Empress Fenghua: " Don’t even think about forcing me to go dark."
12Meeting the Minister

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"Stop proclaiming. I'm not sick, I'm not crazy. It's fake, it's all fake. These beauties want to court me and even want me to have children. Quickly go away. Don't touch me. I don't want to take medicine.”Bai Yao supported her chin with her hand, feeling weak.

In the end, the imperial physician came to check Bai Yao's pulse and gave her a prescription. It was all medicine to replenish blood and Qi. Tang Jinchuan probably said something.

At that time, the female official boiled a big bowl and Tang Jinchuan watched Bai Yao drink it.

"I... I am the emperor…" After being stared at by everyone in the room, Bai Yao finally drank her medicine and went to bed in grief and indignation.

When she woke up, Bai Yao was still in this country, acting as her empress.

After sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, seeing that she had no intention of getting off the bed, Li Bing reminded her in a low voice,"Your Majesty, although there is no need to attend the morning court today, there are still many administrative matters waiting for Your Majesty to make a decision.”

Hehe, Tangxue was still sitting at the back. How could it be her turn to handle government affairs? It was fine if she didn't want to be the female lead, but she actually wanted to be reduced to a reproductive tool. Was there any reason for this?

Bai Yao felt that she must have been muddle-headed from the medicine. She actually obediently got out of bed and allowed Li Bing to undress her. The plan she had decided to resist in her grief and indignation was completely forgotten in front of the delicious food and drinks.

If he couldn't go back, if he couldn't keep the throne, who knew what would happen to him.

Bai Yao had come to the realization that she was not an emperor, but the men and women around her!

Wasn't it just government affairs? Just deal with it!

Looking at the mountain of memorials in front of her, Bai Yao felt that if she didn't comfort herself, she wouldn't be able to live her days.

"Are you really going to let me handle it?" Bai Yao tilted her head and asked Shen Yanxi.

Shen Yan happily nodded and said,"After His Majesty reads it, the Empress Dowager will read it again."”

This was how he dealt with government affairs.

Fortunately, Bai Yao studied Chinese at the university and had always liked classical Chinese. She had even bought a few books on classical Chinese to read, so it was not too difficult to read these memorials.

However, understanding it was one thing, and dealing with it was another.

Seeing that Bai Yao was frowning and didn't write a word for a long time, Shen Yanxi leaned over and asked in a low voice,""The ministers have been waiting outside for a long time. Does Your Majesty want to summon them?”

Hearing this, Bai Yao smiled as if she was pardoned.""Summon, quickly summon him in."

Five people walked in, each one older than the last. Bai Yao was used to seeing old men with long white beards gathered together to discuss state affairs with the emperor on television. When she suddenly saw the men mixed in with these women, her first reaction was to politely call them " Uncle and Auntie."

Bai Yao's rationality made her swallow her saliva, and she forcefully changed the words 'Hello, auntie' to 'Hello, aunty'."Ah... Please sit."

With a few big shots who were familiar with state affairs discussing, what Bai Yao needed to do was to listen carefully. When they suddenly turned to ask her, she pretended to think for a moment, then nodded and said in a deep voice,""What you say is true.”

Then, he drew a circle on the memorial to indicate that he had read it. A female official who was listening in would take the memorial and write down the matters discussed by the ministers just now and send it to the Empress Dowager.

It wasn't too troublesome to deal with the government affairs. Bai Yao was willing to sit here and listen. She said a few words of courtesy, and the ministers were so moved that they were about to cry.

Bai Yao thought that when they returned, they would definitely be like Tang Jinchuan and spend a lot of money to fulfill their vows in front of Buddha.

However, did they know that he was just a puppet?

Bai Yao thought that they must have known about it, but they just didn't say it. Who would dare to go against the empress dowager?

Who could he blame? The character and background were all written by himself.

Bai Yao thought that she would never write a novel again when she got back.

The world is already so unpredictable, don't blindly fantasize about it. Who knows, one day you might wet your shoes.

She didn't know if her body had starved to death. If she died, her parents would be the most heartbroken. She was the only daughter and they were still arranging blind dates.

What about South City? Will he think of me? He didn't know if his wedding went smoothly, if Xiao Ying knew through others, or if she went to his wedding.

In the end, it had nothing to do with him.

"Your Majesty, how about…" Shen Yanxi was constantly paying attention to Bai Yao's expression. When she saw that her eyes suddenly turned red as she approved the memorial, she could not help but be shocked and reminded her.

Bai Yao came back to her senses, and a tear rolled down her face. The ministers were arguing fiercely, and it was rare that the Emperor was willing to listen to them talk about political affairs. He wished he could say everything in one breath.

"It's okay, zhen... I'm just…" Bai Yao was somewhat absent-minded. She looked down at the memorial she had picked up casually. It was written that the Prime Minister's youngest daughter had died prematurely, and she was requesting leave for a few days to deal with her funeral. "Who is the Prime Minister?"

Although Shen Yanxi found it strange, she still pointed at the woman who was arguing fiercely with the other female minister. She did not seem to be sad at all.

"Didn't the young girl die prematurely and ask for leave? Why did you let her discuss state affairs?" Bai Yao asked in confusion.

Shen Yanxi looked troubled. She thought about it a few times before saying tactfully,"His Majesty has yet to grant the Prime Minister leave.”

What kind of emperor was Nalan Baiqiong? How could the minister not come?

"Order her to go back." Bai Yao placed the memorial aside." I approve."”

Shen Yanxi walked up to the ministers and stopped their discussion. She then whispered Bai Yao's instructions.

The female prime minister was stunned. She pursed her lips and stepped forward to thank him."In that case, this old minister will return first. Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty.”

When she raised her head, Bai Yao saw that her face was covered in tears. She had been holding back her tears just now and was pretending to be steady when she walked out.

The other ministers should also know what happened to the Prime Minister's family, so they kept quiet.

Bai Yao was no longer in the mood to listen. Seeing that the memorial on the table had been half-read, she told them to go back.

"Your Majesty is tired. The carriage is already waiting outside.”Li Bing stepped forward and asked.

Bai Yao nodded and followed her to the carriage. She thought of the Prime Minister's appearance and couldn't help but ask Shen Yanxi, who was beside her,""How did the Prime Minister's youngest daughter pass away? How old are you this year? Who else is in the Prime Minister's family?”

Shen Yanxi answered them one by one." The Prime Minister gave birth to a son twice before. He only had a daughter when he was in his forties. The youngest daughter died when she was only one year old. It seemed to have happened last night. The cold didn't get better and eventually passed away. The Prime Minister's hair turned white overnight.”

Bai Yao sighed when she heard that. The outline was just an outline, and it didn't feel like much when she read it, but she couldn't help but feel sad for her after experiencing it personally.

The Prime Minister was already in his forties. Bai Yao had just seen her head full of white hair, looking like a sixty-year-old person. The more happy she was in her old age, the more intense the pain of losing her son was.#

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