Mistakenly Treated The Princess As A Concubine - Chapter 125

During the court session, outside the Taihe Hall, Wen Zhuojin waited to be summoned. Unlike before, when she would wait behind the screen in the main hall for Yan Qinglan, this time she stood outside. The sky had just brightened, and the deep blue expanse held both the sun and the moon, the air slightly chilly.

Inside the Taihe Hall, Yan Qinglan sat at the highest position, looking down at the assembled court officials.

“The matter of the imperial harem is indeed important, but there is another urgent matter that requires the collective wisdom of all of you. An urgent message from Southern Chu has just arrived. They have amassed 200,000 troops at the southern border and have already seized two of our northern cities. The envoy sent to the southern border reports that Southern Chu demands five more cities and a princess for a marriage alliance before agreeing to a two-year truce. What do you all think of this war?”

Yan Qinglan spoke gravely, ordering the envoy’s letter to be passed around for the officials to read.

As soon as Yan Qinglan finished speaking, the officials’ expressions changed drastically.

Previously, the chaos caused by Southern Chu spies had already made the court hostile toward Southern Chu. Now, this new demand pushed their animosity to a new peak.

“Your Majesty, I believe we must fight. Southern Chu has no sincerity and is driven by wolfish ambition. First, their spies poisoned Your Majesty and the Fifth Prince, and now they make such demands. If we agree, they will only grow more aggressive. Where will the dignity of Northern Jin lie? I propose we muster the entire nation’s strength to fight Southern Chu to the death!”

One official immediately spoke up with righteous indignation.

The officials who had been arguing over recommending candidates for the imperial harem were now shocked and had their attention diverted.

“Your Majesty, absolutely not! The war with Northern Qiang has just ended, and Northern Jin needs time to recover. We cannot afford another war. Moreover, the national treasury is empty, and we can no longer sustain the military. Most of our troops are stationed in the north, leaving the southern border inadequately defended. Southern Chu has 200,000 troops concentrated there. What do we have to fight them with? If we mobilize the entire nation to recruit soldiers, more people will be drawn into the war, leaving fewer to work the fields. Northern Jin will struggle to survive. I beg Your Majesty to reconsider!”

Another official quickly stepped forward to argue.

The debate between the war faction and the peace faction reignited.

“Your Majesty, the root of the problem is that Southern Chu knows Northern Jin’s treasury is empty, which is why they dare to provoke us. The immediate solution is to raise enough silver. Even if peace talks fail, we must show Southern Chu that Northern Jin has the strength to fight.”

“Your Majesty once said that 2 million taels of silver would be required to enter the imperial harem. Given the current situation, I urge Your Majesty to reconsider this condition.”

After some time, one official brought the discussion back to the earlier topic.

Wen Zhuojin’s uncle, Wu Fuxin, who stood among the court officials, frowned deeply.

Some officials suggested that Yan Qinglan use the imperial harem and marriage alliances to “raise funds” to solve the treasury’s emptiness, while others opposed this idea.

Since learning that Wen Zhuojin and Yan Qinglan had already “married” Wu Fuxin had been losing sleep. After several days of “guidance” from Wu Yuanheng, he had come to terms with it and could only offer his support.

If Yan Qinglan opened the imperial harem, what position would Wen Zhuojin hold?

As Wen Zhuojin’s maternal family’s pillar of support, Wu Fuxin didn’t have that much silver. If Wen Zhuojin couldn’t secure a high position, she would be relegated to the lowest rank.

“Your Majesty, I volunteer to go to Great Qin as an envoy to persuade them to station troops at the Southern Chu border to contain their forces. This could relieve the pressure on our southern border.” Wu Fuxin stepped forward to propose.

“Going to Great Qin as an envoy is no easy task. By the time the envoy arrives, Southern Chu may have already advanced deep into our territory, seizing multiple cities.” another official immediately voiced his disagreement.

“At this critical moment for Northern Jin, instead of thinking of ways to help Your Majesty solve the problem, some are trying to force Your Majesty into the imperial harem with silver. This is preposterous! Your Majesty, I am willing to go to Southern Chu again to negotiate and buy time for General Wu!” Another official, who opposed using the imperial harem to raise funds, stepped forward.

“Very well. Northern Jin is not without options. Since General Wu and Minister Xia are willing, I will send you to Great Qin and the southern border. For now, we must stall Southern Chu’s forces. I have no energy to expand the imperial harem at this time. As I said before, if anyone can offer 2 million taels of silver to resolve this crisis, I will grant them the position of Empress.” Yan Qinglan said, cutting off the debate.

Hearing this, the officials fell silent. After so many days, those who could raise funds had already done so. Raising 1 million taels was manageable, but 2 million was a significant challenge.

