Then she settled into a corner seat, brewed a pot of tea, and took out a big-headed doll along with a book.
Shang Qinqing and Qin Yuzhi exchanged glances, both puzzled by what they saw in each other's eyes.
Weren't they just at odds yesterday?
Why this morning was she back to brewing tea and playing with a doll, looking like a devoted wife eagerly waiting for her husband to return home?
"Xiao Bing'er, what kind of love potion did Li Mo give you yesterday?"
Shang Qinqing felt like she was missing something, as if she had skipped the dramatic scene of a wife chasing after her husband.
"He didn't give me any love potion."
Ying Bing raised her eyebrows slightly and shook her head.
"Then what did he do?" Qin Yuzhi asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"He didn't do anything."
"I don't believe it."
Qin Yuzhi's face turned serious as she exchanged another glance with Shang Qinqing. They began to whisper conspiratorially, but their voices were loud enough to be heard.
"Hey, how about we sneak into Xiao Bing'er's dreams tonight and take a look?"
"Sure, just remember not to fall asleep. I'll take you with me."
Ying Bing thought, "Can you keep it down a bit?"
Besides, her dreams weren't exactly safe. It was reckless to want to peek in, and normally, sane people wouldn't do such a thing.
But these two...
One had once mastered the art of love and matchmaking, a matchmaker who would rally her entire clan to create big-headed dolls just to support her. What couldn't she do?
The other was a terrifying presence, deemed so dangerous by the upper echelons of the Shang that they decided she should remain forever buried underground...
"......"
After a moment of silence, Ying Bing finally spoke softly:
"He said he organized the Hundred Flowers Festival because he didn't want anyone else to see me."
She recounted what had happened last night with a blank expression, her serene eyes shining with a brilliant light.
Although Ying Bing's tone was calm, Shang Qinqing felt her heart racing, her blood sugar rising.
After a while, her expression grew a bit complicated.
That guy, usually such a gentleman, could be so domineering at times?
If the little monk was like this, did that mean she wouldn't have to wait so long?
Forget it, the sweetness of the moment was divine; she might as well enjoy it...
Qin Yuzhi pursed her lips. "So this will be our dream material for tonight."
"Speaking of which, have you seen the latest episode of 'The Overbearing Empress Falls for Me'? I want to watch that."
"I haven't seen it yet. Has it been updated? That Ouyang kid is quite clever; where has he taken it now?"
Qin Yuzhi's eyes lit up.
Only those who had watched it knew how intoxicating that story was.
Moreover, it was based on reality.
Even a bit faster than reality...
What do you call that? It's called preemptive shipping!
Not just them.
Even Ying Bing, who was sipping tea, lowered her eyes and quietly perked up her ears.
"Having a baby."
"Pfft..."
Tea splashed onto Shang Qinqing's face. She turned around to see Ying Bing slightly parted her lips, looking a bit dazed, the once-cold fairy now appeared bewildered.
After all, the Phoenix Empress had walked on thin ice her entire life, weathering storms.
But having a baby? She had never experienced that.
She had never even thought about it.
Shang Qinqing wiped her face and laughed, "Xiao Bing'er, we were just talking about a story. Why are you reacting so strongly?"
"It's cold, I have a cough."
Who didn't know that Shang Qinqing and Qin Yuzhi, or rather, not just the two of them, many people treated 'The Overbearing Empress Falls for Me' as a preview?
The cover even stated, "The plot is purely fictional; any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental."
But if it coincided with reality, that was a reasonable coincidence...
"Having... having a baby..." The icy fairy's mirror-like eyes seemed to crack and scatter.
Shang Qinqing waved her hand. "She hasn't had the baby yet; she just has a big belly. The story ends when Jiang Chen and the Empress are thinking of names for the child."
"I feel like Ouyang doesn't know what name to give, which is why it stops here."
Qin Yuzhi immediately speculated.
"What name would be good... wait, we don't even know if it's a boy or a girl."
Shang Qinqing pondered for a long time, then turned to Ying Bing:
"Xiao Bing'er, do you prefer sour or spicy food?"
Ying Bing: "?"
She actually thought about it seriously before replying:
"Sometimes sour, sometimes spicy."
Little Li loved to barbecue and hot pot, which had led her to develop a taste for spicy food. Occasionally, she also craved sour, like a couple of nights ago...
