Ode to Longevity

Proofread by Yin Jing

After hearing the first half of what Yun says, the crowd sighs with relief. As long as Lord Cen does not mention this accident, the Fengs would no doubt be free of trouble. But the next half surprises them. Lord Cen should do it because of Qingge...

With the help of her memory, Qingge finds the small house belonging to her. It is a quite neat room with nearly no extra furniture.

She makes simple cleaning and bandaging simply, and finds her body covered with bruises. She could only change to a long white dress which barely covers the traces. But this stout body looks ugly in any dress. And white makes her look even fatter and more bloated.

"Can Mu Cangyun's legs be cured?" Thinking of that elegant man, Qingge frowns slightly. So gentle a man should not sit on the wheelchair like that.

On the Land of Star and Moon, any kind of medicine could be gained. As long as one does not lack one of his arms or legs, he has the chance to be cured. This place is different from the earth. Those who have good qualifications could take on the practice and fly around with their swords on like immortals in tales. The whole land is divided into four parts, which are mainly Loong Country, State of Heat, Snow Country, Kin Empire. The place she stays in is a tributary to Snow Country, Cloud Country. And Chaoyang Sect is a sect above the four main countries which has hundreds of thousands of followers. One can take on the practice and study inside after passing its assessment.

Unfortunately, this body's original owner does not have a clear mind and could only remember a few things. It appears she would have to go to the book chamber here to learn more about this land if she has the chance.

"If only I had my Xuanji Knife." Reaching for her waist subconsciously, which feels empty for lack of something, Qingge can't help but to force a bitter smile.

"Feng Qingge, get out quickly!" Before Qingge continues, raspy calls come from outside the door.

Familiar voices reverberating in her hear, Qingge feels kind of startled.

Though this body belongs to the eldest daughter of the Fengs, she has to live a life even worse than servants. Not that the Fengs have skimped on her monthly pay, but she has been cheated out of every penny by those servants.

It is strange that the Fengs have no men. Feng Lingyun has four sons. Except her father Feng Xingtian who has lost contact, all the others have been sent around to guard the Cloud Country. Since Qinger and she are girls, they stay in the imperial city. She is the eldest daughter of the Fengs, but her father is not at home and her mother died young. She is always bullied for being imbecile and the good man of the house also attaches no importance to her. On the contrary, Qinger wins the popularity by virtue of her petty shrewdness. As the only daughter of Feng Manyue, Qinger is much pampered. Just because of this, Qinger often gets her in trouble.

Whenever Qinger sees something good of hers, she would pocket it. What's worse, if Qinger is in bad moods, she would take it out on her. All the bruises on her body are given by her.

"Now that she's here, I'd better go out to see what she wants to do." Qingge says to herself. Thinking of the pair of hands which pushed her out, she holds firmly that this woman clearly wants her to die!

Opening the door and seeing Qinger standing in front of it, Qingge just sneered, "Isn't it sister Qinger? There is no wind today. What blows you here?"

"You!" Qinger tries to suppress her anger and turns around, "There are no ingredients I need in the kitchen. You go there to make the Tofu Soup with Chinese Cabbage."

"If I am not wrong, the soup is for the emperor. Sister Qinger should make me cook it so confidently. Are you sure?" Qingge drawled and sneered.

If she is the foodie the original Qingge has been, she would have gone to the kitchen to cook rice porridge unceremoniously. But the original one being foolish does not mean her being the same.

Fixed on by her sharp eyes, Qinger was covered with gooseflesh and nearly frightened by the outbreak of her aura. She couldn't help but blush.

Due to a farce in the backyard, all ingredients haves been destroyed by a base-bred civilian. How could she cook Tofu Soup with Chinese Cabbage? But now... Anyway, cheat this fatty to cook in the kitchen first!

"Do it as I order you to. How come so much nonsense?" Glaring at Qingge, Qinger hummed. She vaguely feels that this Qingge becomes kind of different. How dare she contradict her before?

"Yeah? I say, Qinger, are you my senior or the good man of the Fengs?" Raising her willowy eyebrows, Qingge sneered.

Qinger's face darkens and says coldly, "What did you say? You fat so..."

"Since you are neither my senior nor the good man, what makes you think you are qualified to ask me to do things for you?" Corners of her mouth upwards, Qingge continued, "Besides, the emperor makes you cook the soup. Now you ask me to substitute you. Isn't that equal to defying the emperor? Or do you think you can defy everything by virtue of your status, even the emperor's order? I think, even the good man of the Fengs doesn't have the right to change the things the emperor decided."

"You!" Qinger turned so angry that she could not help clenching her fists. But she couldn't find a refutation. Looking up the smile flashing in the eyes' of Qingge, Qinger thunders, "You fat so! What nonsense are you talking? When did the emperor ask me to cook the soup? Don't blather!"

"Oh... That is to say, you are self-affectionate and long to perform well before the emperor?" Qingge raised her eyebrow a little and smiled indifferently.

Seeing that teasing smile, Qinger only feels exasperation jammed her chest. She stamps her feet heavily. This is the chance she manages to gain. She deliberately asks cooks not to prepare rice porridge that the emperor eats every time and gives them each ten taels of silver to cook by herself. To think that it is ruined in Wang Ming's hand!

"Qingge, I have to tell you it is related to life and death of the Fengs. Today, you must cook it!" Qinger gritted her teeth and exclaimed in rage. She could only threaten Qingge with the safety of the Fengs.

With corners of her mouth upwards, Qingge chuckled, "Yeah? But it's you who ask to cook on your own. If someone is to blame, you are the one to be killed. If I cook it, I'll be decapitated instead. Dear sister, you've made a bad move."

"You! Feng Qingge, you fatso, you..."Qinger is so angry that she almost wants to spit out blood. Her phoenix eyes rise in anger. She even has an itch to split Qingge right now.

When is this imbecile enlightened? She should contradict her order!!

"But..." With corners of her mouth upwards, Qingge gazed at this person who showed her teeth and chuckled, "I'm one of the Fengs so I'm supposed to contribute to the Fengs."

"Hum, it's fine that you know it. Since so, hurry to cook Soup of Pearl, Emeral and Jade." Her hanging heart dropped down quickly. Qinger could help patting her chest and letting out a huge breath.

However, before she exhales completely, the following words Qingge hears nearly makes her spit out blood again.

"But I'm very unsatisfied with sister's attitude. Since I am to be the scapegoat, some reward would be necessary. Is that right, sister Qinger?"