Qianhe Liyou left, leaving Anhui and Sang Zixin behind. Sang Zixin stared at Qianhe Liyou’s disappearing figure in a daze. While Anhui glared at Sang Zixin, a murderous expression flashed across his face. He wanted to kill because this person could harm the Empress. He did not want any existence that could pose a threat to the Empress, especially a person who could poison her at any time. But, he knew that he could not act. The Empress naturally had her intentions to keep this person and he could not disobey the Empress’ orders.
“This da-ren, if your Lord has nothing, this servant will withdraw first.” Sang Zixin retracted his gaze upon noticing the other’s stare on him. Awkwardly lowering his head, he moved to step back.
Da-ren: honorific name for the government officials/someone of higher rank
“As the Empress’ favorite male pet, even if you are a servant, you are the Empress’ servant, not mine. Do not belittle your own identity!” Although the term male pet was a very lowly and humble position, it all depended on who the male pet was. As the Empress, even if he were to have no status, it was considered an honor. Anhui would not allow him to degrade this identity so easily!
Sang Zixin looked up at this man in front of him with surprise, but could not see any trace of expression on that cold face. He could only secretly keep the other party’s words to heart.
After speaking this sentence, Anhui no longer stayed. In a few dark flashes, he disappeared from Sang Zixin’s eyes. Sang Zixin gasped in shock, surmising that the other party was a secret guard protecting the Empress. He had grown up in the Imperial palace and naturally knew that in the Imperial family, people would always have guards protecting them in the dark. He personally thought that as the Empress’ secret guard, this young man’s martial arts was very high-level. If he had such good martial arts, he would probably not ever be bullied again.
Early in the morning, Qianhe Liyou opened her eyes, looking as if she had not even fallen asleep. Her eyes were deep and dark, yet bright. Next to her was the still-asleep Luo Weiqing, his hair entangled in the blankets. At the same time, Qianhe Liyou slightly moved, her movements accidentally involving Luo Weiqing, who slowly opened his eyes. There seemed to be a dark shadow in front of his face, and Qianhe Liyou’s face came into view.
“Empress…” Luo Weiqing sat up in surprise but was quickly pressed down by Qianhe Liyou halfway through his actions, his words blocked by those lips.
“Sleep a bit more, zhen is heading to court…”Qianhe Liyou finally ended the kiss before Luo Weiqing suffocated from her passion. Seeing Luo Weiqing’s bashful look, the corner of her mouth raised slightly.
She had come back and fell asleep after going outside last night. She had taken off her outer robes and put it to the side. Getting up, she picked up her outer robes. Before she could buckle the belt, she felt a pair of gentle hands behind her helping her to tie the belt up instead, that warm fragrance still carrying a trace of her scent.
“Empress, this consort will help change Your Majesty’s robes.” Luo Weiqing hurriedly pulled on an overcoat and then gently arranged the robes for Qianhe Liyou.
The robes were quickly adorned and Qianhe Liyou clutched Luo Weiqign’s withdrawing hand, printing a light peck onto it, “Rest. Zhen will come to visit you when there is time.”
“Empress should also pay attention to one’s health.” Luo Weiqing bowed his chin, happy at the rare show of gentleness from Qianhe Liyou
Qianhe Liyou stopped talking but stretched out her hand to caress the wound on Weiqing’s neck. It was her bite marks and stayed in the same place each time. It proved that this person belonged to her.
Luo Weiqing flinched, raising his gaze, but those eyes were full of warmth.
Qianhe Liyou tapped the wound lightly and Luo Weiqing was surprised to find himself thrust into a warm embrace. He was laid onto the bed in a blink of an eye. Qianhe Liyou swiftly pulled the quilt over him, nodding slightly. With a wicked smirk, she left the giddy Luo Weiqing behind. Although he was a little tired, he could not sleep.
Above, at the Imperial Court, everyone quarreled for a long time over how the Sang Empire’s envoys should be dealt with. Some ministers advised that they were directly imprisoned while others said that they could not directly behead the envoys and ignite anger between the two countries, instead suggesting they be let go. It wasn’t until Qianhe Liyou spoke and asked them to leave immediately, that the bickering and squabbling came to a halt. Then, the rest of the ministers started discussing the next matter at hand, with no rebuttals to Qianhe Liyou’s prior order.
Afterward, Qianhe Liyou also addressed the famine, mountain bandit, and robber issues. There were also the matters of sea pirates, and as such, the Border Defense Navy was dispatched. Other than those minor issues, almost all of the remaining time was spent on discussing the usage of troops in the upcoming war, the various possibilities of battles between the two countries, strategic deployment, the people’s livelihoods, and other military affairs—When discussing each stage, many people fiercely argued with each other, but Qianhe Liyou did not stop anyone and remained silent.
