Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

He Qingyu subconsciously looked around to see if anyone was eavesdropping on their conversation. Fortunately, the surroundings were empty, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the incredibly bold child in front of him with a complicated expression.

A flash of surprise crossed Zhao Qi's eyes. As expected of the talent she wanted to acquire, his courage was comparable to hers.

Most adults would assume she was playing house when they heard this, but He Qingyu actually took her words as the truth.

For a moment, she was even more satisfied.

"Don't talk nonsense, or you'll get into trouble." He Qingyu never expected that these words would come from a modern person like herself, speaking to a feudal child.

As she spoke, she pulled the person towards the house.

The square walls gave her an unparalleled sense of security.

The four of them went inside. He Qingyu let go of the door and immediately closed it. She turned around and looked at the three children carefully. Clusters of golden sunlight shone through the window and fell on them.

Zhao Qi stood in the middle, with the other two children standing on either side. The other two looked older, but they were more composed than she was.

It's as simple as asking, "Have you eaten?"

He Qingyu's heart skipped a beat. She looked at Zhao Qi again. He was undoubtedly a conspicuous child, standing there as if he were a source of light.

It attracts attention and has a commanding presence.

He Qingyu took a deep breath, her mind instinctively asking, "What do you have?"

Zhao Qi was overjoyed: "I told you, even if you don't want to get on the ship, I'll still tie you up."

He Qingyu's outstretched hand couldn't be stopped. Zhao Qi told her everything she could say: she would take over Youzhou, as it was her territory.

My cousin's caravan belongs to her; this is her money.

She had a teacher who traveled thousands of miles to seek her out, saying that she was the new Ziwei Star, and that this was her destiny.

He Qingyu couldn't hold back any longer; her parched lips hadn't tasted the fountain of power in a long time since she'd been transported to this feudal place.

"Why are you looking for me?"

"The teacher said you are an important star."

He Qingyu subconsciously imagined that she was Zhao Qi's star, which was why Zhao Qi came to find her.

Little did she know, she was the star on the opposite side.

A moment of silence, like the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

"I want power."

He Qingyu's eyes blazed with an ambition that was unheard of in modern times; she didn't want to be here, where even her life was not guaranteed.

Zhao Qi looked up: "Yes."

She skillfully pointed out the goal to her subordinates: "If I become emperor, you will be prime minister."

He Qingyu was struck dumb, as if he had drunk a strong liquor. As one of the three provincial prime ministers, he was second only to the emperor and above thousands of others.

Her heart was pounding, and her cheeks were flushed from her rapid breathing. She reached out to touch them, as if touching her bright and promising future.

Zhao Buqi watched helplessly as He Qingyu became engrossed in her emotions. She winked at Ning Pu, "Your opponent has arrived."

As for whether or not to worry about He Qingyu's abilities, oh, with the master here.

If He Qingyu is just a name without substance, then he will naturally be kicked down.

Ning Pu outwardly ignored Zhao Buqi's strange expression, but inwardly he was secretly pushing himself to the limit, determined not to fall behind.

A warm breeze blew in, and someone in the courtyard called He Qingyu to come eat. She snapped out of her reverie and answered, then realized she had been daydreaming. In order to increase her value.

She felt it was time to bring something out.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you...something good." He Qingyu winked at Zhao Qi, deciding to treat her as her boss.

"it is good."

Zhao Qi was excited, but he held back.

The four of them went to eat. Zhao Qi got a talent and ate an extra bowl. Zhao Buqi ate late and ate an extra bowl. Ning Pu got a competitor and ate half a bowl.

He Qingyu found a job and ate an extra bowl of food.

Meanwhile, Gu Pingsheng, who had already learned that his family had been exiled, coughed up blood and fainted again.

After waking up, he had to go to the capital to prove the Gu family's innocence, but his injuries meant that traveling would shorten his lifespan.

General Gu, the head of the family, has passed away, and the eldest and second sons have also left. The steward would rather die than let Gu Pingsheng get better.

So, facing the steward and the servants of the Gu family with daggers and swords at his neck, he only hoped to heal his wounds first and then ride south in June.

Rescue the exiled Gu family members.

The butler had already decided that after saving the Gu family, he would immediately commit suicide to atone for his sins.

Because people will inevitably die during the exile.

Although the deceased members of the Gu family were pitiful, the steward only had Gu Sanlang as his sole heir. In his heart, Sanlang was the successor to the general.

most important.

As for the others, he could only apologize.

He took out the dagger he had prepared beforehand and began to rub it.

The dagger gleamed even brighter. After several months of recuperation, Gu Pingsheng was finally eighty percent recovered, and the group rode south.

Prepare to rescue people.

Gu Pingsheng was even more nervous, whipping his horse as if he wanted to get to the south immediately.

He would never forgive himself if his mother or second uncle had lost their lives.

He muttered to himself, "Wait for him."

"Wait for me."

Watching helplessly as her third sister-in-law and the others left, Gu Ba Niang couldn't help but call out.

She was dressed in a bright green dress, with a wooden hairpin holding her slightly messy black hair in place, and she ran towards Zhao Qi and the other three.

"Where are you going?" Gu Ba Niang's gaze shifted from Zhao Qi to He Qingyu: "Third Sister-in-law?"

He Qingyu's ears twitched and her brows furrowed. She suddenly felt that the way she was addressed was a bit off, but at the moment, she had not accomplished anything and could only endure it for the time being.

"I have something to discuss with Master Zhao... You should go play with Jiu Niang first."

He Qingyu specifically asked Ning Pu how to address Boss Zhao. Ning Pu said that now he should call him "Lord," later "Envoy," and finally "Sage."

She really hadn't realized that Ning Pu, with her lotus-like, pure and refined appearance, was actually a madwoman.

Gu Ba Niang watched helplessly as she was abandoned—no, her third sister-in-law preferred to play with the other children rather than with her. She stomped her foot, staring at their retreating figures.

"Next time you ask me to hang out, I won't have time."

She turned around and went to her mother to tell her that her third sister-in-law was ignoring her.

Zhao Qi and his group arrived at a field. He Qingyu picked up a clod of earth and found it surprisingly comforting.

She hasn't farmed since graduating.

"Are you here to farm?" Zhao Qi asked.

Ning Pu and Zhao Buqi also looked at He Qingyu with curiosity, as neither of them had learned farming.

He Qingyu couldn't help but pretend, she coughed and said, "Well, but it's not just about farming, it's about increasing grain production."

"My lord, have you ever heard the saying, 'Build high walls, store up grain, and delay declaring yourself king'?"

She glanced at Zhao Qi's reaction out of the corner of her eye.

Zhao Qi's eyes lit up. He repeated the nine words, paused, repeated them again, and turned his head to look at He Qingyu with eyes that seemed to regard her as if she were gold.

Even Ning Pu was somewhat impressed.

Zhao Buqi, however, was not interested in this statement.

"Truly a great talent." Zhao Qi's eyes gleamed, and he affectionately took He Qingyu's hand: "Whatever you need, I'll give you."

"Just go for it."

She hesitated for a moment and then said, "If, if we are not careful and fail, it will not matter."

I will take full responsibility for the consequences.

The child's assertive words truly moved He Qingyu. A leader who is willing to believe in you and bear the consequences of failure for you is a rare find.

He Qingyu also got excited: "My lord, I also know the formula for cement roads."