Qin Qianluo was completely unaware of the undercurrents in Su Jinyun's heart. Her joyful steps were exceptionally light in the spring countryside, like a nimble little deer.
The wildflowers blooming by the roadside, each petal like a work of art meticulously sculpted by nature, she would lean closer to smell their faint fragrance, her eyes filled with innocent surprise.
Looking up at the clear blue sky and watching the clouds drift leisurely, her laughter was crisp and melodious.
Like silver bells swaying in the wind, they exude the vibrant energy unique to their age.
Although she will have her coming-of-age ceremony this year, officially entering the youthful years of a young woman, she will only be fourteen years old after her birthday.
At an age when girls of the same age might be full of romantic fantasies, Qin Qianluo's world is filled with matters of national importance.
Japan has not yet been destroyed, and the implementation of reform policies is at a critical stage, with each new policy affecting the interests of various parties.
The slightest misstep could not only ruin the reforms, but also cause turmoil in the court and endanger the foundation of Tianxuan.
These unfinished tasks, like a blazing flame, constantly inspire her, keeping her gaze firmly focused on the country and its people.
Her romantic feelings were temporarily set aside. Perhaps only when the world was at peace and the country was prosperous would she have the leisure to consider her life's most important matter.
Deep in Qin Qianluo's heart lies an unspeakable secret—she is in love with women.
In this ancient society, which was strictly bound by etiquette and deeply rooted in traditional values, such feelings were like a taboo that defied convention.
Once exposed, she will face condemnation from the entire society and become the target of public criticism.
The strange looks and malicious speculations from those around them may even implicate family and friends, plunging them into an abyss of despair.
Let alone ancient times, even in modern times, many people would not accept this kind of relationship.
For her, rather than compromising under the weight of worldly pressures and being forced to marry someone she didn't like, it was better to uphold the purity of her heart and live a carefree and independent life.
She is decisive and resolute, always adhering to her principles and bottom line, and detests nothing more than settling for less.
They were even less willing to ruin the promising lives of innocent men just to conform to worldly norms.
Her position and prestige in the court gave her the confidence to be willful, and even if she were to spend the rest of her life alone, she would never settle for less.
As the warm spring sun gradually sets in the west, its gentle rays, like a soft honey color, are evenly scattered across the earth, draping everything in a thin golden veil.
A gentle breeze, carrying the rich fragrance of flowers and grass, and the cheerful chirping of birds, weaves a symphony of spring.
Su Jinyun and Qin Qianlu strolled leisurely along a country path, the soil beneath their feet soft and damp, carrying the warmth of the earth.
They chatted about everything under the sun, from Li Bai's bold statement, "Heaven has endowed me with talents, which must be put to use; though a thousand pieces of gold are spent, they will return again."
From Du Fu's lament, "How can I obtain thousands of mansions to shelter all the poor scholars of the world and make them rejoice?" to his deep concern for the country and its people.
From the power struggles among officials in the imperial court to the everyday squabbles of ordinary people.
The two chatted happily, their laughter carried on the breeze, making the beauty of spring even more intense.
Before they knew it, it was already noon, and the rumbling of their stomachs reminded them that it was time to eat.
The two found a quiet spot by a stream, where the water was crystal clear and fish swam freely.
The streamside is adorned with clusters of wildflowers, some as red as fire, some as pink as the sunset, and some as white as snow, a riot of colors that resembles a meticulously painted oil painting by nature.
They set out food boxes among the flowers, filled with soft and sweet osmanthus cakes, fresh and juicy fruits, and several carefully prepared dishes, all steaming hot and fragrant.
As they enjoyed the food, the two shared anecdotes from their lives. When Qin Qianluo told a funny story, Su Jinyun laughed so hard she almost fell over.
The sunlight shone on their faces, reflecting their youthful vitality and beauty.
After their meal, they strolled back to the capital in the soft glow of the setting sun, savoring the wonderful time they had just spent.
After parting ways, Su Jinyun hurried back to the Right Prime Minister's residence without stopping.
Upon entering the study, one is greeted by a mountain of official documents neatly stacked on the desk.
She sighed softly, quickly gathered her thoughts, and threw herself into her busy official duties.
Sometimes she would furiously write down official documents, and other times she would frown and ponder the pros and cons.
He would sometimes get up and pace back and forth in the room, pondering how to solve the thorny problems in the court.
Qin Qianluo then turned and headed towards Qingfeng Academy. The academy was filled with the faint scent of ink. As soon as she entered, she saw the newly arrived candidates who had failed the exam that day.
They either sat dejectedly in a corner, holding their heads in their hands, filled with self-doubt.
They were talking to each other with worried expressions, their words filled with confusion and anxiety about the future.
Upon seeing Qin Qianluo enter, they all stood up, their movements slightly flustered, and bowed to her in unison.
His voice held a hint of restraint: "Greetings, Prince Jinrui Zhao."
Qin Qianlu had a gentle smile on her face, a smile like the warm spring sun that could dispel the gloom in people's hearts.
She raised her hand to gesture for them to stand up, and said in a concerned tone, "Please get up, don't be so polite."
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