Even those with substantial family wealth hesitated at such a high cost, hoping Yan Qinglan would lower the threshold.

Just as the officials were about to try persuading Yan Qinglan again, a eunuch outside loudly announced:

“Your Majesty, Brilliant County Princess Wen Zhuojin requests an audience!”

The officials were puzzled. Why was Wen Zhuojin here?

Court sessions were restricted to officials of certain ranks. Although Wen Zhuojin held a high noble title, her position as a female physician did not require her to attend court.

“Let her in to speak.” Yan Qinglan said before anyone could object.

This timing was clearly arranged by Yan Qinglan.

Soon, Wen Zhuojin entered from outside.

“What matter does Brilliant County Princess wish to report?” Yan Qinglan asked, looking at Wen Zhuojin.

Earlier that morning, the two had risen together. The dark court robes Wen Zhuojin wore were also chosen by Yan Qinglan.

The tall figure in court robes did not look bulky but instead exuded dignity and nobility. Standing before the court, Wen Zhuojin made everyone else seem dull in comparison.

Even though they had only been apart for less than anWenr, Yan Qinglan’s eyes still lit up upon seeing Wen Zhuojin in court robes, finding her extremely beautiful.

“Your Majesty, I have a treasure to present that may alleviate Your Majesty’s urgent concerns. May I have it brought in?” Wen Zhuojin said loudly.

“Oh? Bring it in for me to see.” Yan Qinglan said.

At Yan Qinglan’s command, people began carrying in boxes.

One box, two boxes… until twenty boxes had been brought in.

These boxes had been brought into the palace from outside, creating quite a spectacle along the way.

As Yan Qinglan had suggested, there were still Southern Chu spies in Yunjing City who had not been completely eradicated. There were likely small figures within the palace who could relay information without being detected.

Thus, anything done in Yunjing City or the court could reach Southern Chu.

This was also what Yan Qinglan hoped for.

Northern Jin had enough silver to last until the autumn harvest. Not only did they have the strength to fight, but they could also make Southern Chu wary.

After the boxes were brought in, they occupied the central space in the hall, drawing everyone’s attention.

“Open them!” At Yan Qinglan’s command, the boxes were opened, revealing dazzling golden light that left the officials speechless.

Wu Fuxin, who had just been worrying about his niece’s lack of resources compared to the wealthy merchants, was shocked to see Wen Zhuojin present so much gold, silver, and jewels!

Aside from two boxes of jewelry, jade, and paintings, the remaining eighteen boxes were filled with uniformly sized gold bars, neatly stacked.

“The gold here is worth 1.6 million taels of silver. The paintings and jade are also priceless, estimated at over 800,000 taels. The total exceeds 2 million taels of silver. Additionally, I have a newly discovered mineral vein map to present to Your Majesty.” Wen Zhuojin said, producing a scroll.

The silver Jiangxiao had hidden was not this much. Yan Qinglan had added some to it, and the mineral vein map was also provided by Yan Qinglan to increase Wen Zhuojin’s standing, ensuring no one could overshadow her.

Since these were gifts for Yan Qinglan, Wen Zhuojin did not refuse.

The officials’ gazes shifted from the gold to Wen Zhuojin.

Those unaware of the situation began speculating about Wen Zhuojin’s family background.

This silver couldn’t possibly be a gift to the court; it must be exchanged for something.

Wen Zhuojin’s father, Jing’anWen, had a son, but the boy was only ten years old. Could it be that Yan Qinglan would take the child as her consort?

Or perhaps Wen Zhuojin’s maternal family had a suitable candidate, such as the recently appointed Wu Yuanheng?

As the officials speculated, Wu Fuxin, who knew the truth, had a rough idea.

He was also deeply shocked.

Wen Zhuojin had only been running her shops for a year. It was impossible for her to have earned so much silver.

Had Yan Qinglan given her the silver to let her take credit?

Wu Fuxin was both shocked and suspicious. Yan Qinglan becoming Empress was already rare. If she now openly supported a same-s3x Empress, it would be unprecedented. He wondered how the conservative officials would react.

Meanwhile, Yan Qinglan paid no attention to the officials’ thoughts. She had someone unfold the scroll, glanced at it, and then closed it.

“Brilliant County Princess, I previously promised that whoever could offer the court over 2 million taels of silver would be allowed into my imperial harem. Brilliant County Princess is already a noble. There is no higher title to bestow. Do you wish to enter my imperial harem? Or are you representing someone else?” Yan Qinglan asked slowly, deliberately giving Wen Zhuojin a way to climb.

