Everyone knows that Wu Zhong has no other hobbies except for his fondness for beautiful women. If you want to win him over, there is only one way to do it.

  As expected, after hearing Empress Yong's words, Wu Zhong's eyes shone with an unusual light, and his eyebrows were filled with intense interest.

  "Oh?" He raised an eyebrow, his face somewhat excited. "I wonder what that woman looks like? Is there a portrait of her?"

  Empress Rong's eyes were fixed on a must-have smile, she raised her hand and gently patted twice: "Come, bring the portrait up."

  "Yes, Your Majesty."

  Upon hearing this, two palace maids standing behind Empress Yong stepped forward with a painting in hand and walked towards Wu Zhong with light steps.

  "Wu Zhong takes care of this. This is the portrait of that young girl. If you like her, I will act as a matchmaker and let her marry out with the title of imperial princess."

  Empress Rong smiled elegantly, and she had her reasons for doing so. Since she wanted to get along with Wu Zhong, the imperial family must take the initiative to acknowledge Yunluo Feng as their adopted daughter!

  Only in this way will it be beneficial for their imperial clan.

  Wu Zhong slowly opened the portrait in his hand, and after seeing the arrogant white-clothed girl in the portrait, his heart suddenly stopped beating, and a deep astonishment appeared in his eyes.

  This painting is painted with a wonderful and charming style, even the boldness between her eyebrows is revealed on the canvas. The snow-white skirt dances in the wind, slightly raising her chin to gaze at the deep blue sky, with a hint of a smile on her lips, as if she doesn't care about anyone, not even God himself.

  "Not bad, really not bad. I've lived for so many years and have never seen such a beautiful girl," Wu Zhong rolled up the painting scroll and sincerely praised, "Empress Yong, are you sure this girl is willing to marry me?"

  Empress Rong smiled confidently: "This girl, upon hearing the name of Wu Zhongguan, said that she would not marry anyone else. Therefore, Wu Zhongguan can rest assured, you just need to prepare and choose a day for the wedding."

  The power of Luofeng Pavilion is extremely strong. If Luofeng Pavilion personally comes to welcome and marry, I'm afraid that stinky girl will no longer be able to resist!

  "Your Majesty, may I ask for this young lady's name?"

  Wu Zhong sank into thought for half a moment before asking.

  "I don't know her name, I just know her surname is Yun."

  Cloud?

  Wu Zhong was taken aback, if he hadn't misremembered, it seemed that the Deputy Master had mentioned before that the true mastermind behind the Windfall Pavilion also bore the surname Yun.

  It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

  It seemed as if he was amused by his own thoughts, Wu Zhong burst out laughing. He shook his head helplessly and dismissed the suspicions in his mind.

  Even though he had never seen the true face of his master, he could still tell that a fourteen-year-old girl was not capable of taking on the position of the Windfall Pavilion's pavilion master.

  It can't be that this young girl is the mastermind behind him.

  Unfortunately, things didn't go as he had wished. Now Wu Zhong couldn't have imagined that the master behind the Falling Wind Pavilion was actually a fourteen-year-old girl.

  By the time he realized it, it was too late...

  ……

  After Empress Rong bid farewell and left, before she could even walk out of the Luofeng Pavilion's gate, a petite figure suddenly appeared in her line of sight, causing her face to sink abruptly.

  "Halt!"

  The Empress Dowager let out a cold snort, her gloomy gaze fixed on the little maid who had blocked her path, and said in a chilly tone: "What are you doing here?"

  Qingyan seemed to have not expected to run into Rong Huanghou here, her expression slightly stunned, a hint of surprise flashing across her clear eyes.