The Qin family residence is the ancestral land of the Great Jin royal family, secretly housing a grand formation and guarded by a divine beast. What appears to be an ordinary courtyard lake is actually thousands of meters deep, with occasional glimpses of flood dragons beneath the surface.
Due to historical reasons, the Great Jin’s Qin royal family now only has Empress Qin Liuli and General Qin Fenghuo remaining.
This ancestral residence has now become the Empress’s private palace, known only to a few, including the two great pillars of the state.
At the dining table.
Wu Die sat uneasily, her thoughts racing, cold sweat beading on her smooth forehead.
The location of the Great Jin royal family’s ancestral residence had always been a mystery, unknown even to King of Shu, Zhao Yuhuan. It was a secret deliberately hidden by the Empress.
Now, she had accidentally stumbled upon the truth. If the Empress decided to silence her, how could she save herself?
Wu Die remained calm, aware of the vast difference in strength between herself and the Empress, akin to a dragon and an ant. Fighting head-on would be suicidal; only wit could offer a slim chance of survival.
“Your Maj…” Wu Die’s red lips had just parted.
“Shh!” Dongfang Liuli pressed her slender index finger to her lips, glancing at Meng Qingzhou beside her.
Wu Die immediately understood, nodding quickly and remaining silent, quietly eating her meal.
So that’s it!
The virtuous wife Minister Meng spoke of was actually the Empress! And Minister Meng Qin himself was unaware of the truth!
“I guess I’m going to die…” Wu Die’s mind cooled as she pondered.
In just half an hour, she had uncovered several of the Empress’s monumental secrets. It would be unreasonable if she wasn’t silenced.
Wu Die held a piece of fish with her chopsticks, hesitating to eat it, as a flash of realization struck her.
She suddenly understood!
The Empress was secretly keeping a pretty boy outside the palace, deliberately hiding her identity, pretending to be an ordinary couple, while letting Meng Qingzhou attract the world’s attention and malice, allowing this pair of lovebirds to live carefree and shamelessly.
No wonder rumors said the Empress rarely returned to the harem, even reviewing memorials in the minister’s study on her wedding day.
It turned out the Empress’s husband was a clown, probably never even touching the Empress.
Poor Empress’s husband, how could she bear to kill him?
Wu Die sighed softly, putting the small piece of fish into her mouth…
“Ugh!”
So bitter! So spicy! So salty! So fishy!
Wu Die covered her mouth, almost spitting it out, her vision darkening.
What is this?
How could it taste so terrible! Did the Empress know she was an assassin and deliberately set a trap to harm her?
Wu Die quietly looked around and found that not only she, but also Minister Meng and Su Qingqiu, had pale faces, struggling to swallow.
“Is it bad?” Dongfang Liuli asked expectantly, noticing something was wrong.
Almost simultaneously.
“Very bad!” Meng Qingzhou nodded sincerely.
“Delicious!” Wu Die gave a thumbs up.
“I… think it’s okay.” Su Qingqiu quietly took a sip of tea.
Dongfang Liuli nodded, glancing at Wu Die’s devilish figure, especially lingering on her chest, then pushed the whole plate of fish over:
“If it’s good, eat more.”
Wu Die opened her mouth, staring blankly at Meng Qingzhou, wanting to ask, ‘Are you straight? How can you calmly say it’s bad?’
“Eat.” Dongfang Liuli spoke again.
“Okay… okay…” Wu Die’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, her enchanting eyes filled with resistance, taking several deep breaths.
Finally, she closed her eyes and finished the plate of fish, feeling as if she saw her great-grandmother’s kind face coming to greet her.
But.
“Look at you gobbling it down, don’t rush, there’s more.” Dongfang Liuli smiled, pushing the remaining dishes over.
“No, I can’t eat anymore, Σ_(???」∠) ugh!” Wu Die covered her mouth, dry heaving, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, her eyes rolling back.
I’d rather die than eat more!
Meng Qingzhou couldn’t stand it, taking the remaining dishes away, saying, “I’ll re-cook them for you.”
“This is my first time cooking, don’t waste it!” Dongfang Liuli was displeased, her tone unconsciously carrying a hint of authority, her phoenix eyes wide.
Meng Qingzhou smiled warmly:
“You’re wrong.”
“What’s wrong?” Dongfang Liuli was puzzled.