Wen Zhuojin looked up at Yan Qinglan, her cold and imposing demeanor, and her eyes curved slightly.

“Your Majesty, I am only making this request for myself. I wish to be Your Majesty’s Empress! The Emperor’s word is law. Your Majesty has said this, and it cannot be taken back, right?” Wen Zhuojin said slowly, each word ringing clearly.

With a clatter, one official’s ceremonial tablet fell to the ground.

What kind of shocking statement was this?!

“My word naturally stands.” Yan Qinglan said before anyone could react.

“Your Majesty, this… this is outrageous! How can there be an heir? Your Majesty, please reconsider…” An old minister stepped forward to object.

“Officials, if anyone has objections, they must offer the same amount of silver as Brilliant County Princess before speaking. Otherwise, remain silent!” Yan Qinglan’s expression turned colder.

The old minister was left speechless.

Others who wanted to object were also at a loss.

Who could offer that much silver?

Looking at Wen Zhuojin, the officials felt uneasy.

How did she have so much silver? As a woman, what did she gain by seeking the position of Empress?

Didn’t she know that the current Emperor was a woman?!

“There is one matter that has been weighing on my mind. Given the current situation, I will address it now. Summon the Imperial Physician Wang Yuanshi and Consort Li to the hall.” Yan Qinglan said calmly as the officials fell silent.

Yan Qinglan’s voice brought the officials back to their senses, unsure what Yan Qinglan was about to announce.

While they waited, Yan Qinglan ordered the boxes in the hall to be removed.

Soon, the attendants brought Consort Li into the hall.

Consort Li looked somewhat haggard, wearing chains. Her previously dignified and virtuous demeanor was now tinged with obvious hatred. When she saw Yan Qinglan, she refused to kneel and had to be forced down by the attendants.

“Consort Li is one of the spies Southern Chu planted in Northern Jin. She orchestrated the poisoning of myself and the Fifth Prince. Li Shi, do you admit your crimes?” Yan Qinglan asked, looking at Consort Li.

Even though she already knew Consort Li was a spy, Yan Qinglan still felt a pang of emotion seeing the woman who had helped her and Yan Qi in their youth.

That Consort Li was a spy was known only to those involved in handling the matter. Most officials were unaware.

But Consort Li’s status in the imperial harem was well-known.

Both Yan Qi and Yan Qinglan had respected her deeply. She was the only consort left from the previous generation.

The revelation that she was a spy once again showed the officials the depth of Southern Chu’s schemes.

“I am indeed from Southern Chu. My father and brothers died at the hands of Northern Jin soldiers. I have been in Northern Jin for many years, waiting for the day to avenge them! Now, my father and brothers can rest in peace. Yan Qi is dead, and you, Yan Qinglan, may be Emperor, but you cannot bear children. The Yan family line will end, hahaha…” Consort Li laughed bitterly, her tone filled with venom.

Yan Qinglan remained calm, having already interrogated Consort Li before.

It could be said that much of Yan Qi’s hatred toward Yan Qinglan had been fueled by Consort Li’s subtle provocations.

The poison Yan Qi had used on Yan Qinglan, which could combine with the slow-acting poison in her body to form a deadly toxin, had also been left by Consort Li.

Even if Yan Qinglan hadn’t given Yan Qi the slow-acting poison, he would have died anyway, as Consort Li had already poisoned him.

“Take her away.” Yan Qinglan said, waving her hand to have Consort Li removed.

The attendants quickly gagged Consort Li and dragged her away.

The officials now knew that Consort Li was indeed a spy, but her words left them puzzled.

Before they could ask, Yan Qinglan summoned the Imperial Physician Wang Yuanshi to speak.

“The spies from Southern Chu have poisoned both Your Majesty and the Fifth Prince with a toxin that prevents them from having heirs. The Fifth Prince’s inability to produce an heir after marriage is due to this poison. The Imperial Physicians have examined Your Majesty and have yet to find a cure. We are incompetent!”

Wang Yuanshi spoke on behalf of the Imperial Physicians.

To cover up the poisoning of Yan Qinglan, some high-ranking Imperial Physicians had been prevented from revealing the true condition, leading to the deaths of several Imperial Physicians. The Imperial Medical Bureau had been in turmoil, with many changes in personnel. Now, the Imperial Medical Bureau was severely understaffed.

According to Lady Mo, Yan Qinglan’s condition could be cured, but it would take time. However, the current Imperial Physicians, who were not skilled in treating women’s ailments, were at a loss.

Since Wen Zhuojin and Yan Qinglan were together, there would be no heirs, sparing Yan Qinglan from future discussions about heirs. Yan Qinglan decided to make this public.

