She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 81: When the Young Lady is Tired of Her Role and Wants to be an Official

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: When the Young Lady is Tired of Her Role and Wants to be an Official

Cong Huan took two steps back when Yan Wanqing confronted her; she felt that there was something off about Miss Wang today.

Before she could fully comprehend the situation, she heard Yan Wanqing continue.

"Let me guess," Yan Wanqing walked around the courtyard; the sunlight today made her feel very comfortable. Her already fair skin was translucent and radiant under the sun, appearing extremely inviolable, yet the words she spoke were particularly piercing, "You want to stop the marriage between me and the Young Marquis, and the quickest and best way is to have me find out that the Young Marquis is flirtatious and involved with the maids. This is also what you’ve been whispering in my ears every other day. Last night, something significant happened in the manor, and you knew your chance had come, so you drugged the Young Marquis and went to his bed, and to make the whole affair seem as real as possible, you even slipped away to mingle with Xiaozhao from the stable for a while, endeavoring to make everything crystal clear. Unfortunately, however."

Cong Huan’s face turned pale: "Unfortunately what?" All the actions she had taken were being laid bare by Yan Wanqing, and at this moment, her heart was in utter chaos.

She shouldn’t have engaged in these conspiracies and tricks in front of Miss Wang; how could she forget that Miss was always praised for her stratagems?

Seeing Cong Huan’s panicked look, Yan Wanqing showed rare compassion, "Cong Huan, did you think I became soft-hearted and weak once my health declined?

Cong Huan shivered like a sieve; her knees directly knelt on the snow-covered ground, disregarding the pain: "This servant was wrong, this servant shouldn’t have been scheming, please forgive me, miss."

As she said, having followed Yan Wanqing for so many years, how could she not know what kind of person her master was?

A person who could behead an enemy leader among thousands of Iron Cavalry without changing her expression could hardly be called soft-hearted.

"The sun is quite strong today, a good day to set out," Yan Wanqing spoke as if she truly were commenting on the weather, her tone unnaturally mild, "After serving me for so many years, I will agree to one last request."

Cong Huan’s knees felt numb from the cold, a chill seemed to rise from the ground, creeping up her legs to her scalp, causing her to shake uncontrollably and sob soundlessly.

Yet she still looked up at Yan Wanqing: "Why did you never believe what I said from the beginning to the end? Why did you believe what Cong Ge said, but never trust a word I said!"

Yan Wanqing hadn’t expected her to ask such a question at this dying moment; after a moment of thought, she said, "The words of a betrayer are not to be trusted."

Cong Huan’s pupils contracted sharply: "This servant has never—"

"Cong Huan, I’ve always admired your cleverness, you appeared very intelligent, but you should never have directed those thoughts towards me. You treasured the promises of the Seventh Prince as if they were precious jewels, forgetting all the kindness I have shown over the years," Yan Wanqing extended a hand and gently patted her cold cheek, adding, "That’s not how one should live."

"How did you find out!" Cong Huan screamed hysterically, "Where did the problem occur..." She had done many things to ensure there was no failure, could Yan Wanqing really have predicted each one?

She’s a mortal too! A normal person subjected to the cycles of life, how could she always be one step ahead?

This was the first time doubts crept into Cong Huan’s mind.

Yan Wanqing observed her rebellious demeanor, her gaze icy, she drew closer and softly whispered in her ear, "Because the Young Marquis is a woman."

Cong Huan’s eyes widened in disbelief, and just as she was about to scream, a knife appeared behind her, plunging straight into her heart. Cong Huan looked down at the cold tip of the blade in her chest, then slowly exhaled her last.

Yan Wanqing straightened up, watching Hong Wu as she instructed, "Take the body to Xiao Hongshen’s bed; this is my greeting to him."

Hong Wu lifted Cong Huan’s body, barely concealing his excitement, "My lord, are we finally declaring war?!"

Yan Wanqing smiled slightly, the crisp air entering her lungs, her gaze spanning beyond the northern wall to the yellowing ginkgo tree, then she waved her hand: "Go, let everyone prepare."

Her time was running short.

