How could my childhood sweetheart be the current empress?

She seemed to hear the sound of something being unpacked, but she kept her promise and did not open her eyes.

"Three...two...one."

"Ok?"

Yan Jixue asked.

"Okay, open your eyes."

Xu Chengling nodded.

"This is……"

Yan Jixue opened her eyes, her pupils suddenly contracted, and her gaze was fixed on the slightly burnt cake in the other person's hand. There was a small note on it with six words written on it.

"Happy birthday, my lady."

It is called a cake, but in fact it is just a palm-sized cylindrical pastry. Xu Chengling has tried his best to make it, but this world lacks too many conditions, so it can only be made like this.

Looking at the cake in front of her, Yan Jixue was completely stunned and a little at a loss.

Is today her birthday?

No...it seems like today is Ling'er's birthday.

"Try it. This is a cake I made myself. It's my first time making it, so it might be a little burnt, but it will definitely taste good."

Xu Chengling smiled and said that he had been busy for a whole day to finish this cake. He had wasted a lot of time just beating the eggs. By the time he finished, it was already evening.

But fortunately, the birthday cake was finally prepared before the day was over.

"Make a wish first."

Yan Jixue closed her eyes and smiled sweetly.

As for what wish she made, only her heart knew.

Tried one, it was a little burnt but tasted good.

This traitor...his cooking skills are really good.

"Can I stay a little?"

Yan Jixue asked, she seemed reluctant to finish eating.

"Ah."

She ate some and carefully put away the rest of the cake.

After Xu Chengling left.

"Xia Chan."

Yan Jixue called out softly, and a black shadow appeared silently behind her.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Send this to the palace, for Ling'er."

"Yes."

Chapter 68: Your Majesty, You Are Moved

Inside the palace.

Late at night, candlelight was still on in the imperial study.

A woman in a dragon robe sat at a desk with a serious expression, reviewing the mountain of memorials in front of her.

"Your Majesty, the weather has turned cold recently. Your Majesty must take good care of your health."

Yan Qiaoling frowned slightly. Even such a trivial matter needs to be reported to the emperor?

"Your Majesty, it's snowing in the capital recently."

Um, is there a possibility that His Majesty lives in the capital and is not blind?

"Your Majesty, ah ah ah, my admiration for you is like the surging river, endless, and like the flooding of the Yellow River, unstoppable..."

It was not until she saw this that Yan Qiaoling finally couldn't hold it anymore.

The person who wrote this memorial was a minister named Duolong. He wrote ten memorials to her in one month, and the content did not change.

The river is surging, right? The Yellow River is flooding, right? Tomorrow I will issue an order to send him to govern the two river basins. If he fails to do a good job, I will find a reason to behead him.

Generally, when the emperor reviewed memorials, he would write "I have read them". Just imagine, facing hundreds or thousands of memorials a day, his hands would be sore from writing "I have read them".

So Yan Qiaoling got a seal, wrote "I have read" on it in her sister's handwriting, and then called a few palace maids to take turns to stamp the seal for her.

She is such a lazy little genius. -

At this time, a woman in yellow clothes and a golden kite on her head walked in.

"Your Majesty, it's time to rest."

"Wait until I finish reviewing these memorials."

Yan Qiaoling said lightly. She couldn't help but yawn, and there was some fatigue on her pretty face.

Fortunately, there is a sleeping mat and a stove in the imperial study, so if you are really sleepy, you can sleep directly in the study.

For example, a certain emperor who died of overwork slept in the imperial study every day.

Xue Yuan walked up to His Majesty with an exquisite box in her hand and said:

"Your Majesty, here is your gift."

After saying that, Xue Yuan opened the box. Inside was a half-eaten cake with a small note stuck on it.

Happy birthday, my lady.

Looking at the note in front of her, the handwriting on it was so familiar that Yan Qiaoling couldn't help but feel tears in her eyes.

She remembered that today was her birthday.

But because of her status, she is now serving as the Queen of Dayan as a sister and cannot celebrate her real birthday.

Yan Qiaoling couldn't help but pick up a piece, put it in her mouth, and took a light bite.

Although it was a bit mushy, it tasted delicious, and most importantly, it was filled with his love.

