After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Ding Changfeng responded and ran into the rain again, stepping on the puddles in the yard, making a "patter" sound.

Nian Susu and Qin Junyu settled down in Yulin.

At night, the rain fell heavily again. The sound of raindrops hitting the small green tiles was very crisp. The water accumulated in the tiles formed a small river that fell down.

The sky is dark, without any light at all.

Qin Junyu stood on the corridor, the rain was blown away by the wind, wetting the wooden floor and his robe, but he remained indifferent.

There were sporadic noises coming from the tiles on the roof. Qin Junyu's ears moved and he looked sideways to see a masked man in black walking towards him and stopping two steps away.

The man in black clasped his fists and bowed his head. His voice was so low that it seemed very suppressed in the sound of the rain. "Master, there is no problem with the elders. The succession work of each department has been completed. Now we are waiting for your instructions."

Qin Junyu nodded and looked at the rain outside the eaves calmly.

After a while, the man in black still maintained his original posture. Qin Junyu looked sideways, raised an eyebrow and asked, "What? Is there anything else?"

Logically, he should have gone invisible after finishing his report, so why was he still standing there like an idiot? Yulinju was not a place where it was convenient to talk.

The man in black lowered his head and spoke hesitantly, "Master... the elders hope that you will go back and hold a resignation ceremony, which can also be regarded as an explanation to the next owner of the manor..."

I swear to God, these were the words of the elders. The man in black was afraid that this gentleman would rob the villa if he was unhappy.

Qin Junyu frowned, a little impatient, "There was no ceremony when I took office, why do I have to go through all these procedures when I quit?"

Hearing the anger in his tone, the man in black didn't dare to mention it again and clenched his fists in grievance.

"One more thing..."

"The ministers asked... would you like to reconsider it? After all, it is the result of many years of hard work. No one except you dares to take the position of the owner of Tianxuan Villa."

So much so that a new successor has not yet been chosen.

It's not that there are no capable people, but that there are too many promising people, and it is difficult to tell who is better. No one dares to say that he can surpass Xuan Ji, so it has been delayed until today.

Qin Junyu closed his eyes and said, "Once I make a decision, I will not regret it."

"I hope that the next time you come to see me, they will have elected a new owner."

The implication is: Don't bother me with anything else except this matter.

The man in black understood, retreated quietly, and climbed onto the roof in the rain.

Just then, Nian Susu came back from washing up and saw a dark figure disappearing in the rainy night. Qin Junyu looked troubled again. She approached him while wiping his hair and asked, "Who were you talking to just now?"

The rain drifted in, and she hid inside, hiding behind him.

Qin Junyu smiled, hugged her and turned back to the room, "The people from Shengjing, ask him to monitor the situation in the palace and report to me at any time if there are any changes."

Nian Susu said "Oh" but didn't suspect anything.

With the door closed, all wind and rain are blocked outside, and the house feels warm and safe.

The two of them squeezed into a bed that was neither too big nor too small. The window was shaking and a bean-sized light was on next to them. Nian Susu tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

"You said we have arrived in Wujun, what should I call you?"

Qin Junyu knew that she couldn't sleep and didn't want to let others sleep, so she was just making small talk.

He pulled her into his arms, letting her rest her head on his arm, and adjusted the position to a comfortable one for both of them. He said in a muffled voice, "As long as you like, you can call me whatever you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and his eyes suddenly opened.

The light was dim, not enough to illuminate the surroundings. He looked at her silently in the darkness, his fingertips gently stroking her cheek.

There was a smile in his voice: "How about Madam just call me husband?"

Nian Susu punched him in the chest, very disgusted, "Eh - no, that's so corny."

Qin Junyu suppressed his laughter and continued to tease her: "Why? Didn't you introduce Ding Changfeng in the same way during the day?"

"Tsk." Nian Susu curled his lips, too lazy to argue with him.

After pondering for a while, I finally came up with an idea: "I know!"

"Shall I call you A Yu like Master Xiao? How is that? Isn't it both intimate and appropriate?"

"Isn't it inappropriate for my husband..."

In the darkness, Nian Susu accurately covered his mouth with his hand, "Shh - shut up, don't say anything else, just listen to me."

Qin Junyu had no choice but to swallow his words back in disappointment.

Ah Yu…well it’s actually not bad.

-

Shengjing, Palace of Prayer for Good Harvests.

"Remember to stay in bed and rest. Don't let the emperor go out. The wind is strong these days. It would be bad if he gets a new illness." Judge Chen instructed Lin Shoude in a serious tone.

The two of them came out of the Qinian Palace together. They were so focused that they didn't notice that there were four or five people waiting for them on the steps.

When he got closer, Lin Shoude exclaimed, "Oh my!", with a surprised look, "Why are you here? You didn't even send someone to inform me, so that you would have a place to stay."

The weather was hot and no one knew how long they had been waiting at the door.

The leader was the Minister of Personnel Qiu Simiao. He stepped forward with his hands folded, glanced worriedly into the Palace of Prayer for Good Harvests, and asked with concern, "Eunuch Lin, how is the emperor doing?"

Lin Shoude instantly broke out in a cold sweat on his back. After spending so many days in anxiety, what was supposed to come finally came.

He smiled and signaled that Chen Yuanpan could leave first, then adjusted his mood and turned around to face the adults.

Qiu Simiao sighed heavily: "I heard that the emperor has been reviewing memorials frequently these days. If you are not feeling well, don't be stubborn. Official business can be handled at any time. The most important thing right now is to take care of yourself."

Colleagues agreed: "Yes, it has been so long and there is no improvement. It must not be a minor illness. You need to take good care of yourself and don't try to be strong while you are sick."

Lin Shoude's heart skipped a beat. Eh? Why is it different from what he imagined? Shouldn't he have asked angrily, asking to see the emperor?

Before he could react, Qiu Simiao had already walked away.

Lin Shoude frowned and turned back to the Qinian Palace.

In Qin Junyu's bedroom, Qin Wenyuan was sitting on the wide dragon chair reading memorials. In order to take into account his arm length and height, the distance between the dragon table and the dragon chair was specially moved closer.

Lin Shoude returned to him silently and glanced at the memorial in his hand. It was a document that Qin Junyu had approved in the past. It was originally kept in the library and Qin Wenyuan ordered someone to find it secretly.

The ministers were worried that Qin Junyu was overworked and it was not good for his recovery, so unless it was an urgent matter, they generally did not submit memorials to the Palace of Prayer for Good Harvests. Qin Wenyuan had nothing to do, so he had been reading this these days.

"Has Judge Chen gone back?" he suddenly asked.

The voice was gentle, the tone was steady, and there was indeed some majesty in it.

Lin Shoude responded, feeling awe-inspiring.