King Jing was completely stunned. This, this, this... is this true or false?
His heart was pounding, and he was frightened by Su Juan. He never cared much about the affairs of the rear house, so this was not allowed, right?
They are obviously not related at all, so they are not suitable!
The old emperor, supported by the eunuchs, sat on the dragon throne. His eyes passed over the group of people kneeling below and fell precisely on Su Juan who was at the back.
I am old after all, and I don’t understand what these young people are thinking.
The one who married Su Juan was obviously Song Qianfan, how could she be married to Song Qianhang......
The old emperor shook his head repeatedly.
...
When the court was dismissed that day, Liu Miaoqing appeared and Su Juan realized that from that day on, she would start working in the Ministry of Revenue and was of the same sixth rank as Su Juan.
Su Juan was naturally happy for Liu Miaoqing because she was able to get what she wished for. After all, her previous two wishes had been difficult to fulfill.
But now, she has achieved what she wanted, which implies that things are moving in a good direction.
Liu Miaoqing frowned slightly, took the booklet and handed it to Su Juan, "Juan, please help me take a look, I don't quite understand this."
Su Juan came over and said, "Let me see..."
The two of them stood very close to each other and spoke in low voices, so as not to disturb others.
However, the eyes of these other people were as big as bells, and their ears stood up: It’s exciting!
It's convenient for this person to work in the Ministry of Revenue. He doesn't have to rely on hearsay and can directly see anything.
The rumors are indeed true. Gosh, they look really good together.
Feeling someone was staring at her, Su Juan looked back. Everyone quickly looked away and went about their own business, some going out and some getting things.
Su Juan then turned around and continued talking to Liu Miaoqing.
However, after a while, she quickly turned around and saw that everyone was busy with their own things. [It felt like someone was watching her? ]
Someone coughed lightly. This official was too sensitive, so they looked at him twice.
Liu Miaoqing looked puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Su Juan shook her head, "It's okay."
She looked suspicious, [Is it an illusion?]
Liu Miaoqing: “?”
However, just after the two turned around, Su Juan felt that someone was looking at her again. This kind of gaze could not be ignored. It was especially like the gaze of someone on the stage watching a play, and it was a bit creepy.
This feeling lasted for several hours. Before finishing her work, she ran away and went to the Mansion of the Minister of the Central Secretariat.
Liu Miaoqing was reading the notebook she had just bought yesterday, listening to Su Juan complaining about recent events and smiling from time to time.
"You and I are both from the sixth rank, so why don't you have to go to court?" Su Juan's dissatisfaction was about to overflow from her heart.
[I said that the old emperor was targeting me. None of the people with the surname Song are good.]
Liu Miaoqing smiled, knowing that the emperor wanted to keep an eye on Su Juan every day so that he could know what was in her heart. "Your Majesty values you. If I were you, I would be so happy that I couldn't sleep at night."
Su Juan curled her lips and lay back on the chair, "You are interested in the court and want to do something big, so I am naturally happy."
[But if I can sit, I don’t want to stand; if I can lie down, I don’t want to sit. If I were the old emperor, and I could sit on that dragon throne every day, I would certainly be happy to attend court! ]
Liu Miaoqing: “…” Fortunately, these words were not heard by others, otherwise, Ajuan’s head would be in danger.
[Not to mention one or two hours, I would be happy to sit there for a whole day...]
Liu Miaoqing shifted her gaze from the book and glanced at Su Juan. She didn't believe what she said anyway.
If she were really asked to sit on it, she would probably complain bitterly.
[It's made of golden nanmu wood. If I sleep on it, I'm afraid I'll wake up with a smile in my eyes even in my dreams.]
Liu Miaoqing: That is possible.
She looked at Su Juan and thought: I wish I were Su Juan.
She also wanted to attend court, but a hundred years ago, there was a rule in the court that only those above the fourth rank could enter the Golden Palace for court meetings. The rest, unless the emperor gave his personal permission, could only wait outside for the order even if they had something to report.
But she firmly believed that one day, she would have her own place in the golden palace.
As Liu Miaoqing was thinking, she heard Su Juan's inner thoughts, "I wish I were Miaoqing..."
Liu Miaoqing was puzzled. What was so good about herself?
Su Juan looked at Liu Miaoqing with envy: [You have parents who love you, no worries about food and clothing, and you live a comfortable life. If you want to get married, you can get married. Even if you don't get married for the rest of your life, with the Minister of the Central Secretariat here, no one dares to say anything.]
Hearing this, Liu Miaoqing was slightly stunned, remembering what she had seen and heard at the Su Mansion the day before. None of the young masters and young ladies in the mansion came to greet her. Even her own father, Master Su, showed up very late, said a few words and left.
Mrs. Su seems to be caring, but she is not the biological mother after all. It can be guessed that it is only because of Su Juan's specialness that the Su family is no longer just a wealthy business family. All the courtesy is because of profitability.
She had never thought that these things that she took for granted were actually things that others could not even ask for, and she suddenly felt sorry for Su Juan.
"Ajuan, the Su Mansion is far away, and it is inconvenient for you to go to court on weekdays. If you don't mind, just come to my place. There are many courtyards in the mansion. I will have someone clean up a courtyard..."
Su Juan waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no..."
Liu Miaoqing put down the notebook and held her hand, "Ajuan, you don't have to be polite to me. I usually stay alone. If you can come and accompany me, I will be happier."
She has always felt guilty. Su Juan treated her sincerely, but she could not treat her with the same sincerity.
If I could help Su Juan, I would feel better.
Su Juan blinked, [I didn't say I had to be polite? ]
Liu Miaoqing: “?”
[I just want to say, there is no need to clean up a yard, it is too troublesome, I live in the same yard with you, and I just need a bed to sleep on. ]
Liu Miaoqing: “…” It seems I am being too polite.
"If you're worried about being too extravagant, there's another room in my yard. I'll have someone clean it up and you can move in tomorrow."
Su Juan's eyes were blurred with tears. She held Liu Miaoqing's hand with her backhand and said, "Miaoqing, you are so kind to me. If I were the old emperor, I would definitely ensure that you would have a successful career and stay by my side to assist me."
Liu Miaoqing laughed, "You are exaggerating."
If you were His Majesty, I would not hold this position. It would be too much trouble to assist you.
Su Juan wiped her tears and caught a glimpse of the notebook Liu Miaoqing had just put down. A few words caught her eye, "......"
[Oh my god, why is Liu Miaoqing looking at this? ! ]
Liu Miaoqing followed Su Juan's gaze, picked up the notebook in her hand again, and said, "I think this notebook is quite interesting. Do you want to take a look?"
As she said this, she was about to give it to Su Juan.
【Oh my god...】
Su Juan's face flushed and she laughed dryly, "No, no, I remembered I have something else to do, I'll leave first..."
Liu Miaoqing was surprised, "Didn't you say you wanted to stay for dinner?"
Su Juan climbed up from the recliner and picked up the official hat that he had placed beside him. "Haha, no no! I'll leave now."
【Save my life! 】
Seeing Liu Miaoqing was about to stand up to see her off, she quickly stopped him, "No need to see me off! No need to see me off..."
After saying that, he ran away.
Liu Miaoqing looked at the notebook in her hand, confused: "?" What happened?
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