In the end, everyone bickered until they felt they were getting nowhere and stopped, looking towards the Empress.
“No longer quarreling?” Qianhe Liyou spoke in a cool voice. Truthfully, it was actually quite interesting to watch them arguing and she could learn from it…she had lived for tens of thousands of years, but her knowledge was not comprehensive. Her familiarity with this empire and handling Imperial court politics were almost all experiences drawn from Qianhe Liyou’s original memories, in addition to her own understanding. Naturally, there were some things she did not know of. For example, these various court ministers that had been previously neglected by ‘Qianhe Liyou’, now that they had been reappointed and listened to, she learned many things she had not known before.
“This minister is panicked.”
“Court is dismissed. War is not just talking about soldiers and strategies on paper. Do what you need to do, and attend to the details later…” After the war had broken out, the victory had been too easy and these people would naturally not feel ‘pain’. Those who died on the battlefield would only become numbers in the reports. These courtiers and ministers would not be able to understand the real horrors of war, no matter how much this bloodshed was emphasized. They had never set foot onto the bloody battlefields, herself included.
“Yes, this minister obeys.”
After morning court was dispersed, Qianhe Liyou wanted to head over to Fengqing palace to visit Luo Weiqing stopped halfway, waving everyone to withdraw.
“Come out.” Qianhe you lightly spoke to the air.
The air distorted and a snow-white Feng Xue materialized in front of Qianhe Liyou, his draping white-hair floating slightly and hovering in the air. At this moment, a word suddenly came to Qianhe Liyou’s mind—a dream.
“Master, Feng Xue has returned.” There was a touch of joy between Feng Xue’s brows and joy in his striking, gray eyes.
Qianhe Liyou analyzed Feng Xue’s appearance with a surprised glance. She felt that Feng Xue seemed to look a little different. This was no longer the same man who had been trapped in the brothel, groveling in despair and sorrow. Now he was more indescribable and amorous, looking very mature…
“Feng Xue, you are different…” She had originally wanted to say that he had grown up, but this little fox demon was more than 300 years old. Those words would have been strange, so she temporarily changed her words and said ‘different’ instead.
Qianhe Liyou left, leaving Anhui and Sang Zixin behind. Sang Zixin stared at Qianhe Liyou’s disappearing figure in a daze. While Anhui glared at Sang Zixin, a murderous expression flashed across his face. He wanted to kill because this person could harm the Empress. He did not want any existence that could pose a threat to the Empress, especially a person who could poison her at any time. But, he knew that he could not act. The Empress naturally had her intentions to keep this person and he could not disobey the Empress’ orders.
“This da-ren, if your Lord has nothing, this servant will withdraw first.” Sang Zixin retracted his gaze upon noticing the other’s stare on him. Awkwardly lowering his head, he moved to step back.
Da-ren: honorific name for the government officials/someone of higher rank
“As the Empress’ favorite male pet, even if you are a servant, you are the Empress’ servant, not mine. Do not belittle your own identity!” Although the term male pet was a very lowly and humble position, it all depended on who the male pet was. As the Empress, even if he were to have no status, it was considered an honor. Anhui would not allow him to degrade this identity so easily!
Sang Zixin looked up at this man in front of him with surprise, but could not see any trace of expression on that cold face. He could only secretly keep the other party’s words to heart.
After speaking this sentence, Anhui no longer stayed. In a few dark flashes, he disappeared from Sang Zixin’s eyes. Sang Zixin gasped in shock, surmising that the other party was a secret guard protecting the Empress. He had grown up in the Imperial palace and naturally knew that in the Imperial family, people would always have guards protecting them in the dark. He personally thought that as the Empress’ secret guard, this young man’s martial arts was very high-level. If he had such good martial arts, he would probably not ever be bullied again.
Early in the morning, Qianhe Liyou opened her eyes, looking as if she had not even fallen asleep. Her eyes were deep and dark, yet bright. Next to her was the still-asleep Luo Weiqing, his hair entangled in the blankets. At the same time, Qianhe Liyou slightly moved, her movements accidentally involving Luo Weiqing, who slowly opened his eyes. There seemed to be a dark shadow in front of his face, and Qianhe Liyou’s face came into view.
“Empress…” Luo Weiqing sat up in surprise but was quickly pressed down by Qianhe Liyou halfway through his actions, his words blocked by those lips.
