Her Majesty, who had been waiting for more than a year, finally woke up. Song Junzhan locked his eyes on her, unwilling to look away for a moment.

More than a year, more than four hundred days and nights.

Every day when he came here, he would see her unconscious. He would test her every day to make sure she was still breathing before he could insist on going to court.

I couldn't sleep all night long, and finally fell asleep, hoping to see her in my dreams, but I never dreamed of her, never.

He had imagined the scene of sitting and chatting with her like this countless times, and now it finally happened.

Xiao Li sighed inwardly, knowing that he had scared someone.

"Hongyue, it's getting late, serve the meal."

In order to protect the sleeping Xiao Li, Hongyue and the others set up a kitchen in the back and strictly selected people to come in, so even if Xiao Li woke up and served food now, no one outside would notice.

Two people dining at one table, the dishes are not exaggerated.

Song Junzhan took over Hongyue's job and served the food to Xiao Li himself. He only picked up his chopsticks after Xiao Li started eating.

This moment was so warm that he even had the illusion that he and His Majesty were husband and wife.

If that's true... then I'll have no regrets in this life.

But he knew in his heart that he was the only one who was ready to devote his life to His Majesty, and that His Majesty did not belong to him...

There was a bowl of soup in front of him, served by Lou Yan who appeared out of nowhere.

That hostile look was sinister and dark, full of murderous intent, as if it was clearly written: I poisoned it.

Song Junzhan: ...childish.

He picked up the soup and drank it naturally.

He actually hoped that Lou Yan had really poisoned him, so that he could easily deal with this powerful enemy.

But it was obvious that Lou Yan was not that stupid. After drinking a bowl of soup, nothing happened.

Lou Yan stood beside Xiao Li and served her food, completely blocking Song Junzhan's chance to perform.

Red Moon, Blue Moon: "..."

It's so annoying day by day. They should be the ones closest to His Majesty!

It’s fine if they’re competing for favor, but why should we exclude them?

Song Junzhan stayed in the palace until it was completely dark, still reluctant to leave.

But he cannot stay here without your majesty's permission.

"His Majesty......"

He wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

Xiao Li looked at him: "Hmm?"

Song Junzhan was too shy to say anything too reckless, so he could only bow his head and say, "Your Majesty, please have a good rest. I will take my leave."

How could Xiao Li not know what he was thinking, but she said nothing and watched him leave.

After the person disappeared, I raised my hand to get some tea, but unexpectedly I felt a warm palm.

Turning around, I saw Lou Yan respectfully handing over a cup of tea.

Xiao Li took it and took a sip, but he didn't say anything and she ignored him.

Ask Yang Jun to bring the memorial over so that she can take a look at it when she has time.

Lan Yue advised: "Your Majesty has just woken up, so don't get too tired. Or should we ask the imperial physician to check?"

They were still worried about Xiao Li's health, after all, he had been sleeping for more than a year.

Xiao Li pinched her cheek and said, "It's okay. I know what I'm doing."

No one knows her body better than herself.

Although she had been in a coma for over a year, they took very good care of her. Her injuries had healed, she looked healthy, and she hadn't even lost weight. What could be wrong?

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Lan Yue stopped talking. She was just worried, but she couldn't force His Majesty.

The memorials allowed Xiao Li to know what was happening in the court more quickly. Although she didn't care about the country at first, she felt a sense of accomplishment when she saw such a huge foundation being built and prospering.

She knew that something would happen to her, so she had already set the direction of the country early on. Song Junzhan developed almost according to her idea. Two years was enough to lay a good foundation.

Xiao Li saw Wang Yizhuo's memorial. She was the only official for whom Xiao Li gave a fixed growth path.

After the last imperial examination, her official position was seventh-rank editor. After that, as long as she performed well, she would be promoted to Director of the Ministry of Revenue, Doctor of the Ministry of Rites, Doctor of the Ministry of Personnel, Doctor of the Ministry of Punishments, and finally Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel.

Xiao Li wants to bring her up step by step so that she can accumulate enough experience and abilities.

The three ministries of rites, officials and punishments also laid the foundation for women in later times. Women were not limited to civil affairs, but could work in every department, with the most capable ones taking up the posts.

The Minister of Personnel was the highest position Xiao Li set for her, but it was not Wang Yizhuo's own highest position.

Whether she can climb up to the first or second rank official position depends entirely on herself.

And now she has become a doctor in the Ministry of Rites.

Next to it was a booklet that specifically counted the number of women serving as officials. There were thirty-four of them in total. Except for the highest-ranking one, Wang Yizu, the rest were minor managers in various factories.

It records in detail their age, background, function, personality and performance.

Xiao Li probably guessed who had compiled the numbers in this booklet. He turned to the last page and saw, as expected, the three words "Wang Wanqing" were written on the last page.

Wang Wanqing led a team of secretarial officials, responsible for organizing and classifying memorials. They are still similar to the previous female officials, not real court officials.

Xiao Li planned to send Wang Wanqing to the next imperial examination. Such a good seedling must be given a legitimate official position.

After watching for more than an hour, Xiao Li probably knew all the information he wanted to know.

Just when he felt his neck was a little tired, a pair of hands came up and massaged it with moderate force. Xiao Li instantly closed his eyes in comfort.

After the pain subsided, Xiao Li patted his hand and said, "That's enough."

Lou Yan withdrew his hand and leaned forward: "Your Majesty, would you like to take a bath?"

Xiao Li turned his head slightly and saw a beautiful chest.

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