Quick Transmigration: After the scum and blackened the male lead, I died and escaped

Chapter 213 The Prince Regent Wants His Father to Be Valuable by His Son 52
Xie Yan asked again worriedly, "Then will you kill the hero?"

Qing He joked with a smile: "Why do you care so much about your CP?"

Xie Yan quickly shook her head in denial, "No, I just think sister Shen Qing, you seem a little too..."

Qing He suppressed the smile on his face, just looked at each other quietly.

But Xie Yan gritted her teeth and said, "You are a little too ruthless to the male lead... He actually did nothing wrong, he just likes you too much."

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Qing He was silent for a long time.

Xie Yan has already begun to regret what she said.

"I'm sorry, sister Shen Qing...I didn't mean to..."

But Qing He interrupted: "Xiaoyan, you don't understand, if we want to go home, we have to let go of some things, and you are still young, you don't understand my situation at all..."

"I won't kill the male lead, because the world will collapse in a short time without him, but I can't do anything to respond to his feelings."

Only then did Xie Yan remember that the other party had told her that she already had a family in modern times.

She apologized softly: "I'm sorry, sister Shen Qing..."

Qing He shook his head indifferently.

"It won't be long before we can leave this world. You don't have to think about it too much. When you and I leave this body, the original owner of the body will return to the soul."

After Xie Yan got the answer she wanted to know, she left.

Qing He put all her thoughts on the rectification of the court.

Basically it was Xie Yan who helped her take care of the child, the little emperor.

And she was in charge of approving the memorials and taking the cub to court.

The little boy sat in the front and acted as a tool, while she listened to the government behind the curtain.

In the Golden Luan Hall, all the ministers bowed their heads and proclaimed themselves ministers.

None of them dared to underestimate this empress dowager who is listening to politics behind the curtain.

Her wrist is really tough and convincing.

Even because there was no one from her in the court, she made an exception to hold the imperial examination.

In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, no one dared to refute.

After going through two coups, it is true that a lot of available people have been lost. Now the talents in the court are withered, and there are only a handful of available people.

Qing He even created the military examination system, electing civil and military officials separately.

The next day, after the next court.

Qing He was correcting the memorial, and Xie Yan couldn't help at all in this regard, because she was a science student and couldn't understand classical Chinese.

She can only help take care of the little emperor.

Correcting the memorials was all up to her alone, and she suddenly felt that being the emperor was really meaningless.

Looking at the mountain of memorials gave her a headache.

It doesn't matter if it is open all year round, but it still wakes up earlier than chickens and sleeps later than dogs.

She, the queen mother who handled the memorials on her behalf, was exhausted. Although some of the prime ministers handled it on her behalf, there were still a lot of memorials left.

Just when she was so busy, the maid came to report.

Said that the man in the prison had been on a hunger strike for two days, during which time he did not eat or take medicine, and when he woke up he had only one request, he wanted to see her.

Qing He glanced at the pile of memorials, suddenly remembered something, and immediately decided to go to the prison!

To visit someone with a memorial.

"Qing'er, you are such a busy person, you forgot about me, the person next to your pillow, so quickly..."

Lin Huaijin had finally met her beloved, before she had time to sneer, express her grievances, and express her dissatisfaction.

I was stunned by the small mountain memorial she brought.

(End of this chapter)