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Chapter 156 The Imperial Advisor of a Female-Dominated Society (Part 2)

The main hall of the Phoenix Kingdom.

A servant rushed over, prostrated himself on the ground, and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Advisor predicts that there will be a major upheaval in the court tomorrow. Please make preparations as soon as possible!"

On the high seat sat a woman in a dragon robe. She had delicate features and looked to be in her early forties. Her bright yellow dragon robe gave her an upright posture, and her eyebrows, eyes, and every gesture exuded majesty and power.

She is the only female emperor of the Phoenix Kingdom.

Hearing the servant's words, she raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

"Did the Imperial Advisor say what the unexpected event was?" the Empress asked, her voice authoritative yet tinged with urgency.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Preceptor only mentioned that there had been changes, but did not specify the details," the attendant replied tremblingly.

The Empress frowned, stood up, and paced back and forth in thought.

She knew the Grand Preceptor's abilities well; his prophecies had never been wrong. He was required by the Empress to predict the next day's events daily, but this was especially true if something major was about to happen…

Still the first time.

Could it be that a court official is plotting a rebellion? Or is there an assassination attempt from another country?

After a long pause, the Empress, feeling uneasy, coldly issued an edict: "Issue my decree to increase the guard force today and closely monitor the movements of all palaces."

In an instant, countless guards obeyed the order and left.

At the same time, the Empress's move was quickly learned by the concubines in the palace.

Everyone was speculating about who had provoked the Queen to such a great commotion, and for a moment everyone was anxious and at a loss.

The most difficult time was for the current Crown Princess's mother, Consort De. The moment she received the news, she immediately summoned the Crown Princess, Feng Yan'er.

"What do you mean by your mother? Could it be that she has discovered something?" Consort De asked anxiously, fidgeting with her handkerchief.

Feng Yan'er frowned. "There haven't been any special moves lately, Father. Don't worry too much. You should try to persuade Mother to help me!"

Upon hearing this, Consort De's face darkened. He touched his face and sighed, "My beauty has faded, and new women keep coming to the palace. What can I do? Unlike Consort Ru... who is only eighteen!"

In the end, his tone inevitably carried a hint of resentment.

It's no wonder Consort De acted this way. Consort Ru had only entered the palace this year and was the Empress's new favorite. She was young, beautiful, knowledgeable, and sensible. The Empress stayed in her palace every day, which inevitably made the others in the palace jealous.

Feng Yan'er also felt that Consort Ru was a major hidden danger, but since the other party was at the height of her power, she couldn't make a move at this time.

After thinking for a moment, she changed the subject, saying, "Ever since Feng Yu fell into the water a few days ago, she has become somewhat different. I don't know if she has noticed anything."

Feng Yu, the seventh princess, is considered the most useless member of the royal family, and Consort De looks down on her the most. She immediately smiled sarcastically, "So what if she noticed? Your other sisters are not to be trifled with either, and they've disliked her for a long time."

After all, Feng Yu's biological father was the Empress's white moonlight and the man she loved most. Outsiders only felt that Feng Yu was not favored, but they all knew that the Empress's tolerance towards Feng Yu had reached its limit, making her other children jealous.

Unfortunately, Feng Yu doesn't cherish her good conditions, which makes everyone both envious and resentful.

Feng Yan'er shook her head, "We still can't put our minds at ease. Who knows if she was faking it before?"

"As long as you know it in your heart, your father believes in you."

The two talked for a while longer, and when they heard that the Empress had stayed in the study that night, Consort De felt a bitter taste in her mouth, but she was also relieved.

It's good that we're not going to Consort Ru's place.

The Empress lay in bed for a long time that night. Her sleep had become increasingly shallow in recent years, and with the changing political situation at court, she found it difficult to fall asleep every day. After hearing the Grand Preceptor's words today, she simply couldn't sleep at all.

He immediately got dressed and, with his entourage, decided to head to the residence of the Imperial Preceptor.

