The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 137 Seizing the Opportunity

Leng Feng dismounted from the carriage first.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella in his right hand, he lifted the carriage curtain with his left, then raised an arm to help Qiu Ziyue out of the carriage.

Just as the curtain was lifted, Qiu Ziyue straightened her dress and, with Leng Feng's help, got off the carriage.

At this moment, Qiu Ziyue had lost all her martial arts skills, and her entire body lacked the arrogance and spirit of her heroic figure.

However, her profound knowledge of music and culture has endowed her with a gentle and refined temperament and an inner nobility.

Outside the sedan chair, a biting wind howled, and snowflakes as white as willow catkins drifted in the sky.

Qiu Ziyue was dressed in a white mink fur coat, the soft fur shimmering slightly in the sunlight, complementing her jade-white skin.

She wore exquisite silver ornaments on her head, her hair was neatly piled up, and a few strands of black hair fell beside her cheeks, adding to her gentle beauty.

Her face was like a finely carved piece of white jade, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, a straight nose, and rosy lips. Every gesture she made exuded nobility and elegance.

In addition, she was recovering from serious injuries, and her every move had a delicate and frail feel to it.

She stood in the crowd, like a snow lotus blooming in the cold winter, pure and beautiful, making people not want to look away.

As soon as Qiu Ziyue stepped off her horse, she attracted the attention of everyone around her.

People stopped in their tracks and exclaimed in unison.

"Wow, how beautiful! Whose wife is this?"

"Isn't this Qiu Ziyue, the three-time champion of the last Qin Jian competition? She's so beautiful!"

"Yes, she is not only exceptionally skilled at playing the zither, but also a first-rate swordsman."

murmurs arose from the crowd, their eyes filled with admiration and praise.

Qiu Ziyue had lost all her memory. She didn't know what everyone was saying and seemed unconcerned about their stares. She just stood there quietly, as if the surrounding noise had nothing to do with her.

Despite being surrounded by onlookers, Qiu Ziyue maintained a composed demeanor.

She slightly raised her head, gently straightened her clothes, and wore a faint smile, appearing both noble and approachable.

A child stepped forward and said, "Sister Qiu, it's been a long time! You're still as charming as ever, it's truly admirable."

Qiu Ziyue asked, puzzled, "Have you seen me before?"

The child replied with a smile, "Sister, have you forgotten? You won the three-time championship in the zither and sword competition. It's truly admirable."

Among the crowd, some people were whispering about Qiu Ziyue's legendary story.

"During the last martial arts competition, your playing of the zither and your dancing were superb skills, and your swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, unmatched by anyone."

"Yes, she is not only outstanding in appearance, but also in talent that is beyond the reach of others."

Qiu Ziyue heard these words but didn't know what was going on.

Seeing this, Leng Feng said, "Everyone, you've mistaken me for someone else. This is my wife, not the Miss Qiu you're talking about. Everyone, please disperse."

As the crowd gradually dispersed, Qiu Ziyue continued walking forward, while many people around her were still whispering among themselves.

"What's going on? Could it be that they really mistook me for someone else?"

Just as the crowd gathered around Qiu Ziyue to watch, two guests were sitting in a private room of a xiaolongbao (soup dumpling) shop upstairs: Yin Lihen and Qi Yuxuan.

Since Qiu Ziyue disappeared, Qi Yuxuan has been dragging Yin Lihen to eat xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) almost every morning. He can't forget the note Qiu Ziyue left saying that she would treat him to xiaolongbao.

"Yuxuan, look! Ziyue, that looks like your Ziyue."

Yin Lihen enjoyed watching a spectacle, and he was puzzled to find that there were so many people gathered around a window in the upstairs private room that was angled towards Qiu Ziyue and the others.

Later, he saw a beautiful woman get off the sedan chair, but he only saw her back.

Then, he heard the crowd talking about a three-time champion in the zither and sword competition, and about Miss Qiu Ziyue, which filled him with curiosity.

At this moment, Qi Yuxuan was eating a steamed bun with his head down. Qiu Ziyue's disappearance made him uninterested in the lively atmosphere outside.

When Qi Yuxuan heard Yin Lihen mention Ziyue, he quickly glanced downstairs.

At this moment, Qiu Ziyue and Leng Feng had already entered a shop downstairs.

"What's all the fuss about? You're always so eccentric, are you alright? Lihen," Qi Yuxuan said.

