Lu Xingjian pinched her nose, a half-smile on his face: "Not happy?"
Su Wanwan's eyes flickered. "Aren't you afraid that the maternal relatives will become too powerful?"
"It's better if it becomes big, so my wife can protect me."
Su Wanwan looked at him with complicated emotions.
The reason she went to great lengths to ask Yang Zhen to help win people over was that she wanted to cultivate her own power base.
Unexpectedly, Lu Xingjian directly asked her to provide the list.
Throughout history, very few emperors have been willing to share power with others.
Most of them are on the path of patricide, fratricide, murder of their wives and children.
Lu Xingjian pulled her to sit down at the dining table and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Aren't you afraid that one day I'll take your power?"
Lu Xingjian looked intently into her eyes: "Can you?"
"meeting."
Lu Xingjian leaned closer, his thin lips gently brushing against her ear:
"Then I'll take advantage of my free time and focus on being your male concubine."
When Su Wanwan saw He Ying come in, she pushed him away with a serious expression.
The man, still seemingly unsatisfied, wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer, asking, "Why are you hiding?"
"They'd love for us to get along. Look, even Heying is smiling."
He Ying lowered her head, not daring to look, but couldn't stop smiling. She put down the teacup in her hand and hurriedly went out.
As Heying retreated to the living room, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, turning into a somber expression.
Only two people who love each other can make their lives enjoyable and sweet.
But who truly loves themselves?
...
The inspection in Beijing is different from the inspection of the nine border regions last year; it affects the interests of officials in Beijing.
Everyone was on edge, fearing being impeached.
Grand Secretary Li Dongqian took the lead by submitting a memorial requesting retirement, and Yang Ting followed suit.
Grand Secretary Jiao also submitted a memorial requesting his retirement.
The other officials followed suit and resigned.
The emperor refused all requests, but he granted the request to retire from office by Zhou Jing, the Minister of Rites.
Liu Jin was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Is the emperor about to take action against me?
However, he was overthinking it.
The emperor seemed to have forgotten about supporting the young prince's ascension to the throne, and was unusually quiet.
But the quieter it is, the more uneasy it makes people.
In particular, Empress Su's uncle, Yang Yiqing, was making friends everywhere, which made him feel extremely uneasy.
In any case, he had to find a way out before the emperor made a move.
...
Liu Qi handed the box in his hand to He Ying:
"Tell the lady that someone wants to ransom Maggie."
He Ying's eyes widened. "Do you know who wants to ransom someone?"
"It's not clear yet, but it's the border troops."
"Oh, what's in the box?" Seeing that Liu Qi had nothing to say, He Ying deliberately changed the subject.
Having experienced disappointment with Marquis Guo Xun of Wuding, she now felt that Liu Qi was a man of true character.
Liu Qi opened the box with her hand.
The two people's fingers did not touch.
He Ying looked down at his well-defined hands, momentarily lost in thought.
Liu Qi may seem like he has no class, but he has never actually done anything outrageous.
He rejected her clearly and explicitly.
On the contrary, he is an open and honest scoundrel.
There were only a few letters and an old amulet in the box.
He Ying tentatively asked, "The Empress said that if you want to become an official, she can arrange it."
Liu Qi raised an eyelid and curled his lips into a mocking smile. "There's no need for that."
He was free and easy to serve the lady, and even if he offended the prince, nothing would happen to him.
He couldn't be bothered to be restrained and obey other people's orders.
He Ying's face hardened: "Don't you think about your descendants?"
Liu Qi chuckled, "Where would I get descendants?"
He Ying choked, staring at him with both eyes.
Seeing her like this, Liu Qi's eyes were filled with complicated emotions, and he felt a little soft-hearted.
"Stop being a fangirl, I don't like your type. Go find a reliable man to marry."
"Don't you plan to get married in this lifetime?" He Ying's fingers, which were holding the box, turned slightly white.
Liu Qi was stunned for a moment.
He used to be obsessed with martial arts, but after mastering them, he didn't know where to put his skills.
Having traveled to famous mountains and rivers, I felt that my ambitions had nowhere to be realized.
Everyone has their own unique talents, and we are not just ordinary people.
However.
After repeated setbacks, he finally realized that with his background, what good were his martial arts skills?
Even if you go to great lengths to get close to a powerful figure like the Earl of Pingjiang and become his lackey, you might not necessarily gain his trust or be given important responsibilities.
Until he met Su Wanwan, a seemingly weak woman.
In terms of physical strength alone, he could kill her with one punch, or crush her like an ant.
However, she calmly asked him to do something for her.
He was hunted down throughout the capital, stabbed a prince, kidnapped the emperor's beloved, and ventured deep into the Khan's court on the grasslands just to deliver a few letters to her.
What isn't risking your life?
Such an exciting and novel thing, what kind of family will he marry and what kind of children will he have?
It's not enough to drag myself down.
"I won't marry." Liu Qi said succinctly.
He Ying's face turned deathly pale, and she bit her lip. "You have someone you love?"
Liu Qi frowned, then quickly relaxed and said lazily, "That's right."
"Then you shouldn't have let her down." He Ying tried her best to suppress the trembling in her voice.
Liu Qi chuckled softly, "What can we do? She's a married woman."
The atmosphere instantly froze upon hearing this.
In the end, He Ying was the first to react and fled in panic: "I'm leaving."
Liu Qi watched her departing figure and shrugged indifferently.
...
Su Wanwan's expression turned very serious after reading the letter.
Lu Xingjian came home early today, which was unusual for him. Seeing her sitting there blankly, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"Xu Peng'an is really not dead," Su Wanwan murmured.
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