Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Chang Qing picked up an attractive cherry and put it in his mouth. The sweet and sour taste instantly swept over his taste buds. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "What is the prince doing today?"

Qiuqiu replied skillfully, "The prince is discussing matters with the ministers. I heard that Qingzhou was hit by three disasters: locusts, floods, and plague. No one in the court is willing to go to the disaster relief. One reason is that they are afraid of contracting the plague and losing their lives. The other is that they are afraid that they will not be able to solve the problem and be dismissed from their official position."

Chang Qing paused for a moment. She remembered that there was only Nan Yusheng, wearing a purple official robe and holding a jade tablet, asking for disaster relief.

In the end, he died at the hands of Ye Fuheng.

The people felt that his death was unjust, so they came all the way to the capital, knelt in front of the palace, and pleaded for him.

Today, Nan Yusheng is involved in Northwest affairs and has not returned to Beijing. I wonder if there will be any changes in this life.

Chang Qing stood up thoughtfully, tidied his clothes, and went to find Ye Fuheng. He didn't care who Ye Fuheng was discussing things with, and walked straight in, saying gently: "Ah Heng, I had a nightmare."

Seeing Chang Qing running in, everyone's faces looked a little unhappy, and they looked at Ye Fuheng above.

As soon as Ye Fuheng saw Chang Qing, he felt a dull pain in his temples. He was really scared of her.

"Jinhua, I have something else to do right now. Can I accompany you later?"

Chang Qing's expression changed instantly, and he acted like a clingy and unreasonable person: "What do you mean, you think I'm annoying, right?"

"I just want to see you as soon as I open my eyes because I like you. What do you mean by stay with me later? What's your attitude?"

Ye Fuheng: “…”

He really had something to do now, and he didn't have the energy to coax Chang Qing, so he said to Bei Luo: "Send the princess back to her room. Don't let her get close to the study without my permission."

Chang Qing was angry.

In the beginning, it was you who insisted on keeping me by your side and begged me to love you. You even broke my legs when I wanted to escape. Now, I think about you all the time and stick to you every day, but you find me annoying.

Chang Qing threw away all the officials he was holding, looked at Ye Fuheng with a cold face, took out an iron chain from somewhere, and tied him up in no time.

Qiuqiu and Beiluo, who were standing by, were stunned. They watched Changqing ty up Ye Fuheng and throw him into the dark room.

Three days later, he walked out with a cold and distant look on his face.

Chang Qing gently touched Ye Fuheng's face, which was covered in wounds, and said softly, "Ah Heng, I love you. Please don't make me angry, okay?"

Ye Fuheng's face twitched. He didn't know what to say as he looked at his wounds. He just felt very suffocated, as if the air around him was being squeezed out bit by bit, making it difficult to breathe.

Looking at the girl's gentle eyes and eyebrows, Ye Fuheng sighed helplessly in his heart and couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

As night fell and the sky was dotted with stars, Ye Fuheng sat in the yard with a complicated expression. He asked the servants to bring him a few jars of wine. He looked at the clear moon in the sky and took a big gulp of the wine.

"Nan'an, tell me, how did she and I end up like this?"

"I am not satisfied, I feel ashamed of her."

She had become too sensitive and suspicious, her moods changing erratically, and her expression would immediately change at the slightest sign of dissatisfaction.

Ye Fuheng felt tired for the first time, not to mention that the court was in chaos, undercurrents were surging, and many people were ready to make moves.

Nan'an stayed not far away, saying nothing, just silently watching Ye Fuheng get drunk to relieve his sorrow, watching him become decadent and blame himself, letting the regret gnaw at his heart.

Finally, Ye Fuheng drank the wine in the glass and said, "Well, even if she dies, she has to accompany me. I forced her to be like this today, and I deserve it. I will not leave her alone in this world."

"Nan'an, send out all the Shadows to kill Nan Yusheng and Jiang Yan at all costs. Never let them return to Chang'an alive."

"Also, we need to find the account book in Li Lesheng's hand as soon as possible. As for the Minister of War that the young emperor just replaced, we need to find a way to make him die suddenly at home."

Ye Fuheng tapped his fingers lightly on the stone table, was silent for two seconds, and then gave instructions for a series of things.

The little emperor had grown up and was slowly taking back power. He didn't mind returning the power to the little emperor, but he had to wait until he had dealt with the affairs of those years.

"Master, what about Prince Ning?" Nan An thought of something and said hesitantly, "According to the news, Prince Ning also intervened in the affairs of the northwest. Li Wenyong was also involved in the last bandit incident."

Ye Fuheng frowned. When the government was unstable and the young emperor was underage, Prince Ning and he were allies, but now, the two were enemies.

After all, one was a staunch royalist and the other was an extremely powerful regent.

"Let's put Prince Ning aside for now. As for Li Wenyong, since he dared to stretch his hand so far and set his sights on Jinhuan, he will naturally have to pay the price. Let Beiluo protect the princess these days."

After Nan'an disappeared, Ye Fuheng spat out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest and took a deep breath.

Now confronting Li Wenyong again would only make his situation more difficult. Ye Fuheng knew this, but so what? He could only say that Li Wenyong had touched someone he shouldn't have touched.

Chang Qing stood in front of the window, her black hair seemed to be dyed with ink, holding a book in her hand, but she was not reading. Instead, she was looking at the starry sky, feeling all alone.

Chang Qing whispered, "It's started."

"Miss."

Qiuqiu had a whip hanging around her waist and made cherry jade paste with the remaining cherries from yesterday morning. Changqing gently scooped a spoonful. It was cool and delicious. After eating it, he felt refreshed.

Chang Qing smiled and scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Qiuqiu's lips: "Qiuqiu, you should try it too. Your cooking skills are the best in the world. You have whetted my appetite."

Qiuqiu smiled and took a bite. "As long as it's what the young lady wants to eat, Qiuqiu will make it for her."

She looked at the person in front of her. He was clearly right in front of her, but the coldness and aloofness around him seemed as if he was separated from the world by thousands of mountains and rivers, as if no one else could reach him in their entire life.

Chang Qing nodded and took Qiuqiu up to the balcony. The cold moon was in the sky and the Milky Way was shining brightly, as if all the stars in the Milky Way had fallen into the vast sky.

"Qiuqiu, do you remember what I told you before? We must pay back what we owe you."

Qiuqiu nodded: "Remember."

She always kept it in mind and worked hard to make herself stronger so that she could protect the people in front of her when danger came.

Until later, she almost thought that the young lady had become unlike herself because of that man. People in the palace said that the young lady was jealous, cruel, and cold, but Qiuqiu felt heartbroken when she saw it.

Chang Qing suddenly turned around and smiled: "It's almost there, Qiuqiu, it's almost there."

You are about to meet your lady, and your lady is thinking about you and missing you.

If you keep loving something, there will be a response.