In the early morning, Chu Qing yawned with sleepy eyes.

Well, very good.

It was still dark outside.

After waking up, Chu Qing looked at Yan Lin next to her with evil intentions and stretched out her foot. "Go!"

"Doh!"

She had slept so early last night and had been waiting for this moment.

Yan Lin stood up and looked at Chu Qing on the bed with a livid face. "What do you want to do again."

"We're leaving for the Winter Hunt this afternoon. Your Majesty, you should go and prepare early in the morning. It's not in vain for me to wake up so early to remind you." Chu Qing wrapped herself in the quilt.

It was really cold in the early winter.

"A reminder? Do you call that a reminder?" Yan Lin looked at Chu Qing coldly, clenched his fists, and loosened them. After several times, he finally suppressed the extravasated blood in his throat.

Chu Qing nodded confidently and said, "What else can I do?"

"Well, Chu Qing, this is a reminder." Yan Lin said with red eyes, "I just finished dealing with government affairs at 12:45 last night, and now It's 5:00 at most. Even if I'm in good health, I can't sleep for only four hours a day!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became.

However, Chu Qing, the culprit, was lying in the quilt and sleepy. "That's your business. What does it have to do with me."

Yan Lin was so angry that he laughed. "If the Chu Qing wanted the throne, you wouldn't have gone through so much trouble. Kill me and ascend the throne directly..."

"You're so wordy."

Chu Qing said impatiently, "Come in some servers! Your Majesty feels uneasy about the Winter Hunt. Take him away to deal with it."

"Chu Qing!"

"I trust you, Your Majesty. You will be fully in charge of this matter."

With that, Chu Qing suddenly buried her head in the quilt.

It was so cold!

There was not even an air conditioner or heating. This was not a place for people to stay in ancient times.

Under the guards' control, Yan Lin wanted to cut Chu Qing, who was lying on the bed, into pieces.

Chu Qing slept until late in the morning.

On the other side, Yan Lin was in the Imperial Study and almost tore it down.

Sitting on the throne, Yan Lin discussed today's Winter Hunt with several ministers of the Ministry of Rites with a gloomy face.

The atmosphere in the palace was extremely tense.

The assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites and the Minister of Rites below were very aggrieved.

Although they looked down on Yan Lin in their hearts, who sold his body to be the emperor, they had to give face to Chu Qing.

The throne, which had not been paved with blood, was not so stable after all.

Not to mention anything else, he didn't even have his own power. How could he convince the ministers in the court?

What's more, there was a powerful Chu Qing.

Therefore, although the two of them didn't make things difficult for Yan Lin on important matters, they tried their best to make trouble with those trivial things.

Of course, Yan Lin knew that these officials were being perfunctory. Although he couldn't see details through their little tricks in private, he could tell that something was wrong.

"Chu Qing often talks about you in front of me, saying that you two are the mainstays of the imperial court."

As he spoke, Yan Lin looked at them coldly and said, "It's better to see it than to hear it a hundred times. Even such complicated and messy things need me to make a decision... It seems that the rumors are not credible."

The Minister of Rites was not afraid of Yan Lin at all. "Your Majesty, in the past, these mundane matters were personally handled by the Chu Qing. But now, Your Highness has handed over the full authority of the Winter Hunt to you, so these matters naturally need to be decided by you."

"Is that so?"

Yan Lin did not believe the words of the Minister of Rites.

Chu Qing was a despicable villain who stayed in the resting palace every day. Would he review at least 40 or 50 memorials to the throne every day?

And a few months ago, before he ascended the throne, that guy had transported three trucks of memorials!

Disdain flashed through the eyes of the Minister of Rites. "The Ministry of Rites is shorthanded during the Winter Hunt today. Your Majesty, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

"You may leave."

After walking out of the Imperial Study, the Minister of Rites looked so impatient.

The assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites was a little puzzled. "Minister, those things aren't we..."

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

The Minister of Rites glanced at him coldly. "Don't talk too much in the future. Do more work."

"Yes."

