Chapter 1470: 1470: Going to Chang'an

Chapter 1470: Chapter 1470: Going to Chang’an

Luo Ziling was on the phone while Luo Yuqing stood to the side eavesdropping.

After Luo Ziling hung up, Luo Yuqing quietly asked, “You’re planning to go to Chang’an to find Yang Qingyin?”

“Yes,” Luo Ziling, who had already booked the next available flight, said, “I’m going to Chang’an to find her and settle this face-to-face.”

“Why not wait until she comes back to talk about it?”

“I can’t wait,” Luo Ziling said as he started washing his face and shaving. “In a while, tell Mom for me that I’m taking a flight at noon to Chang’an. If anything comes up, she can call me.”

“Why? You can tell her yourself!” Luo Yuqing grumbled discontentedly, “Why should I clean up after you for these ridiculous things you’re doing?”

“Because you’re my sister,” Luo Ziling quickly finished washing his face and shaving.

After thinking for a moment, he rushed to the showerhead to wash his hair.

Luo Yuqing sighed and stepped forward to help him out.

“Fine, since I’m your sister, I have no choice but to clean up your messes. By the way, I heard from Wang Zhenjun that after Yang Qingyin and Ye Xiaoli got to Chang’an, they lost contact. How are you going to find them?”

“I’ll do my best to look for them.”

“Haha, with Wang Zhenjun and Yang Xiaodong helping, you should be able to find them,” Luo Yuqing said while helping Luo Ziling wash his hair. “Anyway, good luck to you. Honestly, I do hope Yang Qingyin becomes my sister-in-law.”

“I’m not taking them along; I’m going alone,” Luo Ziling mumbled, “And don’t tell Mom why I’m going; just say I have something to do.”

“Do you really think you can hide it from her?” Luo Yuqing looked at him with disdain, “Besides, will she even let you go out without bodyguards?”

“Just wait until tonight to mention it, and say you don’t know where I went either!”

“Talking to someone like you is exhausting.” Despite saying that, Luo Yuqing patiently continued helping Luo Ziling wash his hair.

After washing it, she even dried his hair for him.

As she was blow-drying his hair, the door of the dorm room opened, and Li Fuming, who had gone out early in the morning, walked in.

Seeing Luo Yuqing drying Luo Ziling’s hair, Li Fuming was startled.

“What’s going on here…?”

Li Fuming still didn’t know that Luo Yuqing was Luo Ziling’s sister.

“None of your damn business,” Luo Yuqing said, feeling irritated. Seeing Li Fuming’s annoying expression, she couldn’t help but snap at him.

“Ah, alright then, I’ll leave you two alone. I won’t come back to bother you tonight,” Li Fuming said before slamming the door shut.

Luo Ziling couldn’t help but laugh bitterly, but Luo Yuqing wasn’t fazed.

After finishing blow-drying his hair, she personally picked out clothes for him and helped him pack his luggage.

“You’d make a good wife and mother,” Luo Ziling joked, his mood much improved.

“Too bad someone doesn’t have the luck to marry me,” Luo Yuqing rolled her eyes at him and reminded him, “Don’t forget to bring me back a gift.”

Luo Ziling naturally agreed.

Luo Yuqing suddenly changed her mind. “I heard that around the Lantern Festival, there are lively lantern fairs in Chang’an. Maybe I’ll come over to check it out. If I do, whether or not you’ve found Yang Qingyin, you’ll have to keep me company, how about that?”

“Alright,” Luo Ziling agreed.

This finally satisfied Luo Yuqing.

After packing his luggage, Luo Ziling took the subway directly to Yanjing Airport, grabbing a quick bite for breakfast while waiting for the train.

Luo Yuqing dropped him off at the subway station and then left.

After more than an hour on the subway, Luo Ziling arrived at Yanjing Airport.

There was less than an hour left until boarding time.

It was during the Spring Festival travel rush, so flight tickets were not discounted, and the airport was packed with people. Luo Ziling had to stand in a long line to get through security.

By the time he passed through security, boarding had already started.

Luo Ziling turned off his phone, dragged his luggage along, and boarded the Airbus 320 heading to Chang’an’s Xianyang Airport.

The flight took off half an hour late. As the plane taxied on the runway and began ascending into the blue sky, Luo Ziling silently prayed that he could meet Yang Qingyin as soon as possible, clear things up, and wait for her decision.

The plane landed at Xianyang International Airport around 3:30 in the afternoon.

After getting off the plane, Luo Ziling, visiting this famous ancient capital for the first time, habitually took out his phone and dialed the numbers for Yang Qingyin and Ye Xiaoli. As expected, neither phone could be reached.

He sent them both texts and WeChat messages, but Luo Ziling knew they wouldn’t reply, and they probably wouldn’t even receive the messages.

Just as he finished sending the messages, a call from Ling Ruonan came in.

Ling Ruonan’s voice sounded normal and concerned. She asked, “Ling’er, have you landed?”

“Mom, I just got off the plane. I’ll be back in a few days, so don’t worry about me. If anything comes up, I’ll contact you.”

“Alright, take care of yourself over there, and let me know if you need anything,” she said warmly.

“Got it,” Luo Ziling replied without saying much more and hung up the call.

He had several unread WeChat messages—Cao Jianhui, Li Fuming, and Wu Longjiang all asking curiously about his relationship with Luo Yuqing—but Luo Ziling didn’t reply. There was also a message from Ouyang Feifei, asking if he had really gone to Chang’an to find Yang Qingyin.

Luo Ziling still didn’t respond.

Putting his phone away, Luo Ziling took an airport shuttle bus to the area near the Bell Tower.

On the way to the city, he booked a hotel near the Bell Tower using his phone.

The area around the Bell Tower and Drum Tower was the busiest part of Chang’an City, and Luo Ziling thought the chances of encountering Yang Qingyin there would be greater.

After an hour-long ride, the airport bus arrived at the Bell Tower stop.

By the time he checked into the hotel, it was nearly five o’clock.

Chang’an’s nights came later than Yanjing’s. At this time, Yanjing would already be shrouded in twilight, but Chang’an City was still bright, with the sun just above the horizon. After dropping off his luggage, Luo Ziling took the opportunity to stroll around the Bell Tower and Drum Tower before dusk.

Around the Lantern Festival, Chang’an was crowded with tourists, especially near the Bell Tower and Drum Tower, where it was packed with people.

The clothes Luo Yuqing had chosen for him were bright in color, so as soon as he appeared in public, he became the center of attention.

Young women, in particular, cast curious glances his way, and some bold ones even came up to ask for his contact information. However, Luo Ziling wasn’t interested in meeting anyone, and he politely declined any advances.

Luo Ziling had initially thought that finding Yang Qingyin in Chang’an wouldn’t be difficult because their striking appearances would make them easy to spot from a great distance.

But seeing the sea of tourists, where even the underground passage beneath the Bell Tower was crowded, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of despair.

The chances of running into Yang Qingyin were, indeed, slim.