Even if someone later diagnosed that Yan Qinglan could have heirs, it would be too late.

Wang Yuanshi’s words further fueled the officials’ hatred toward Southern Chu.

“The spies from Southern Chu have poisoned us, aiming to cut off Northern Jin’s bloodline and destroy our nation’s fate. But how can a few doses of poison determine the fate of Northern Jin? Even if the Yan bloodline ends, are there not still all of you? After much deliberation, I have decided to select a few children from the Yan clan, aged six to ten, regardless of gender, to be raised in the palace as princes and princesses. They will be educated by the Grand Tutor in the Wenhua Hall. Additionally, the four great families and high-ranking officials may each select a child to enter the palace for education. Brilliant County Princess, as the Empress, may select two children. Of course, all selections must be approved by me. What do you all think?”

Yan Qinglan spoke gravely, sensing the atmosphere was ripe.

Since Yan Qinglan had ascended the throne, Yan Qi had left no heirs. The issue of succession had been on Yan Qinglan’s mind.

For the future Emperor, Yan Qinglan naturally had to ensure the candidate was suitable. She planned to gather the best scholars and military talents in Northern Jin to educate the chosen children with the finest royal education.

Yan Qinglan’s words stirred the officials’ thoughts.

Since Yan Qinglan could not bear children, instead of scrambling to fill the imperial harem with their own candidates, why not strive to secure a place for their own descendants in the palace?

Yan Qinglan introduced a new topic, and the officials began discussing it. As for Wen Zhuojin’s position as Empress, no one dared to object.

Yan Qinglan did not reject the officials’ attempts to use silver to secure a place in the palace school, but the price was high.

The officials who had previously competed for positions in the imperial harem had already revealed how much silver they could offer.

After another half-hour, the court session ended.

Wen Zhuojin, who had been living in the palace, would not leave now. However, after hearing Wu Fuxin’s plan to go to Great Qin, Wen Zhuojin followed him out to exchange a few words.

“The sooner the better. I will pack today and leave for Great Qin tomorrow. This matter cannot be delayed. The earlier, the better. A Zhuo, don’t worry about me. I returned from that harsh land; going to Great Qin is nothing.” Wu Fuxin said with a smile.

“Uncle, be careful on your journey. I will have someone send you some protective incense.” Wen Zhuojin said. Since Wu Fuxin had already made his promise in court, Wen Zhuojin could say little more.

“I won’t make it to your wedding, but I will have your aunt prepare gifts. As long as you are happy, that’s what matters.” Wu Fuxin said.

“Uncle, I am very happy.” Wen Zhuojin smiled, feeling much more at ease with her family’s support.

After exchanging a few more words, Wu Fuxin left.

Other officials tried to greet Wen Zhuojin, but she was eager to see Yan Qinglan and only exchanged a few pleasantries before returning to the palace.

When Wen Zhuojin arrived at the back hall, Yan Qinglan was speaking with General Wei Chengyi. Wen Zhuojin waited outside, not wanting to disturb them.

However, after a while, Wei Chengyi followed Yan Qinglan to her private quarters, which made Wen Zhuojin anxious.

She wasn’t doubting Yan Qinglan, but she feared Wei Chengyi might overstep his bounds. She quickly followed and grabbed Yan Qinglan’s wrist, glaring at Wei Chengyi.

“General Wei, you may go in. I will see you later.” Yan Qinglan said, holding Wen Zhuojin’s hand.

“Your humble general takes his leave.” Wei Chengyi glanced at Wen Zhuojin and nodded to Yan Qinglan.

As Wei Chengyi walked away, Yan Qinglan’s hand caressed Wen Zhuojin’s cheek.

“A Zhuo, do you believe the rumors too?” Yan Qinglan rubbed Wen Zhuojin’s cheek, dispersing her anger.

“No, sister! I was afraid General Wei might bully you.” Wen Zhuojin quickly explained.

“That won’t happen. General Wei is leaving. I arranged for him to meet Princess Le’an. They were once in love, but the late Emperor separated them. Yan Qi, fearing Wei Chengyi’s growing power, also opposed their marriage. They have been apart ever since. Now that I am in this position, there are no such restrictions.” Yan Qinglan explained with a smile.

Hearing this, Wen Zhuojin understood and felt somewhat embarrassed.

“Sister is the best Emperor!” Wen Zhuojin said.

“I’m tired…” Wen Zhuojin had just finished speaking when she noticed Yan Qinglan’s energy waning.

Today’s court session had been longer than usual, and Yan Qinglan was exhausted.

In court, she had maintained her dignity and solemnity, but now, after speaking, she seemed to deflate, leaning toward Wen Zhuojin, who quickly reached out to support her.