It was only a matter of time before she would openly confront Xiao Hongshen. This time, she intended to dominate overwhelmingly, ensuring that no one dared to utter an extra word!

Hong Wu, carrying the body of Cong Huan, crossed the wall and disappeared into the yard.

Yan Wanqing suddenly turned her head towards Cong Ge, who was still standing at the courtyard gate; she beckoned with her finger.

Cong Ge swallowed nervously and stepped forward: "Miss."

"Are you scared?" Yan Wanqing asked.

Cong Ge puzzled, "Scared of what?"

"I killed your sister, who has been by your side for many years, today. Do you find me terrifying?" Yan Wanqing’s gaze was fixed intently on Cong Ge’s eyes when she spoke.

Cong Ge remained calm from beginning to end, looking straight at Yan Wanqing with her head raised, "In the eyes of this servant, just having missy is enough, I do not care about others."

Yan Wanqing hummed in acknowledgment, her expression showing little change.

Cong Ge also stood up naturally and said, "The Young Marquis must have prepared food for Missy, would you like to change the place for the meal?"

Yan Wanqing shook her head, "This place is very good, let them bring it in."

Upon hearing this, Cong Ge did not hesitate, and immediately went out to call someone to bring in the table and food.

Huai Yu, who had been scared enough early in the morning, ate some food with Yan Wanqing. She saw the pool of blood on the ground and did not ask more. Both were wise; the situation in the Capital City was changing every minute, and she had already learned to face it calmly.

However, Huai Yu couldn’t help but speak out.

"You are carrying a child, at least let me do these kinds of things in the future. Why must you do it yourself?"

Yan Wanqing swallowed a bite of the soft and sticky pastry and said, "There is already no shortage of fresh blood on my hands. Besides, the Thousand Mechanism in my body is unresolved. I do not even know if I can survive until the baby is born. Speaking of this is too early."

Huai Yu was left speechless and could only utter a dry ’oh’ before continuing to eat.

The Thousand Mechanism in Yan Wanqing’s body was a sword hanging over everyone’s head.

If Yan Wanqing were to fall, what would become of them all?

Huai Yu did not know, but she believed that Yan Lingzhen from the Yan Family would definitely bring back the antidote.

She always had such blind confidence in the Yan Family.

The meal was quickly finished, and Sun Qinglian and Yan An were still not back from Dali Temple. In the afternoon, Yan Wanqing received the news that Yan Minsheng had not survived.

They said he died with a distorted expression, and the blood on his body had turned black.

Yan Wanqing listened, her expression very calm, only glancing at Huai Yu playing with the myna at the door, ultimately saying nothing.

The turmoil in the Capital City, already muddled enough, what harm would a bit more muddiness do?

"Tomorrow I plan to enter the palace to visit the Empress," Yan Wanqing suddenly said.

Huai Yu turned around, "Why so suddenly?"

"Nothing much, just tired of acting like the lady of the house at home and wanting to try being an official," Yan Wanqing said indifferently.

"Are you joking?" Huai Yu was stunned, "But you are a woman!"

"So what?" Yan Wanqing put down her needlework, set aside the bride’s dress she had embroidered almost halfway, which was then picked up by Cong Ge to continue. She looked at Huai Yu and said, "Just because I am a woman, I cannot enter the court as an official? The Imperial Examination is coming soon, and I can sit for the exam and pass just like all the other scholars."

Huai Yu sighed softly, "With how weak you are, how could you?"

"You are not weak, then why don’t you go?"

Huai Yu, frowning deeply: "Yan Wanqing, can’t you just speak plainly?!"

"One month from now, I hope you can replace me in heading South of the River. Once you return, we will get married immediately," Yan Wanqing said very seriously. "The things you want to do, I will help you, but the things I want to do, I also hope that you can lend me your unwavering support."

The expression on Huai Yu’s face was obscure and unclear: "Is becoming an official the only way?"

Yan Wanqing was certain, "Yes." No one was better suited than Huai Yu. Initially, she thought about sending Chai You, but the risk was too high. Huai Yu was ruthless and venomous enough; she was the most suitable person.

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