"Hiss..."
Hearing the ambiguous answer, Shang Qinqing quickly provided her own conclusion, showcasing her expertise in matchmaking:
"How about twins?"
"Cough... cough..."
"Xiao Bing'er, you really seem to have a cold. So the boy will be named Li Jinlong, and the girl will be named Li Yufeng!"
"?"
Ying Bing sensed something was off and frowned slightly:
"Jinlong and Yufeng don't sound good."
"You're right; let's think of something else."
Shang Qinqing and Qin Yuzhi both sighed in relief.
They had just been so dizzy from their own shipping that they let something slip.
The male lead of 'The Overbearing Empress Falls for Me' is surnamed Jiang, not Li...
Fortunately, Xiao Bing'er was sick today; look at her neck and ears, they're a bit red. She might be a little dazed from a fever, which is why she didn't catch that slip.
"Wait..." Ying Bing was about to speak.
"Ah, there's nothing wrong. By the way, I heard many beauties from the Hundred Flowers list have come to the capital?"
Shang Qinqing expertly shifted the topic.
"Yes, actually, many were already in the capital; only a few came from more remote areas."
Qin Yuzhi followed suit, sharing what she knew:
"The daughter of the leader of the Jiao people, I've heard she's not only beautiful but also produces precious pearls when she cries."
"And the daughter of the master of Fangzhang Island, her cooking skills are amazing. I saw her in a dream; she's quite cute."
"Oh right, I also saw them in their dreams... umm..."
At this point, Qin Yuzhi was suddenly silenced by Shang Qinqing's hand over her mouth.
But Ying Bing still heard it.
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Chapter 562: Everyone Wants to Be Prosperous
From the outer city to the inner city, the scenery changed rapidly, especially at the city gate, where the crowd surged like rain, bustling with traffic, as people from various states poured in, more numerous than during the Qianlong Conference.
After all, those who came to see the Qianlong Conference had mostly not left, and instead, more people were drawn in from all over.
Moreover, many beauties from the Hundred Flowers list had already arrived today.
With numerous followers and admirers, even the Sky Patrol had to maintain order on-site, acting as security.
It felt like a top-tier celebrity concert...
"Huh? Lao Huang, where are the others?"
In the crowd, Li Mo, heading towards the Hengtong Bank, suddenly noticed the space beside him had emptied.
Only Huang Donglai was still following closely.
"They said they would go ahead. Actually, it's because we can't fly into the inner city; we have to come down for a routine check," Huang Donglai said, keeping a wary eye on their surroundings.
Li Mo understood.
Those brothers of his had likely run off to see the beauties on the Hundred Flowers list.
They might even be trying to see if they could slip a love letter to them, taking advantage of their fresh arrival...
"Lao Huang, why aren't you going?"
"They say the most charming things are the most dangerous..."
"...."
Huang Donglai kept his eyes straight ahead, looking as cautious as if he were facing a flood.
Li Mo, on the other hand, was quite relaxed, not avoiding anyone's gaze but also not deliberately staring at anyone, embodying the demeanor of a gentleman.
At the city gate.
Upon arrival, they indeed spotted Murong Xiao, Xiao Qin, and the Three Swordmasters of Hengyun.
"Adoptive father, you go ahead. Just wait for us at the bank."
Zhong Zhenyue, now dressed in city guard attire, quickly ushered them through.
"Huh?"
Aren't you the young lord? Why are you personally coming to the city gate?
"It's fine, I'll wait for you. I still need to arrange accommodations for them later and meet some people in advance."
As Li Mo spoke, his divine eye opened invisibly.
"Madam Shen from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, a master of music, truly embodies the spirit of heaven and earth."
"You may not have heard of Tu Yan, but you must have heard of the little junior sister from the Hehuan Sect..."
"That little princess of the Jiao people, right? She must look like a weeping pear blossom when she cries. No wonder the Jiao people don't treat pearls like rice; who would want to see her cry..."
He then took out a small notebook and quietly began jotting down notes.
He still loved to invest.
Those women were just a fleeting glimpse, a passing show, like stars disembarking from a plane.
He had to admit his writing speed had improved significantly; he could write faster now, sometimes the thoughts in his mind would leap onto the page almost as soon as they formed.