“Sister, you’ve worked hard. Let’s return to Zichen Palace, shall we?” Wen Zhuojin said softly, holding Yan Qinglan.

Yan Qinglan nodded.

Back in Zichen Palace, after removing their court robes, Wen Zhuojin embraced Yan Qinglan again.

Yan Qinglan, soft and boneless, half-closed her eyes and leaned against Wen Zhuojin, like a cat ready for a nap, making Wen Zhuojin smile. She leaned down and kissed Yan Qinglan’s cheek.

The soft cheek felt tender and elastic, with a faint floral scent.

“Sister, what about Qing Chenning? Will she regain her female identity?” Wen Zhuojin asked, recalling another matter.

“Of course. Back then, she followed me without hesitation because she wanted to openly serve in the court. Once she returns from the southern border, I will restore her identity. In the future, I will also issue decrees benefiting women, establish women’s academies, and increase positions for female officials. Women are no less capable than men. Like you, A Zhuo, you are worth a thousand troops.” Yan Qinglan said.

Hearing this, Wen Zhuojin felt her heart swell with pride, realizing the significance of Yan Qinglan’s reign.

“Sister, with the current ten-day rest period and almost daily court sessions, it’s too exhausting. In the future, perhaps we can have court sessions every five days, focusing on important matters. Those with urgent matters can submit petitions to the palace. Also, with so many memorials, it’s too much for you to handle alone. We can have more people assist, such as scholars from the Hanlin Academy, to categorize the memorials. Important matters and key figures’ petitions can be brought to your attention, while others can be handled by other officials. You only need to oversee and make the final decisions. Sister, what do you think?” Wen Zhuojin suggested, concerned about Yan Qinglan’s daily workload.

Yan Qinglan, having just ascended the throne, had few trusted confidants and had to handle many matters herself. She had considered adjusting her approach but hadn’t had time to think it through. Hearing Wen Zhuojin’s words, she couldn’t help but smile.

Yan Qinglan understood Wen Zhuojin’s intentions, and some of her suggestions aligned with her own thoughts.

Her A Zhuo was truly brilliant!

“A Zhuo, you are so clever. These changes will be implemented gradually. I won’t always be this busy.” Yan Qinglan kissed Wen Zhuojin’s cheek.

“A Zhuo, remember to choose two children. It doesn’t matter who they are, as long as you think they are suitable. From the Wen residence, the Wu family, or even children you meet outside, all are fine.” Yan Qinglan reminded Wen Zhuojin, recalling what she had said in court.

The children raised in the palace would inevitably represent various factions.

Wen Zhuojin, having made such a significant contribution and donated Jiangxiao’s silver to the court, was given two slots by Yan Qinglan.

“Thank you, sister. The slots don’t mean much to me. If they can be exchanged for silver to buy provisions and weapons, that would be even better. Sister, this approach has no precedent in previous dynasties. Even bl00d relatives have killed each other for the throne. With these children, who have only tenuous bl00d ties, I wonder if the competition will be even fiercer, or if other problems will arise.” Wen Zhuojin said.

She feared that solving one problem might lead to more issues, adding to Yan Qinglan’s burdens.

And the fate of the children sent into the palace was uncertain.

“Power struggles are never clean. However, for the children I select, I will have the attendants keep a close eye on them. If anyone acts out, they will be severely punished. A Zhuo, you need not worry.” Yan Qinglan said.

Having prepared herself for this, Wen Zhuojin said no more and began massaging Yan Qinglan.

“While researching the antidote for you these past few days, I studied Southern Chu’s incense materials and various fragrances. I’ve developed several new fragrances using Southern Chu’s unique materials, which should sell well in Yunjing City. However, importing incense materials from Southern Chu to profit from Northern Jin is not ideal. Although the incense trade is profitable, it distracts from building a peaceful and prosperous society. Given Northern Jin’s current situation, we should not indulge in incense. Instead, we should sell Northern Jin’s incense to Southern Chu and profit from them. Northern Jin’s incense would likely be very popular in Southern Chu. If we can make Southern Chu’s people as obsessed with incense as Yunjing City’s residents, we can sell even more incense.”

Wen Zhuojin spoke while massaging Yan Qinglan’s pressure points to relieve fatigue.

She had spent several nights studying Southern Chu’s incense materials and formulas, finally devising an antidote for Yan Qinglan, which had been in use for the past few days, showing some improvement.

Although she had not yet officially become Empress, Wen Zhuojin’s way of thinking had shifted because Yan Qinglan was the Emperor.

Northern Jin was now her home, and Southern Chu was the outsider. Naturally, she wanted to profit from Southern Chu and other nations.