The Queen walked quickly, and when she was almost at the Astrology Tower, she noticed that the tower was brightly lit, as if someone was waiting for her.

As they got closer, they discovered that Qingyu had anticipated the Empress's arrival and was already standing at the door to greet her.

"National Division?"

Qingyu nodded slightly. "Your Majesty is well."

His calm and collected demeanor made the Empress trust him even more.

"Grand Preceptor, what exactly is going to happen in court tomorrow?" the Empress asked directly, her eyes showing urgency.

Qingyu's red lips curved slightly as she slowly shook her head. "Your Majesty, please do not be hasty. This is a secret of Heaven, and I cannot reveal too much. But Your Majesty only needs to remember that no matter what happens tomorrow, remain calm, and everything will take a turn for the better."

The words were vague, and although the Empress was dissatisfied, she knew she couldn't force the issue.

I could only ask a few more questions before I finally felt a little more at ease and reluctantly left.

Qingyu stood at the door watching her leave. A cold wind blew, and Qingling brought a cloak and draped it over Qingyu.

As she moved, she touched Qingyu's slender shoulder and smelled her intoxicating fragrance. Qingling's ears turned slightly red, and she said in a low voice with concern, "Grand Preceptor, it's windy outside, let's go back to our room."

He secretly pondered when to find some better chefs to fatten up the Imperial Advisor.

The night was as dark as ink, and a gentle breeze blew by. Qingyu gently pulled her cloak together, and a warm smile appeared on her lips.

Her eyes were clear as water, shimmering with a soft light in the darkness, as if they could see through everything.

Qingling was mesmerized by the sight, feeling that the Imperial Preceptor was truly a celestial being. Just by standing there quietly, his graceful figure exuded a unique charm that made people unable to resist falling for him, even though his face could not be seen.

"I'll be right back."

Qingyu had already guessed that the Empress would come, which is why she was standing here in the middle of the night putting on an act.

After all, the Empress was naturally suspicious, and Qingyu's words during the day would surely frighten her.

Of course, she wasn't just saying those things randomly; it was all a setup for Feng Yu's actions tomorrow.

Since Feng Yu schemed against the original owner, Qing Yu naturally wouldn't obediently listen. She didn't have much desire for revenge either. The only thing that attracted her to this world was the metaphysical knowledge that the original owner had learned.

However, not wanting revenge doesn't mean Qingyu doesn't want to cause trouble. She wants to see if Fengyu can still take that position if the plot is mixed up.

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The next morning, Qingyu got up early to sit in meditation. According to the original owner's habits and the book's description, the spiritual energy in the morning was quite good. She entered a meditative state and cleared her mind.

Half an hour later, Qingling cautiously knocked on the door, and only after hearing a lazy response from inside did she open the door and enter.

He moved with extremely light steps to the back of the screen, where the intriguing fragrance filled his nostrils, making his breathing difficult.

Qing Ling lowered her head, not daring to let anyone see her expression. "Imperial Preceptor?"

Qingyu slowly emerged from behind the screen, dressed in white with a slender figure. She looked at the person in front of her, nodded, and said, "Put it down."

Qingling quickly placed the food on the table, and Qingyu sat down next to her. After setting the dishes, Qingling secretly glanced at the person next to her, and her hands trembled at that one glance.

He noticed that the person beside him was no longer wearing a mask; their features were exquisite, their skin like jade, and their eyes like stars. Their delicate appearance made his heart skip a beat.

He had never seen such a beautiful woman.

Qingyu noticed his gaze, turned her head to look at him, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Is there something else?"

Qingling snapped out of her daze and didn't dare to meet his gaze. She hurriedly shook her head and said, "Your Excellency is overthinking this. I just feel that you seem different today. Today... you are not wearing a mask."

In the past, the original owner did wear a mask even when sleeping, for fear of being recognized.

But Qingyu didn't want to wrong herself. It was fine to wear it outside, but why should she wear it in the palace?

At least let it get some fresh air!

Therefore, Qingyu merely raised an eyebrow, remained silent, and began to eat.