"Yu Xuan, I'm not talking about you, but if you really want to find Zi Yue, don't miss any opportunity," Yin Lihen reminded him.

"Okay, let's go downstairs and take a look."

Qi Yuxuan and Yin Lihen hurried down the stairs, their hearts filled with anxiety.

"I hope we make it in time," Qi Yuxuan said in a low voice, his tone tinged with worry.

Yin Lihen nodded, his pace not slowing: "We must find them as soon as possible."

The two quickly crossed the bustling street, the cold winter wind howling past, but they paid no heed to it.

They arrived at the gate of Hongyue Tower.

The building was brightly lit and bustling with activity, clearly indicating that business was booming.

Upon entering Hongyue Tower, Qi Yuxuan and Yin Lihen went straight to the counter and found a busy waiter.

"Waiter," Qi Yuxuan asked, "did you see a couple coming here to eat? The woman was wearing a white fur coat, and the man was wearing a black robe."

The waiter looked up, glanced at the two people, and then nodded: "There is indeed such a couple of customers; they just arrived."

Yin Lihen pressed on, "Which room are they in? We are their friends and would like to see them."

The waiter thought for a moment and replied, "They are in a private room on the second floor. Please follow me, I will take you there."

The waiter led Qi Yuxuan and Yin Lihen up to the second floor, through the corridor, and to the door of a private room with red lanterns hanging in the air.

He knocked gently on the door, then pushed it open, gesturing for the two to come in.

The private room was elegantly and warmly decorated, with the table laden with exquisite dishes.

Qiu Ziyue and Leng Feng were sitting at the table, talking in hushed tones.

Hearing the door open, both of them turned to look.

Twilight Sparkle!

Qi Yuxuan and Yin Lihen shouted in unison, their faces showing joy.

Qiu Ziyue stood up, but her eyes were filled with confusion.

She looked at the two people in front of her, frowned, and asked, "Do you... know me?"

Qi Yuxuan was stunned; he hadn't expected Qiu Ziyue to ask that question.

He stepped forward, looking somewhat confused and worried, and said, "Don't you recognize me? I'm Yu Xuan."

Qiu Ziyue shook her head, a hint of unease in her eyes: "I'm sorry, I don't seem to remember you... My head hurts a little."

"Young masters, you have mistaken me for someone else."

Just as the atmosphere became awkward, Leng Feng slowly stood up. At this moment, he had removed his disguise and revealed his true face.

Qi Yuxuan and Yin Lihen were both stunned; they had never seen him look like this before.

Yelü Chengyuan smiled slightly, his tone calm but firm: "It seems you have mistaken me for someone else. This is my wife, Yelü Xueqing, not Qiu Ziyue as you say."

Qi Yuxuan and Yin Lihen exchanged a glance, their faces full of confusion.

Yin Lihen broke the silence first: "How is this possible? She looks exactly like Qiu Ziyue."

Yelü Chengyuan gently held Qiu Ziyue's hand and looked at her tenderly: "Xueqing, sit down and rest for a while, don't overwork yourself."

Qiu Ziyue obediently sat down, but her eyes remained blank, as if she was trying to recall something.

Qi Yuxuan and Yin Lihen stood there, their hearts filled with doubt.

They found it hard to believe that the woman in front of them wasn't Qiu Ziyue. After all, she looked exactly the same, but her clothes, eyes, and tone of voice were different.

"Perhaps we really have made a mistake."

Qi Yuxuan said in a low voice, although he was unwilling to admit it.

Yin Lihen nodded: "However, this coincidence is too strange. Should we ask her for some more details?"

Qi Yuxuan hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to speak: "Miss, could you tell us something about yourself? Maybe it can help us confirm your identity."

Qiu Ziyue raised her head, her gaze still blank: "I... I don't remember much. I only know that my name is Yelü Xueqing, and everything else is very vague."

Qi Yuxuan and Yin Lihen looked at each other, their doubts not completely dissipated.

But they could also sense Yelü Xueqing's confusion and pain.

Yelü Chengyuan watched all this quietly from the side, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

“In any case,” Yelü Chengyuan said, “my wife needs to rest now. Please leave.”

Qi Yuxuan and Yin Lihen nodded. Although they still had doubts, they did not want to disturb the couple any further.

They left the private room silently, their hearts filled with confusion and bewilderment.

As Qiu Ziyue watched their retreating figures, a strange sense of familiarity welled up inside her, as if she had truly had those memories before, yet she couldn't quite grasp the specific fragments.

To be continued in the next chapter.