These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Xu Qingtan felt that something was amiss, but she couldn't possibly ask in public, especially with a beautiful yet strange young empress there. If she spoke up... wouldn't she get beheaded?

This man doesn't seem like the type to save me...

When Xu Qingtan walked in, the group didn't talk much. They mostly discussed trivial state affairs. After all, Wei Tu was also the Grand Preceptor of the Shang Dynasty, so it seemed normal for him to talk about these things. However, Xu Qingtan just really had no interest in them.

After discussing these matters, Ye Bingluan kept the two people for a few more days.

They said they had something to discuss, but Xu Qingtan always felt it had nothing to do with him.

Not only that, sometimes at night she would sneak into the room next door, and sure enough, she would find that the boy was not in the room at all.

Very well, these are all leverage points.

Xu Qingtan thought this, but why did he still feel a little angry?

-

Lake Rakusakura is beautiful in spring.

Cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and the ground is covered with their fragrance.

Passersby and travelers enjoying the spring scenery will share in the joy of this moment.

On the shore of Luoying Lake, beneath the fluttering cherry blossom petals, stood a man and a woman.

They looked so well-matched; the man was handsome and tall, the woman in red was beautiful and alluring, and her face was both aloof and subtly charming.

Standing by the lake, they seemed to be another kind of scenery, no less beautiful than the cherry blossoms of the lake.

Wei Tu glanced at the lake, where the woman beside him was reflected, still beautiful amidst the rippling water.

This casual outing kept the young empress who had accompanied him a secret from many people, and he was currently at peace.

Gentle as a spring breeze, with a serene temperament.

Thinking about it, changes in temperament and personality can sometimes be quite good, especially since he doesn't feel uncomfortable about them.

Cherry blossom petals drifted onto the lake's surface, like a small boat gently floating, occasionally carrying a few water droplets like a sailor.

It was meant to drift and sway, but on a beautiful day, it drifted far away.

She finally spoke slowly.

"We have already selected a child, eleven years old, who is of gentle character and has a good talent for handling political affairs. I am very reassured if we entrust him with the task."

It seems that only when she is outside, having changed out of her dragon robe, will this woman abandon her awkward self-reference as "I".

Wei Tu thought for a moment and then said.

"Is that all?"

Ye Bingluan shook her head.

"Of course, it's not just that. It will take several more years. First, we need to make those old ministers who hold power understand that I will be someone they will always fear. We also need to let them build up their own prestige, otherwise they will be used."

"A puppet emperor? Since he's the one you've chosen, it shouldn't be that bad."

Ye Bingluan smiled. "Power is the thing that changes people the most. Too much ambition makes people fanatical, while too little makes them easily overlooked. Besides... do you trust my judgment that much?"

Ye Bingluan turned her head to look at the boy who was a little taller than her.

Wei Tu also laughed.

"Otherwise, wouldn't you be the one clinging to such an outstanding man like me?"

"Shameless!"

Ye Bingluan spat lightly, but then reached out and took the boy's hand.

Wei Tu paused, but did not choose to break free; instead, she intertwined her fingers together.

He said.

"Should we still go to Chechi Kingdom?"

Ye Bingluan nodded, "Of course we have to go, at least to bring back the Great Shang Dragon Sparrow."

"Are you going alone?"

"Of course, don't even think about helping me out. I know you have a lot to do yourself, and things aren't peaceful in Xianzhou right now, are they?"

"You know about these things?"

"Ming Xiangrong revealed it to me."

Ye Bingluan's words made Wei Tu frown.

How did she know these things?

"She just has a knack for getting all sorts of weird and wonderful information. I don't know why, but... you should have some idea in your mind."

"I guess so. But I can't figure out what her purpose is."

Ye Bingluan nodded. "This is indeed something to be concerned about, but it seems there's no malice involved. Of course, we can't guarantee it, but it's not good to offend them."

"There are actually people you dare not offend?"

Wei Tu looked at the other person with a surprised expression, as if it were the real deal.

Ye Bingluan glared at Wei Tu and pinched his thumb and forefinger with her fingers.

"You're getting more and more outrageous with your words outside!"

Wei Tu looked at Ye Bingluan.

"Who are you? Why can't you be so insolent?"

Ye Bingluan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I am Ye Bingluan, the only female emperor of the Great Shang Dynasty."

Wei Tu nodded thoughtfully.

"It sounds impressive, but..."

Before he could finish speaking...

"what……!"

Ye Bingluan cried out in surprise as Wei Tu lifted her up by the waist.

"What are you doing! Put me down!"

Ye Bingluan was unusually flustered.

Wei Tu gave a wicked smile.

"I don't know anything about the Empress of the Great Shang Dynasty. I only know my beloved disciple, Ye Bingluan."

After saying that, Wei Tu picked up Ye Bingluan and started running along the shore of Luoying Lake.

What was kicked up underfoot was not only the grass and petals, but also the woman's laughter, which sounded both reproachful and resentful.

At least it's soaring, at least at this moment.

111 Tonight you will serve me in bed.

Before leaving this world, Wei Tu took some time to visit a certain place.

Looking at the tall courtyard wall, so clean it seems to be painted frequently, one can imagine just how wealthy the people behind it must be.

Wei Tu arrived at the door, where a young man stood. Upon seeing Wei Tu, the young man immediately put on a broad smile.

"Is this Young Master Wei?"

Before Wei Tu could even speak, or even stop completely at the door, the other party spoke directly.

Wei Tu looked at him.

"You know me?"

The man smiled and shook his head.

"That's not the case. It was our master's order that if an extremely handsome young man passes by the door, it must be Young Master Wei."

Wei Tu wasn't embarrassed at all, after all, from the past to the present, whether in her previous life or this one, such praise had never stopped. However, Wei Tu wouldn't say that she had never paid any attention to her appearance.

Okay, I have to admit that looks are still somewhat important.

"How many days have you been waiting here?"

"one day."

The other party said honestly.

Seeing Wei Tu's puzzled look, the man smiled and said...

"Because the employer said that if you are coming, it will probably be in the next few days, definitely not earlier."

"You act like you know me very well. So, is your boss here today?"

Is this woman just too smart, or does she possess some strange ability?

Foresight?

Wei Tu couldn't be sure; everything about this woman seemed very mysterious, the simplest thing being her appearance.

Nothing extraordinary, just ordinary.

"Yes, the owner should be waiting for you in the back garden. I'll take you there."

The man opened the door for Wei Tu and personally led her through the familiar corridor.

This courtyard is indeed very large, resembling a small town within the city of Chaoge.

When he reached the entrance to the back garden, the man stopped where only a curtain separated them.

"Alright, please go in by yourself, Young Master Wei. I'll be going now."

Watching the man turn around and leave with ease and speed, Wei Tu shook her head.

That woman inside really isn't afraid of me attacking her... Perhaps it's a sense of impunity? Or maybe it's a kind of confidence in how she judges people.

Wei Tu, unaware of the situation, drew back the curtain with some doubt.

The back garden has a distinct floral fragrance, but it is not mixed; it is delicate yet has a tenacious aroma, like a rose that stubbornly grows and refuses to wither in the dead of winter.

She was sitting behind the stone table, brewing tea.