If I send you to join the army and marry a woman, will you conquer the Empress?

Qin Feng ignored Wang Xuance's ulterior motives and kept his gaze fixed on Yun Qingya.

Looking at her haggard face and her eyes that had lost all their luster, I felt a sudden pang of pain in my heart.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something.

But in the end, I didn't know where to begin.

Comfort? Apology? Or explanation?

None of them seem to fit.

Just then, Yun Qingya finally spoke.

Her voice was cold and hoarse, carrying a hint of aloofness that kept people at arm's length.

"Qin Feng".

She didn't address him as "Your Highness," but called him by his given name.

"My father died at your hands."

These words were like a fine needle, gently pricking Qin Feng's heart.

Yun Qingya looked at him, her complex eyes filled with struggle and pain.

"I know he deserved it; he was corrupt, abused his power, formed cliques, and even wanted you dead..."

"I know you killed him to rid the country of a scourge and to act on behalf of Heaven..."

"But……"

Her voice trembled with a suppressed sob.

"He is still my father after all..."

"It was my father who doted on me from a young age, teaching me to read and play the zither..."

"I have no idea……"

She closed her eyes in anguish, two lines of tears sliding down her pale cheeks.

"I don't know whether I should hate you or thank you..."

These words moved everyone present.

Everyone finally understood the torment this woman was enduring.

The hatred for her father's murder and the conflict between justice and righteousness tormented her, causing her unbearable pain.

Everyone's eyes instinctively turned to Qin Feng.

Everyone wanted to see how this ruthless and powerful regent would deal with the woman who had fallen into an abyss of suffering because of him.

Faced with Yun Qingya's questioning and tears, Qin Feng remained surprisingly silent.

He did not resolve the matter with his usual domineering attitude, nor did he offer any explanation or list of reasons for executing Yun Song.

He just watched her quietly.

After a long silence, he sighed softly and spoke slowly in an unprecedentedly gentle tone:

I don't ask for your forgiveness.

"The hatred for someone who killed your father is irreconcilable; it's only natural that you hate me."

"I just want to tell you that everything I have done is for this country, for the righteousness in my heart, and I have no regrets."

"But I also admit that I owe you something."

He looked at her deeply, his eyes filled with sincerity and apology.

"Qingya, I don't want to see you suffer."

"If you are willing, the gates of the Prince's Mansion will always be open for you, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life making up for what I have done to you."

"If you are unwilling, I will respect your choice."

"I will instruct the Wang family to take good care of you and ensure your lifelong peace and comfort."

After speaking, Qin Feng looked away and waited quietly for her reply.

These words were frank and sincere, without a trace of coercion or pretense.

He handed over all the choices to Yun Qingya.

Yun Qingya was completely stunned.

She never expected Qin Feng to say such a thing.

She originally thought that, given his current status and domineering personality, he would forcefully keep her by his side or use sweet words to exonerate himself.

But he didn't.

He simply acknowledged his debt with utmost sincerity and gave her complete freedom of choice.

This man...

Yun Qingya's heart was in complete turmoil.

That deep-seated hatred seemed to be slowly melted away by something at this moment.

She gazed at his angular face and his deep, sincere eyes.

Memories of the past flooded my mind like a tidal wave.

At that poetry gathering, a poem titled "The Knight-Errant" amazed all the young people in the capital.

In that hunting ground, there was the young master of the Marquis's mansion, a master archer who could hit a target from a hundred paces away without ever missing.

Inside that prison, the down-on-his-luck prisoner to whom she was betrothed...

Before she knew it, her eyes were already red.

She bit her lip hard, trying to hold back her sobs.

Finally, she turned around abruptly and, amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, fled back behind the curtain.

All that remained for Qin Feng was a resolute yet flustered silhouette.

Qin Feng stared in the direction she had left, remaining silent for a long time.

He knew that this knot in his heart couldn't be untied anytime soon.

All he could do was wait.

He withdrew his gaze, sat back in the main seat, and all the gentleness on his face disappeared, replaced by the unique majesty and indifference of a regent.

He looked at Wang Xuance, who was still standing there in a daze.

"Master Wang, may we sign now?"

Wang Xuance was startled and quickly picked up his pen to respectfully write his name on the agreement.

At this point, the five surnames and seven noble families completely bowed their heads, which had been proud for thousands of years, to Qin Feng.

With the signing of the "Submission Agreement" by the seven great families.

A massive upheaval that swept through the Great Xia court and nearly shook the very foundations of the nation has finally come to an end.

In the following days, the entire capital was enveloped in an atmosphere of fervor and excitement.

Under Qin Feng's supervision, the seven great families fulfilled the terms of the agreement with unprecedented efficiency.

Carriages filled with gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, and calligraphy and paintings were continuously transported from the mansions of various noble families to the national treasury.

When the Minister of Revenue pushed open the long-sealed doors of the national treasury, he saw mountains of wealth inside, enough to tempt any emperor.

The elderly minister, who was over sixty years old, was so moved that tears streamed down his face, and he immediately knelt down to pay his respects to Qin Feng.

"Your Highness! The national treasury is full! The national treasury is full!"

"With this money and provisions, what worries do we, the Great Xia, have about not prospering and flourishing!"

The national treasury is finally full.

Qin Feng was finally able to implement many new policies that had been shelved due to financial shortages.

Tax reductions and exemptions, water conservancy projects, compensation for the families of fallen soldiers, and improved benefits for soldiers in the military...

One after another, decrees benefiting ordinary people and soldiers were issued from the Regent's Palace to all parts of the country.

The entire Great Xia was bursting with unprecedented vitality and energy.

Qin Feng's reputation also reached an unprecedented peak during this period.

In the hearts of the people, he was no longer just an invincible war god prince.

He is a just and upright official who can ensure that everyone has enough to eat and wear and can live in peace and contentment; he is the true savior!

Countless people spontaneously set up longevity tablets for him in their homes, offering sacrifices day and night, with incense burning continuously.

It can be said that Qin Feng, though currently without the title of emperor, is still a powerful figure.

However, his prestige and influence among the people far surpassed that of any monarch in history.