Northern Jin needed to develop other industries and not become overly reliant on incense, as Jiangxiao had been.

As soon as Wen Zhuojin finished speaking, Yan Qinglan, who had been half-asleep and relaxed under the massage, opened her eyes.

“Sister, what’s wrong?” Wen Zhuojin asked.

Wen Zhuojin noticed that Yan Qinglan, who had been drowsy and lethargic, was now wide awake.

“Southern Chu’s obsession with incense is indeed not as strong as Northern Jin’s. But if Northern Jin has its own incense, and it requires importing large quantities of incense materials and products from Southern Chu, the people of Southern Chu will naturally have more incentive to harvest and cultivate incense materials, making it their livelihood. If we can further lower grain prices in Southern Chu, making farming less profitable than harvesting incense, more people in Southern Chu will abandon farming… Once most of Southern Chu’s population is engaged in the incense trade, we can ban the use of Southern Chu’s incense in Northern Jin…”

Yan Qinglan began to elaborate on her thoughts.

“Sister, that’s a brilliant plan! We can defeat Southern Chu without bloodshed!” Wen Zhuojin’s eyes lit up as she listened.

Wen Zhuojin had only thought of making money, but Yan Qinglan had turned it into a strategy for the war between the two nations.

“However, this will take time and require a significant amount of silver. It’s also quite complex to execute. One misstep, and Northern Jin might collapse before Southern Chu. We need a more detailed plan.” Yan Qinglan frowned, deep in thought.

“Sister, don’t worry. I’ll help you! I can develop more fragrances, using more Southern Chu materials, to make both Southern Chu and Northern Jin people obsessed with incense. I’ll expand our business in both regions, earn enough silver, and send more people to Southern Chu to purchase incense materials, helping you execute your plan. These past few days, I’ve studied Southern Chu’s incense materials and discovered that they have a wide variety of flowers, perfect for making floral waters. Even if your plan doesn’t succeed, we can still help Northern Jin earn more silver.” Wen Zhuojin said excitedly, cupping Yan Qinglan’s face.

Wen Zhuojin harbored deep hatred for Southern Chu. Consort Li, as a spy, had poisoned Yan Qinglan and Yan Qi. If Yan Qinglan hadn’t already been detoxifying the slow-acting poison, the situation could have been dire.

Even so, Yan Qinglan had suffered for several days, which pained Wen Zhuojin deeply.

She wanted to be part of the plan to deal with Southern Chu.

Yan Qinglan looked at Wen Zhuojin, her bright eyes filled with determination, and felt a surge of warmth, along with a touch of guilt.

With Wen Zhuojin by her side, no matter what they did, they would succeed.

“A Zhuo, are you willing to do this? Is this what you want?” Yan Qinglan asked.

“Of course, it’s what I want. Before, I only enjoyed making incense. After my uncle’s incident, I wanted to earn more silver. After meeting you, as long as I can make you happy, I’m happy doing anything. Now, I can make incense, earn silver, and help you. It’s perfect!” Wen Zhuojin smiled, her eyes curving.

Wen Zhuojin’s thoughts were simple.

The overwhelming warmth and sincerity made Yan Qinglan’s eyes misty, adding a layer of softness to her gaze, making her appear delicate and pitiful.

Wen Zhuojin stared, captivated.

Yan Qinglan leaned in and kissed Wen Zhuojin’s lips.

These past few days, due to the poison, Yan Qinglan had been more fatigued than usual and hadn’t been intimate with Wen Zhuojin.

Wen Zhuojin, busy researching the antidote, had also been free of distractions.

Now, the soft, cool lips rekindled the emotions Wen Zhuojin had suppressed, and she kissed back.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, their breaths mingling, and both sighed inwardly.

Such kisses were truly wonderful.

Wen Zhuojin, mindful of Yan Qinglan’s health, didn’t kiss for long before pulling away.

Yan Qinglan, softened by the kiss, nestled in Wen Zhuojin’s arms like a cat, as Wen Zhuojin stroked her back.

Meals had to be eaten on time, and medicine had to be taken on time. Wen Zhuojin had been supervising these past few days.

After a midday nap, Yan Qinglan dressed and met with Wei Chengyi.

During the court session, Yan Qinglan hadn’t mentioned other plans.

One of them was to have Wei Chengyi lead elite troops to the southern border, launching a surprise attack to reclaim the two lost cities with minimal losses.

This would force Southern Chu to retreat.

If Wu Fuxin could persuade Great Qin, Southern Chu’s forces at the southern border would be divided. Even if Wei Chengyi left, Southern Chu wouldn’t dare to invade again, maintaining peace for a while.

