The host and the protagonist had a happy ending again [Quick Transmigration]

As dusk settled, the streets of Tianqi Imperial City were still bustling with people.

Several simply dressed children chased after each other, laughing and swaying their heads, reciting:

"A gentleman with a face like jade, a talented man and a hero, among the outstanding talents of the world, none can compare to him."

His sword dance is graceful and elegant, his knowledge of poetry and literature is profound, he is brave and fierce on the battlefield, and his poetic charm is enduring in the literary arena.

Her features were exquisitely beautiful, her demeanor graceful and charming. A gentle breeze caressed her face, and she was a beauty that could topple cities and kingdoms.

... "

As the unassuming carriage drove by, an elderly man in official robes inside heard the song praising the regent, slowly closed his eyes, and sighed.

The servant beside him hurriedly asked, "Prime Minister, what's troubling you?"

Prime Minister Du: "The Regent is getting too much attention."

The servant was puzzled: "The Regent has rendered great service to the nation and possesses a strong sense of righteousness; therefore, he should..."

Prime Minister Du shook his head, interrupting the servant, his eyes filled with even greater worry.

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Pei Guan, the protagonist of the new world, is the powerful regent of the Tianqi Dynasty.

The Pei family has guarded the frontier for generations, and the whole family is loyal and brave. Pei Guan went to the battlefield at the age of fourteen, and at the age of fifteen, he entered the enemy camp alone, captured the enemy general alive, and became famous in the northern frontier.

That year, yellow sand filled the sky, and the young general, clad in iron armor, personally killed the enemy commander who had murdered his father.

This is Tianqi's youngest war god.

When the late emperor fell seriously ill, Prince Rui, harboring wolfish ambitions, forced the emperor to abdicate and rebel. Pei Guan returned to the capital to save the emperor. Before his death, the late emperor entrusted his son to him and allowed him to take charge of the government. Pei Guan, only seventeen years old, became the regent of Tianqi, second only to the emperor.

At that time, Crown Prince Xu Ran was only ten years old, and the court was in chaos, which was quelled by Pei Guan.

This was the most brilliant and talented person in the Tianqi Dynasty, whose achievements in both civil and military affairs have been praised throughout the ages.

However, fate is often cruel to those with great talent. Although he has earned a good reputation in history, he did not have a peaceful end.

When the emperor is young, he needs to rely on the regent. Once the emperor grows up, there will be no two rulers in the country.

  

No emperor can tolerate a minister whose merits overshadow his own.

Pei Guan drank the poisoned wine willingly. He had the world on his mind and did not want any more turmoil. The moment the wine was brought to him, he knew it contained poison that would rot his intestines.

With each passing season, there is inevitably the sorrow of loss. The stability of the court is hard-won, and the peace and tranquility of the people are bought with the blood of the Pei family for generations.

He felt he had fulfilled his mission, and the emperor was now capable of consolidating his empire and protecting his people. To put the emperor at ease, he was willing to "die suddenly from an illness," ending his life hastily.

The system felt a pang of sadness: "Why kill him... he was such a good person."

He was so kind, giving everything he knew and devoting himself wholeheartedly to the people.

Even if he didn't hate or resent, did he feel sad when he was killed by the child he had raised?

He was only twenty-five when he died.

At the age of twenty-five, Pei Guan was a general who struck fear into the hearts of enemy troops on the battlefield, and a powerful minister whose word was law in the imperial court.

The emperor did not have the power to kill him, but he did so willingly.

When Xu Ran arrived here, it was already the eighth year of Qisheng. Xu Ran was eighteen years old that year, and Pei Guan was twenty-five years old. He had almost completely handed over the government.

In another month, the emperor will bestow poisoned wine.

He knew his fate all along.

"Your Majesty, it's time for the morning court session."

The chief eunuch, Zhao Fu, reminded them from outside.

