left reluctantly.

Xu Zishan's throat moved slightly, and he felt his lips were extremely dry. His gaze swept over the beautiful red lips of the person opposite him, and his heart trembled uncontrollably.

He was actually blaspheming her, who was like a goddess.

Can……

I really can't help it.

Xu Zishan tried hard to suppress his imagination, "Imperial Preceptor, how is the Seventh Princess now?"

Qingyu raised her bright eyes slightly, her wide sleeves fluttering against the hem of her dress, creating a gentle breeze and carrying a sweet fragrance. She sat down, her fair hands supporting her forehead, revealing a section of her moon-like wrist, delicate and smooth, stunningly beautiful.

"Why don't you go and take a look?"

Xu Zishan was taken aback by the ambiguous smile in her eyes, and then slowly stepped forward to check on Feng Yu's condition.

Coincidentally, Feng Yu opened her eyes weakly and looked at the people around her, a look of confusion flashing in her eyes.

This look...

Xu Zishan's pupils dilated, and he subconsciously sensed that something was wrong.

It's not that person...

Instead... she's the former Seventh Princess.

Qingyu noticed Xu Zishan's subtle changes and couldn't help but admire how perceptive he was.

She is also meticulous.

She didn't say anything, but sat quietly to the side and watched it all.

Not long after, the Empress arrived in a hurry with the imperial physicians. Qingyu then slowly got up and watched as the physicians made their diagnosis, leaving everyone in shock.

"The poison has actually been neutralized?!"

The news spread quickly throughout the palace, shocking everyone. Consort De, who was already in despair, grasped at this straw and frantically pleaded with the Empress for mercy.

The reason is that although Feng Yu was in trouble, she is now safe and sound, which means that even if Feng Yan'er was involved, she did not use a lot of force!

Unfortunately, in the Queen's eyes, taking action was wrong.

Consort De was immediately banished to the Cold Palace.

Gu Zhongchun disappeared on the very day he was arrested. The Prime Minister's residence was inevitably implicated. Enraged, the Empress investigated the Prime Minister's residence and suddenly discovered evidence that the Prime Minister's residence had deceived the emperor, plotted to murder for money, and committed other crimes.

The evidence was displayed openly in the study; was it intentional, or was it just showing off?

In short, the Prime Minister's residence was deserted in an instant, surrounded by soldiers, and within three days his home was confiscated and he was imprisoned.

Everything seemed to happen in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, news of an impending visit from a neighboring country resounded throughout the city. Even more shockingly, an envoy from the neighboring country arrived, claiming that one of their princes had been lost in the Phoenix Kingdom…

These words caused an uproar throughout the city.

Everyone was speculating about who this lost prince was. Even the Empress sent people to inquire, and even asked Qingyu for his identity.

"His Majesty said that he would like the Imperial Advisor to perform a divination."

The head servant respectfully explained the purpose and then presented an excellent jade screen.

Qingling took it lightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

Recently, Qingyu has taken a liking to jewelry and beautiful jade. Other people and things can no longer bring her joy. Only when she sees these things can she smile.

This is something Qingling desperately wants to see.

"Leave it alone."

Qingyu sat at her desk, holding a calligraphy brush. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, and her bright, watery eyes were fixed on the white paper on her fair face. Her slender, jade-like hands were clearly defined, and every movement of hers was like a painting.

She wrote intently, and everyone watched her intently.

This was Qingyu's first time practicing calligraphy, not because she was diligent, but because she suddenly triggered one of her abilities.

Just like the medical skills of the past.

Her brushstrokes are fluid and beautiful, as if dancing on the paper.

Yet his expression remained calm and serene, with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, as if he were communicating with the words.

"Qingling, lead them to the front."

The voice was clear and melodious, the tone casual, yet it was like a beautiful piece of music, captivating the listener.

Just then, a few clear laughs came from the doorway.