Although the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites was not sociable, he came from a poor family, so the Minister of Rites wanted to promote him. "I remember that you have a daughter, who should be 16 years old this year."

The assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites was stunned for a moment. "My daughter... is indeed 16 years old this year."

Then, he suddenly thought of something. Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites. "Lord, I only have one daughter. I hope that she can get along well with her husband in the future and spend the rest of her life in peace. Heaven and earth can bear witness to that. I've never thought of she marrying into a powerful family!"

If she was sent to the palace to serve the new puppet emperor...

The assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites couldn't imagine how his good daughter could survive in this murderous palace.

"What if she doesn't attach herself to the royal family but serves Your Highness?"

"That's even more impossible!"

The assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites almost knelt down to him. "Lord, that's my own flesh and blood! Even if I have to die, I'm not willing to sell my daughter for glory!"

Everyone knew how the wife of the Chu Qing married into the Chu Qing Mansion?

Moreover, the Chu Qing... liked men!

At the thought of this, the Minister of Rites couldn't help worrying about his daughter.

The Minister of Rites stared at the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites for a long time. "Forget it. I was just joking."

After an unknown period of time, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, who felt a lingering fear, looked in the direction of the Imperial Study with a trembling body.

On the other side.

The Minister of Rites came to the resting palace of Chu Qing.

"Your Highness."

Wearing a pure white fox fur coat, Chu Qing sat casually on the chair and asked, "How's it going?"

"Your Highness, I've applied pressure on the Imperial Study on etiquette in many ways according to your instructions. I've also warned the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites. I watched him stay in the waterside pavilion for a while and then looked in the direction of the Imperial Study for a long time."

Chu Qing nodded.

She was quite satisfied with this result.

"What a pity."

She had to give away such a talented person.

The Minister of Rites was a little hesitant. "Your Highness, I had a deep misunderstanding of you before because of my pedantic ways. And I've been targeting you in the court... Please forgive me for what happened in the past."

Previously, he thought that the Chu Qing was ambitious and wanted to threaten the emperor to order the feudal princes.

It was not until the Chu Qing came to him for cooperation that he suddenly realized that the Chu Qing had really put in a lot of effort for the new emperor.

Chu Qing didn't take it seriously and said, "There's no other way. Your Majesty is neither the legitimate son nor the eldest son. He's even young. Because he's hated by his mother, he has just begun to learn the skills of an emperor. If I don't find a way to pave the way for him, I'm afraid he'll be hacked to death by the rebels before he leaves the Remote Palace."

Even now, she slept with the Hero every day, and she would be assassinated every now and then.

Tears welled up in the Minister of Rites. "Your Highness... Your Highness has spared no effort for Great Yan's nation. It's just that..." He couldn't bear to see this happen. "After Your Majesty's true control political affairs... Your Highness' situation..."

"It doesn't matter."

Chu Qing was very clear about her position. "I have long been diagnosed with an incurable disease, and I don't have much time left. As for the future... I don't have a future, nor do I have a way out."

It was impossible for the Hero to be humble all the time. What's more, there was a system that secretly deducted her life every day...

If it weren't for the fact that the system didn't allow her to die now and go home for dinner, she would have vomited blood in minutes.

"Your Highness..."

The Minister of Rites felt as if there was a bone stuck in his throat.

So Your Highness was so loyal to Great Yan?

Chu Qing, Yes, let me die (go home) as soon as possible!

After sending away the Minister of Rites, Chu Qing stayed in the resting palace, thinking about how to teach (and torture) the Hero.

However, a chill suddenly ran down her lower abdomen. Then, as if something had broken out of the soil, a warm current slowly flowed out.

Chu Qing, ...

Damn it!

Her menstruation was late for a few months. Why did it come today?

A maid's voice came from outside the door. "Your Highness, we will be heading to the Winter Hunting Ground in two hours."

"... Got it." Chu Qing replied.

On the surface, she looked calm, but in fact, she was crying her heart out.

How could she not go?

Or could she let menstruation go before she went?