“I’m just correcting the mistakes, improving on the original, how can that be wasting it?” Meng Qingzhou used his divine power of persuasion, saying:
“For example, the Emperor and his ministers, the Emperor sets the direction, writing a grand blueprint, while the ministers make repairs on the Emperor’s ideal ship. Who is wasting whom?”
“Rather, they complement each other, indispensable.”
Meng Qingzhou’s voice was rich and gentle, his lips always carrying a faint smile.
As his words fell, the courtyard fell silent, the Empress was speechless.
The Sunlight Lord was startled awake, the Cold and Gorgeous Sword Immortal dropped her chopsticks, and the enchanting assassin was greatly shocked.
Such bold words, was this a confession?
Wu Die was secretly amazed: What eloquence! The way a scholar confesses is indeed extraordinary.
No wonder the Empress risked her reputation to secretly keep a pretty boy, now she understood.
Having a sweet-talking, handsome husband, who wouldn’t be moved?
“Emperor and ministers?” Dongfang Liuli was unsettled, staring intently at Meng Qingzhou.
The current situation, wasn’t it exactly like the Emperor (Empress) and her minister (Meng Qin)?
“Just a metaphor, what’s wrong?” Meng Qingzhou said.
“Nothing… nothing.” Dongfang Liuli cleared her throat, waving her hand, “Do as you wish, go make the repairs.”
The Big Yellow Dog lying at the door basking in the sun opened its sleepy eyes, looking on with admiration.
Young people these days are bold, flirting with the Empress in the Qin ancestral home, in front of the ancestors.
Su Qingqiu, like a curious baby, quickly took out a small notebook to record, muttering as if memorizing.
“Is this even possible?” Wu Die, like a country bumpkin entering a grand garden, was amazed.
Wu Die glanced at the Empress, shocked to find her small, fair ears turning red.
Looking at Meng Qingzhou’s smiling face, calm and composed, he didn’t even realize he had just flirted with the Empress.
Wu Die felt her worldview was violently shaken.
Damn it, the Empress and Meng Qin are a pure love war god couple!
Su Qingqiu also noticed the Empress’s red ears, wondering if the Empress was falling for him, was this what people called unrequited love?
It’s all the Empress’s husband’s fault for being too good at flirting!
Even though the Empress was skilled in both civil and martial arts, ruling over the Nine Provinces, at the end of the day, she was still a twenty-year-old girl.
She feared nothing in terms of imperial strategy, power struggles, or battles, but knew nothing about love.
…
Unaware of all this, Meng Qingzhou returned to the kitchen with several dishes, blanching and re-cooking, busy with a fiery enthusiasm.
At the table, the three girls each had their own thoughts, the scene both eerie and quiet.
The Empress glanced towards the kitchen, thinking, “Could he know my identity? If not, what did he mean by his words just now? Was it just casual talk?”
Su Qingqiu’s head drooped, her big eyes rolling: “Oh no, the Empress is falling for real!”
Wu Die peeked at Su Qingqiu’s notes, sighing: “Unrequited love from the Empress? Minister Meng is truly a remarkable person, daring to toy with the Empress’s feelings, impressive!”
When Meng Qingzhou returned with a few dishes, he keenly sensed the unusual atmosphere.
Immediately, he restrained his smile, sitting down cautiously.
“What’s going on?” Meng Qingzhou scratched his head, asking in confusion.
The Empress shook her head: “Nothing.” Then she picked up a piece of meat, elegantly placing it in her mouth.
Instantly, an unprecedented taste stimulated her taste buds.
Her delicate body trembled, feeling an unusual hunger, wanting more to fill her.
Emperor and ministers…
Perhaps you are indeed a sage, even if your words were unintentional, they might carry a divine will.
“You’re right, it is indeed delicious.” The Empress smiled brightly, for the first time in over twenty years showing such a radiant smile.
Meng Qingzhou felt something was off, an indescribable sense of discord, but still smiled and agreed: “Then eat more.”
The Empress revealed a toothy smile, her playful little tiger teeth shining in the sunlight, her almond eyes sparkling as she stared at Meng Qingzhou, saying:
“Of course, I haven’t had enough yet.”
Su Qingqiu pouted, not daring to speak, but thinking secretly: Your Majesty, you’re done for, you’re falling in love!
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