When this emperor was young, he was almost killed by the palace maid who served him. From then on, he refused to be served by anyone. Whenever he needed to bathe or change clothes, he would only have Zhao Fu wait outside.

This suited Xu Ran perfectly. He straightened his hair ornament and went out.

"His Majesty has arrived!"

Xu Ran sat on the supreme dragon throne, looking down at the courtiers who were bowing in worship.

The only person who did not kneel, but merely bowed in greeting, was Regent Pei Guan. The late emperor had granted him permission not to kneel before the emperor, and a separate seat was prepared for the Regent on the lower left side of the dragon throne.

Normally, His Majesty would have called the Regent to his seat and asked him to sit down, but today the Regent has been bowing for quite some time and His Majesty has not yet called him to his seat.

Although the ministers knelt obediently, their minds were racing. Could it be that His Majesty, confident that he had regained control of the court, was no longer going to feign compliance with the Regent?

Xu Ran's eyes held surprise, realization, and a faint hope.

"Please rise, everyone."

Pei Guanzhi breathed a sigh of relief as he stood up. He did not want His Majesty to publicly criticize him, after all, he had been diligent and conscientious all these years and had relinquished power decisively. Making things difficult for His Majesty would not be good for his reputation.

He knew that his brilliance over the years had likely aroused the Emperor's suspicion. He was not blindly loyal, but the Emperor truly possessed the qualities of a wise ruler, and thus, he was willing to give his life to put the Emperor at ease.

He wondered if His Majesty was unwilling to leave him even with this reputation for integrity. Thinking this, Pei Guan couldn't help but glance at Xu Ran.

Through the glass crown, he met a pair of overly gentle black eyes. Perhaps he was mistaken, but there seemed to be some concern for him in those eyes.

Pei Guan was slightly taken aback, then heard the person above say, "Regent, please take a seat."

His Majesty's voice seems somewhat different today.

The system had already flown to Pei Guan's front, looking him over from left to right, utterly astonished.

It flew back to Xu Ran's ear: "Host, is he Xiao Pei?!"

Or do all the main characters share the same face?

Xu Ran recalled the man's eyes earlier. Appearance might not tell you much, but the feeling was unmistakable.

"It's him."

He wouldn't mistake the person he'd spent his whole life with.

The world is at peace now, the people are happy, and there are no major events in the court. Pei Guan has made great contributions.

Xu Ran spared one ear to listen to the courtiers talking about unimportant topics, occasionally offering a few perfunctory replies.

Is he sick?

The young general who became famous in the northern frontier at the age of fifteen earned his reputation through hard-fought battles.

As a skilled military general, Pei Guan was excessively thin.

Xu Ran looked at his pale lips and thought to herself that she had to find a way to take his pulse.

The system searched through the entire storyline: "There was no mention of Xiao Pei's health."

The plot didn't mention it, but Xu Ran guessed that he must have been injured in the battlefield, where swords and spears are indiscriminate.

After returning to the capital, he was busy with state affairs and exhausted himself. He not only had no time to rest, but he probably also fell ill from overwork.

When the time came, Zhao Fu hurriedly stepped forward.

"If you have something to report, speak now; otherwise, the court may adjourn."

The ministers who knew each other exchanged subtle glances. His Majesty's gaze had never left the Regent Prince all day. His expression showed neither joy nor anger, and it was unclear what he meant.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment," Xu Ran said, having already approached Pei Guan personally. "I have something to ask you."

Pei Guan was taken aback: "Your subject obeys the decree."

In the past, Pei Guan would stay in the Imperial Study after court sessions. He would review memorials, teach the young emperor how to govern the country, and sometimes even stay overnight in the palace when he was busy.

But this year the emperor has fully assumed power, and to avoid suspicion, he has not stayed behind again.

Pei Guan, dressed in a red court robe, looked somewhat pale. He glanced at Xu Ran once and then immediately lowered his eyes.

Surely His Majesty wouldn't be foolish enough to kill him in the palace?