Upon hearing Xi Lingfeng's words, Shen Ruoxuan laughed. It turned out that this old man was jealous, and his jealousy was a bit too much.
"Don't worry, Master said she doesn't want to take the antidote for now. She seems to want to wait until she leaves the palace to take it."
"That's good."
Xi Lingfeng felt relieved, but was still a little worried. Hai Ling was in such a secluded place in the palace, there must be places where she couldn't be taken care of.
With that thought in mind, he called out towards the door, "Shimei, Shilan, come in."
Two pretty maids walked over from outside the door and respectfully clasped their hands in greeting: "Master."
"From this day forward, you will serve the Empress. Remember, she will be your mistress from now on, and you must obey her orders no matter what she says."
Xi Lingfeng decided to send Shi Mei and Shi Lan to Hai Ling, which put his mind at ease. Shi Mei and Shi Lan's abilities were not something that ordinary people could handle.
The two maids, Shi Mei and Shi Lan, were taken aback for a moment, then obeyed the order: "Yes, we obey."
Shi Lan was somewhat better off, but Shi Mei was extremely happy. She had been jealous of Shen Ruoxuan's good fortune in being able to become the Empress's apprentice and learn such exquisite medical skills. Now that she was serving by her side, wouldn't it be a better opportunity to get closer to her and learn her medical skills? Thinking this, she was very happy.
"Remember, don't let boring people bother her."
“Yes,” Shi Mei and Shi Lan nodded, both glancing at a bored person before turning and walking out.
Shen Ruoxuan was furious. He'd never seen anyone so ungrateful. Shen Ruoxuan hadn't even known his own feelings before, and Shen Ruoxuan had to remind him. Now Shen Ruoxuan was wary of him. This man was infuriating.
"Xi Lingfeng, I'm breaking off all ties with you."
Shen Ruoxuan stood up and spoke angrily.
Xi Lingfeng shrugged elegantly and pointed to the door: "Go ahead, but you'd better remember your words: if I marry Ling'er, you're not allowed to set foot in my house."
This time, Shen Ruoxuan dared not shout. She glared fiercely at the man and then sat down again.
Outside the door, Shizhu walked in and respectfully reported, "Master, the old lady sent someone with a letter, saying she wants to see you."
"Mother?"
Xi Lingfeng's deep gaze flashed with gentleness. He raised an eyebrow in surprise and spoke, then looked at Shen Ruoxuan: "Alright, I need to go back. I wonder what Mother wants to see me about?"
Shen Ruoxuan stood up behind him, his face serious, and slowly began to speak.
“I have a feeling that the old lady probably knows about your appointment as prime minister in the Great Zhou Dynasty, so she will definitely tell you the mystery of your origins this time.”
Xi Lingfeng stopped talking, walked straight out, and led a few of his men back to his mother's place.
As the sun sets, the evening glow paints the green hills and waters with a charming rouge hue. A gentle breeze blows, rippling the lake in front of the door, while willows sway lightly on the shore, their delicate strands floating gently.
Not far away, an exquisite and magnificent manor, bathed in the glow of the setting sun, resembled a painting.
This is where Xi Lingfeng's mother recuperates. His mother dislikes being disturbed, so he ordered someone to build this place for her to rest and recuperate.
In the small inner room, incense wafted around, and on the altar was a statue of Buddha. A dignified woman was chanting sutras while holding prayer beads in her hands.
Outside the door, a maidservant walked in, her face flushed, and respectfully reported, "Madam, the young master has returned."
As she spoke, a tall, imposing figure appeared outside the door, walking in with a composed and proud air.
The maidservant inside the hall stole a glance, her face turning as red as blood, her heart pounding wildly. The young master was truly too handsome. His eyes were captivating, his skin as smooth and delicate as the finest silk, and even his slightly upturned eyelashes—everything about him was beautiful and alluring. His every move exuded a captivating elegance. The maidservant watched for a while, until she could hardly breathe.
Fortunately, a cold, deep voice rang out: "Go down."
"Yes, young master."
The maidservant responded and fled in panic; if she watched any longer, she feared she would faint.
The person who almost made the little maid faint was naturally Xi Lingfeng. He came to visit his mother and appeared in his true form, which is why the little maid couldn't bear it and almost fainted.
Few people in the world can remain calm and composed when facing him.
"Did my mother call me back because she wants to see me?"
Although he only had his mother as a relative, she disliked being disturbed while she was resting, and rarely summoned him over.
The person who had been kneeling slowly got up, walked to the side and sat down, looking at Xi Lingfeng with the loving gaze of a mother.
"You're back. I heard you've become the Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Is that true?"
The old lady never interfered with what her son did, but a few days ago she overheard the servants talking about what her son was doing, so she found it strange and sent someone to call him back.
Xi Lingfeng raised an eyebrow, a simple gesture that was damnably beautiful. The old lady sighed softly as she watched, never expecting that Feng'er would grow up to be such a stunning beauty. In fact, the old lady's face was also exquisite. She was a beauty when she was young, and even now that she is older, one can still see that she still has charm. However, because she has a kind face and a detached, otherworldly appearance, people tend to overlook her appearance.
"Why is Mother suddenly concerned about this matter?" She rarely paid attention to his affairs before. Could it be because he went to the Great Zhou to become the prime minister, which caught her attention? Or is it because of Mother and Sima Yuan? Just thinking about Sima Yuan made Xi Lingfeng's face unconsciously turn cold.
The old lady raised an eyebrow at him strangely. She knew very well that this son was not someone that could be easily controlled. If she angered him, nothing good would come of it.
"I just want to ask you why you went to the Great Zhou to become the prime minister?"
"My son wants to find out about his origins."
The old lady looked at Xi Lingfeng and sighed deeply. He had asked her several times before, but she had never told him. But now the time had finally come, and her chance to stand out had arrived. Her son would not let her down.
“Feng’er, it’s not that your mother doesn’t want to tell you, but the time is not right yet. Now is the time for us, mother and son, to step forward.”
The old lady let out a long sigh, and a smile appeared on her still charming face, as if her long-suppressed emotions had finally been released. She stood up and walked to the house next door, quickly retrieved some things, and handed them to Xi Lingfeng.
Looking at his mother's unusual behavior, Xi Lingfeng hesitated for a moment before slowly opening a bundle. Inside, he saw a few things: a jade pendant of exceptional value, a small gold lock, and some baby clothes. Although they were old and faded, the items were of the finest quality. Among them was a bright yellow package embroidered with soaring dragon patterns, and the gold lock was inscribed with the words "Royal Scales." The more Xi Lingfeng looked, the darker his expression became, his eyes turning cold and menacing.
He never expected his background to be so bizarre. He had always thought that his background might be related to Sima Yuan, but who knew that it was related to the royal family. As the master of the Cold Demon Palace, Xi Lingfeng knew some royal symbols, so after looking through the items, he knew which country they came from.