It melts in your mouth and fills your heart with sweetness.

Looking up at the night scene outside the window, Yan Qiaoling couldn't help but smile.

"Xue Yuan, come and try a piece too."

"Ah, Your Majesty, this was made for you by the Prime Minister himself. Are you willing to give it up?"

"Just ask if you want to eat."

"Then take a taste."

Xue Yuan took a small bite and put it in her mouth to taste it. It was unexpectedly very good.

Lord Prime Minister’s cooking skills are so good that once Her Majesty Ji Xue marries into the Prime Minister’s Mansion, I’m afraid that in just a few years, she will be fat and plump.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but worry about the future of Her Majesty Ji Xue.

And why is it not her turn to have such a good thing, woohoo.

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that I might be kidnapped by the Prime Minister someday?"

Seeing that His Majesty seemed reluctant to finish the meal, Xue Yuan couldn't help but joke.

"You want to run? I'll break your legs."

Yan Qiaoling waved her little pink fist.

"Oh, Your Majesty, if you don't pay me a salary, I will starve to death."

Xue Yuan felt like crying but had no tears. How could she let the horse run without feeding it grass?

I kind of want to just pick up the bucket and run away.

……

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since Yan Jixue married into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

A lot of things happened during this period, and she didn't return to the center of power for a long time.

At first, she didn't want to reveal her identity. After all, if this matter were to be exposed, she would probably be laughed at by future generations in history books for hundreds of years.

So, she stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion for the time being, enduring and waiting for an opportunity.

And now, she can return to the palace at any time, take back the power that originally belonged to her, and become the ruler of a country with all the power in the world again.

The most important thing is, as long as she returns to the palace and takes back power, she can punish the bad guy.

In fact, Yan Jixue was looking forward to seeing what expression the bad guy would show when he found out that she was the current empress.

Will you feel regret or even fear for saying such outrageous words in front of me?

It’s interesting just to think about it.

Yan Jixue thought of many possibilities, but no matter which one, the moment she returned to the center of power, it would also mean that she would leave here.

This bad guy, if she leaves, will he feel sad for her?

I don't think so. After all, the person he liked from the beginning to the end was Ling'er. Even if he was nice to her, he only treated her as Ling'er.

But no matter what, it's time to go back and regain my true identity.

"Xia Chan."

"Your Majesty... Madam, I am here."

A green shadow appeared behind Yan Jixue, with a respectful expression, a broom in his hand, and a leaf on his head.

It seemed that she was just sweeping the floor when His Majesty called her over.

"Xia Chan, let me ask you something. If I leave, will that person feel sad?"

"Master?"

"Ah."

"I think so."

"Will he? I don't think he will. The person he likes is my sister. He is nice to me only because I am using the identity of Ling'er. If she knew my real identity, she would definitely not think so."

Yan Jixue said calmly that there were some things she knew very well but just didn't say them out loud.

For some reason, she was a little envious of Ling'er for having a husband who loved and spoiled her so much.

She was just enjoying the love that should have belonged to Ling'er, but it never belonged to her from the beginning to the end.

She became the usurper she hated most.

"No, sir, I do not think so."

Xia Chan shook her head slightly. Although she had only been in the Prime Minister's Mansion for a short time, from an outsider's perspective, she could see some things more clearly than His Majesty.

"I can't guess what your Majesty really thinks, but I only know that when your Majesty is in the palace, he focuses on state affairs every day and his face is often serious."

Xia Chan paused, looked at the woman in blue in front of him, and said:

"But when I came here, I often saw His Majesty smile. It was not a fake smile to cope with the occasion, but a natural smile. He smiled whenever he wanted to."

"Did I...laugh?"

Yan Jixue couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. In almost every scene in her memory, she was so angry at Xu Chengling's treason that she wanted to bite him to death.

When did she laugh?

"Your Majesty, you smiled."

At this time, Xia Chan suddenly said, His Majesty was slightly thoughtful, and a beautiful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Ah... is there such a thing?"

Yan Jixue was startled. She could not help but go back to the house and look at the beautiful face in the mirror which did not like to smile. She could show all kinds of expressions as long as she wanted.