“The functions of these incenses are written here. If you encounter cavalry, use the formula targeting horses. This formula mimics the scent of a mare in heat, causing stallions to become aroused. Even on the battlefield, the horses will be drawn in that direction.”

“There’s also an improved version of the Nine Poison Divine Incense Cannon, modeled after Northern Qiang’s incense weapons. Be sure to take precautions when using this incense…”

After Yan Qinglan finished speaking with Wei Chengyi, Wen Zhuojin explained the use of the incenses.

Wei Chengyi, who had initially estimated a 50% chance of success, now felt 90% confident after hearing Wen Zhuojin’s words.

His expression toward Wen Zhuojin also became more respectful.

The legendary master of incense was indeed remarkable!

After Wei Chengyi left, Yan Qinglan pulled Wen Zhuojin over and kissed her several times.

Thinking of Wei Chengyi’s expression, she couldn’t help but laugh.

“My A Zhuo is truly amazing!” Yan Qinglan kissed Wen Zhuojin and praised her.

The praise made Wen Zhuojin blush, and she clung to Yan Qinglan for a while.

After their affectionate moment, Yan Qinglan continued reviewing memorials, while Wen Zhuojin refined her plan further. Yan Qinglan summoned several officials skilled in such matters to discuss and refine the plan further.

“Sister, I’ll be leaving the palace to return to the Wen residence. If you need anything, send someone with a message.” Wen Zhuojin said to Yan Qinglan after lunch and medication.

This had been agreed upon. The imperial decree would be issued to the Wen residence, and the various ceremonies would begin there, making it more formal. Thus, the two had to separate temporarily.

Yan Qinglan knew this and had suggested it herself, but she was reluctant to let Wen Zhuojin go, nuzzling her neck.

The fear that Wen Zhuojin might disappear had lessened.

She knew Wen Zhuojin wouldn’t leave, but the thought of being apart made her uneasy. She clung to Wen Zhuojin for a long time.

“Sister, be good. I’ll be waiting at the Wen residence for you to come and marry me. I won’t go anywhere. You can relax. Remember to sleep early and take your medicine. Although it’s hot during the day, it gets cold at night. Don’t forget to cover yourself with a blanket, and don’t drink cold tea… If you can’t get up tomorrow, it’s fine to cancel the court session for a day…” Wen Zhuojin instructed Yan Qinglan before leaving.

Yan Qinglan listened to Wen Zhuojin’s instructions, feeling as though she were the younger one being cared for. The list of precautions seemed endless.

Wen Zhuojin also spoke to Yan Qinglan’s personal maid.

Watching Wen Zhuojin leave, Yan Qinglan felt her restless heart gradually calm.

The sooner the wedding was completed, the sooner she could bring Wen Zhuojin into the palace!

When Wen Zhuojin arrived at the Wen residence, it was already dark.

However, the Wen residence was brightly lit, with no one asleep.

Marquis Jing’an Wen, Wen Zhuojin’s father, led the entire family to welcome her.

The news of Wen Zhuojin being named Empress had already reached the Wen residence. Many who hadn’t spoken to Wen Zhuojin before came to the Wen residence to curry favor.

Marquis Jing’an Wen, Wen Heming, had thought Wen Zhuojin had failed in the selection and that his hopes for her were dashed.

With the Emperor now a woman, and no suitable male candidates in the family, even if another selection were held, theWen residence wouldn’t have a chance.

Who would have thought that with the Emperor being a woman, Wen Zhuojin would become Empress!

“Father, my wedding with Her Majesty is imminent. My dowry cannot be shabby, right?” Wen Zhuojin said seriously when speaking privately with Wen Heming.

“…” Wen Heming, who had already been drained of silver by Wen Zhuojin, knew what she meant as soon as she spoke.

Well, now that Wen Zhuojin was truly becoming Empress, the dowry had to be substantial. Even if it emptied the family coffers, they had to maintain the dignity of the Empress.

After all, his daughter was about to become Empress, and he would soon be the Emperor’s father-in-law.

“Very well, A Zhuo. Rest assured, I will prepare a suitable dowry for you.” Wen Heming said.

“Father, to be honest, the silver I sent was given to me by Her Majesty. This secret must not be revealed. Her Majesty chose me because she trusts me. The Wen residence must not disappoint her. In the future, we must act more discreetly. If my brother is capable, the court will surely value him. If he causes trouble, no one can help him.” Wen Zhuojin said solemnly.

Not wanting the Wen residence to misuse her newfound influence, Wen Zhuojin warned Wen Heming in advance.

Wen Heming, hearing Wen Zhuojin’s words, understood and assured her.