“Sleep a bit more, zhen is heading to court…”Qianhe Liyou finally ended the kiss before Luo Weiqing suffocated from her passion. Seeing Luo Weiqing’s bashful look, the corner of her mouth raised slightly.
She had come back and fell asleep after going outside last night. She had taken off her outer robes and put it to the side. Getting up, she picked up her outer robes. Before she could buckle the belt, she felt a pair of gentle hands behind her helping her to tie the belt up instead, that warm fragrance still carrying a trace of her scent.
“Empress, this consort will help change Your Majesty’s robes.” Luo Weiqing hurriedly pulled on an overcoat and then gently arranged the robes for Qianhe Liyou.
The robes were quickly adorned and Qianhe Liyou clutched Luo Weiqign’s withdrawing hand, printing a light peck onto it, “Rest. Zhen will come to visit you when there is time.”
“Empress should also pay attention to one’s health.” Luo Weiqing bowed his chin, happy at the rare show of gentleness from Qianhe Liyou
Qianhe Liyou stopped talking but stretched out her hand to caress the wound on Weiqing’s neck. It was her bite marks and stayed in the same place each time. It proved that this person belonged to her.
Luo Weiqing flinched, raising his gaze, but those eyes were full of warmth.
Qianhe Liyou tapped the wound lightly and Luo Weiqing was surprised to find himself thrust into a warm embrace. He was laid onto the bed in a blink of an eye. Qianhe Liyou swiftly pulled the quilt over him, nodding slightly. With a wicked smirk, she left the giddy Luo Weiqing behind. Although he was a little tired, he could not sleep.
Above, at the Imperial Court, everyone quarreled for a long time over how the Sang Empire’s envoys should be dealt with. Some ministers advised that they were directly imprisoned while others said that they could not directly behead the envoys and ignite anger between the two countries, instead suggesting they be let go. It wasn’t until Qianhe Liyou spoke and asked them to leave immediately, that the bickering and squabbling came to a halt. Then, the rest of the ministers started discussing the next matter at hand, with no rebuttals to Qianhe Liyou’s prior order.
Afterward, Qianhe Liyou also addressed the famine, mountain bandit, and robber issues. There were also the matters of sea pirates, and as such, the Border Defense Navy was dispatched. Other than those minor issues, almost all of the remaining time was spent on discussing the usage of troops in the upcoming war, the various possibilities of battles between the two countries, strategic deployment, the people’s livelihoods, and other military affairs—When discussing each stage, many people fiercely argued with each other, but Qianhe Liyou did not stop anyone and remained silent.
In the end, everyone bickered until they felt they were getting nowhere and stopped, looking towards the Empress.
“No longer quarreling?” Qianhe Liyou spoke in a cool voice. Truthfully, it was actually quite interesting to watch them arguing and she could learn from it…she had lived for tens of thousands of years, but her knowledge was not comprehensive. Her familiarity with this empire and handling Imperial court politics were almost all experiences drawn from Qianhe Liyou’s original memories, in addition to her own understanding. Naturally, there were some things she did not know of. For example, these various court ministers that had been previously neglected by ‘Qianhe Liyou’, now that they had been reappointed and listened to, she learned many things she had not known before.
“This minister is panicked.”
“Court is dismissed. War is not just talking about soldiers and strategies on paper. Do what you need to do, and attend to the details later…” After the war had broken out, the victory had been too easy and these people would naturally not feel ‘pain’. Those who died on the battlefield would only become numbers in the reports. These courtiers and ministers would not be able to understand the real horrors of war, no matter how much this bloodshed was emphasized. They had never set foot onto the bloody battlefields, herself included.
“Yes, this minister obeys.”
After morning court was dispersed, Qianhe Liyou wanted to head over to Fengqing palace to visit Luo Weiqing stopped halfway, waving everyone to withdraw.
“Come out.” Qianhe you lightly spoke to the air.
The air distorted and a snow-white Feng Xue materialized in front of Qianhe Liyou, his draping white-hair floating slightly and hovering in the air. At this moment, a word suddenly came to Qianhe Liyou’s mind—a dream.
“Master, Feng Xue has returned.” There was a touch of joy between Feng Xue’s brows and joy in his striking, gray eyes.
Qianhe Liyou analyzed Feng Xue’s appearance with a surprised glance. She felt that Feng Xue seemed to look a little different. This was no longer the same man who had been trapped in the brothel, groveling in despair and sorrow. Now he was more indescribable and amorous, looking very mature…
“Feng Xue, you are different…” She had originally wanted to say that he had grown up, but this little fox demon was more than 300 years old. Those words would have been strange, so she temporarily changed her words and said ‘different’ instead.
