Female supremacy: The evil woman only wants to ascend the throne

Wan Qingyan slowly turned his head, his eyes closely following Wan Qingyu's back as he walked away.

Somehow, in that instant, her heart suddenly twitched, as if thousands of tiny needles were piercing her at the same time, sharp and painful.

She subconsciously covered her heart with her hands, trying to figure out whether the pain came from the wounds that hadn't healed yet, or from her heart...

The feeling of discomfort became more and more intense. She felt her legs go weak. She stumbled and her body fell backwards involuntarily. Just as she was about to fall heavily to the ground, a pair of strong and powerful hands came like timely rain and supported her steadily from behind.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Breakfast is ready and waiting for you!"

Zheng Changchuan asked with concern while carefully supporting Wan Qingyan. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the injuries on his face had almost recovered, returning to his former handsome appearance.

"I don't want to eat. Help me go back to the house and rest first!"

Wan Qingyan waved her hands weakly, her voice sounding tired. She was now completely immersed in depression and had no appetite at all.

"it is good!"

Seeing this, Zheng Changchuan didn't dare to say anything more. He carefully supported Wan Qingyan and walked towards the house step by step.

Just as the two of them turned around and walked away, Wan Qingyu ran out of the house like an agile deer.

Her eyes were fixed on the two figures, especially when she saw them close to each other, a bitter smile involuntarily appeared at the corners of her mouth.

She had just hurried back to the room and saw that the quilt on the bed was crumpled and all over the place, obviously someone had slept there last night.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she rushed to the bed in two steps. She grabbed the quilt and brought it to her nose, sniffing gently. A familiar and unique scent came to her nose - this was the smell of Wan Qingyan!

Her face instantly lit up with surprise. She had originally thought that Wan Qingyan had just accidentally opened the door this morning and discovered that she had not returned all night.

However, at this moment, the messy bed in front of her and the smell lingering in her nose clearly told her that Wan Qingyan had been waiting for her in her room all night, just for her to return safely.

Thinking of this, she was filled with joy, and her steps became lighter. She couldn't wait to open the door and apologize sincerely to Wan Qingyan to make up for the worry and concern she had caused her by not coming home all night last night.

But when she opened the door, what she saw were the backs of Wan Qingyan and Zheng Changchuan standing very close to each other. At this moment, it was as if a basin of ice water fell from the sky, instantly extinguishing the flame that had just ignited in her heart.

"I'm fine, don't worry! Go ahead and do your work, but be low-key. I'll send two people to protect you, so stay safe!"

As soon as Wan Qingyan returned to her room and lay down in bed, she immediately shook off Zheng Changchuan's hand and sent him to do something. She just wanted to be alone at this moment!

"As ordered!"

Zheng Changchuan left wisely, and did not forget to tuck in the corners of the quilt for Wan Qingyan before leaving.

When a person develops love and expectations for another person, he or she will involuntarily compete with the other person secretly, and try to verify whether the other person cares about him or her through all kinds of unreasonable ways!

Wan Qingyu was just caught up in this subtle atmosphere of competition with Wan Qingyan, unable to extricate himself!

In the next few days, fate seemed to be playing a trick on the sisters, so that Wan Qingyan and Wan Qingyu never met.

It's strange that everyone else can meet Wan Qingyu from time to time, but Wan Qingyan is always just a little bit late and can't see her.

Wan Qingyan was not a stupid person. She knew clearly in her mind that Wan Qingyu was deliberately avoiding her. As a result, her original plan to bow her head and admit her mistake and apologize to Wan Qingyu disappeared in an instant.

Naturally, everyone noticed the unusual awkwardness between the two of them. They wanted to act as peacemakers and mediate, but faced with such a complicated situation, they didn't know where to start or how to persuade them.

Especially Anian, she was very worried about this. She ran over here to comfort Wan Qingyan, and then rushed over there to persuade Wan Qingyu not to be so stubborn, but all her efforts were in vain.

Not only did it fail to ease the conflict, but it had the opposite effect, making the relationship between the two even more tense.

Helpless, A Nian had no choice but to keep silent and pretend that he saw nothing to avoid any further complications.

"Your Highness, I've discovered a major problem. It's truly easy to see the King of Hell, but it's incredibly difficult to deal with the little devils. The local gentry are still constantly annexing land, and they're even beating and threatening the people to stop them from reporting it to the authorities! The lower-level yamen runners and the local gentry are colluding with each other, deceiving their superiors and whitewashing the situation!"

Since Zheng Changchuan took over the task from Wan Qingyan, he often disappeared without a trace. He would only return to the yamen every three to five days, dragging his exhausted body.

Every time he came back, his appearance was so unbearable to look at. There was not a single clean spot from head to toe, and his face was covered with thick mud. He looked like a mud man who had just crawled out of a quagmire.

Although Zheng Changchuan looked so embarrassed, his eyes always shone with determination and persistence. He successfully brought back important news about the real survival difficulties of the people at the bottom of society in the suburban villages!

"Hurry up and drink some water to moisten your throat, then explain everything to me slowly!"

Wan Qingyan turned around, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of warm water for Zheng Changchuan. Looking at his miserable appearance, she sighed deeply.

She knew very well that there was a reality where every policy had its own countermeasures. Even if she formulated the best policies, if they were poorly implemented or deliberately distorted, it would be difficult to achieve the desired results. Management has never been an easy task.

The reason why she was able to manage the main city of Qingzhou in an orderly manner was entirely due to the fact that she had always been personally in charge here, strictly controlling and supervising all matters.

However, for the villages located in the remote suburbs, she could not personally check and supervise them every day, which gave some unscrupulous gentry and yamen runners an opportunity to take advantage of it, conceal the truth from their superiors, and oppress the people at the bottom.

Wan Qingyan had expected this situation. After careful consideration, she decided to send Zheng Changchuan, who came from the bottom of society and could empathize with the suffering of the people, to these villages to secretly visit and collect relevant information.