Wen Zhuojin also had a younger brother, born to the Wen residence’s concubine, but he was over ten years old, so Wen Zhuojin didn’t need to worry about selecting him.

Before returning to the Wen residence, Wen Zhuojin had summoned her usual maids and Nanny Jiang.

These maids had just learned that Wen Zhuojin was to become Empress and that the “Madam” they had served for so long was actually the Princess, now the Emperor!

Jin Rui, who had interacted with Yan Qinglan the most, turned pale.

She had once spoken harshly to Yan Qinglan and had harbored some hope that if Wen Zhuojin were a bit more fickle, she might take a concubine, giving her a chance.

Now, all such thoughts were gone, and she trembled in fear.

“Don’t be afraid. Sister is very kind and won’t hold past matters against you. After I marry, you will live in the garden. When sister and I are not in the palace, we might return to the garden for a few days.” Wen Zhuojin smiled and reassured them.

Returning to her long-absent Qinfang Pavilion, Wen Zhuojin was in good spirits.

However, without Yan Qinglan by her side, she felt an emptiness and missed her deeply. Unable to sleep at night, she got up and spent half the night in the incense-making room.

Wen Zhuojin’s tasks outside the palace were no less than Yan Qinglan’s in the palace.

She had to develop new fragrances, manage her shops, and prepare for the plan to deal with Southern Chu, establishing a new merchant association and gathering personnel.

The royal ceremonies were cumbersome and had many rules. Moreover, this was the Emperor’s wedding and the conferment of an Empress.

In the past, the entire process would take three to four months.

Even though Yan Qinglan wanted to expedite the process, some steps couldn’t be skipped to maintain the ceremony’s dignity and formality.

Thus, three days passed without Yan Qinglan seeing Wen Zhuojin.

And according to the procedures, it would be over ten more days before they could meet.

Wen Zhuojin sent Yan Qinglan handwritten letters daily via the attendants, and Yan Qinglan always replied, but she still missed Wen Zhuojin deeply.

After suppressing her emotions for several days, Yan Qinglan felt she could no longer hold back.

She repeatedly recalled Wen Zhuojin’s parting instructions and read her letters several times, but she still longed for Wen Zhuojin.

Was this the effect of the residual poison?

She had been good, obedient, but now she just wanted to see Wen Zhuojin. What should she do?

Forget it, she would go and see her, just once.

Yan Qinglan, having struggled to focus on the memorials for half a day, decided to go see Wen Zhuojin.

Just as Yan Qinglan was about to have the attendants sneak her out of the palace, she heard footsteps—not the silent steps of the attendants.

Yan Qinglan looked up and saw a familiar figure running toward her.

It was Wen Zhuojin.

Wen Zhuojin had a special waist token from Yan Qinglan, allowing her free access to the palace.

Wen Zhuojin rushed forward and embraced Yan Qinglan, burying her face in Yan Qinglan’s neck and taking a deep breath.

“Sister, I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it. I missed you too much. I must have lovesickness. Without seeing you, I can’t eat or sleep well. These past few days have been unbearable… Sister, what should I do? The wedding hasn’t officially started yet. Will meeting be inauspicious? I wore a veil to cover my face. Is that okay?” Yan Qinglan heard Wen Zhuojin’s voice by her ear.

Yan Qinglan’s anxious emotions were instantly soothed.

So, Wen Zhuojin missed her just as much. Without her by her side, Wen Zhuojin couldn’t eat or sleep well.

How pitiful!

“A Zhuo, it’s fine. I missed you too.” Yan Qinglan said, holding Wen Zhuojin tightly.

After expressing their mutual longing, the two spent some time alone. Though they didn’t do anything intimate, just being together was the best medicine for their lovesickness.

Wen Zhuojin stayed with Yan Qinglan until it was time for her to rise and attend court, helping her dress and prepare before leaving.

After the pre-wedding ceremonies were completed, over ten days later, the wedding ceremony began.

The day before the wedding, an urgent message arrived from the southern border: Wei Chengyi had led 50,000 elite troops in a surprise attack, defeating Southern Chu and reclaiming the two lost cities.

This victory added to the joy of Yan Qinglan and Wen Zhuojin’s wedding.

The last time the two had married privately, it hadn’t been officially recorded.

This time, not only was it recorded by the government, but it was also recorded in the history books.

The entire Yunjing City, all of Northern Jin, and even neighboring nations knew of the wedding and sent their congratulations.

Their names were recorded in the Yan family genealogy, making them the first same-s3x couple in history.

When Yan Qinglan ascended the throne, she hadn’t issued a general pardon. But on the day of her wedding to Wen Zhuojin, she did.

All the cumbersome procedures and rituals became different when they knew they were steps toward seeing each other.