Quick Wear: The Charming Girl Plays with Everything

After Qian Dai's death, Yan Qiandai, as the only remaining royal bloodline, was supported to ascend to the throne.

The moment he sat on the dragon throne, he did not feel any joy in his heart, but rather a bit of bitterness.

Xie Yuwei and Gu Xuanmu, who were originally the leaders on the left and right, are now nowhere to be seen.

These two people resigned from their official positions after Qiandai's death, and he did not try to keep them, knowing that they only recognized one king in their hearts.

That is Yan Qiandai.

In fact, didn't he think so in his heart?

Before her death, Qian Dai unified the four kingdoms, changed the system, gave the people a rest, increased the population, and enabled all people to work and live in peace. Only then could the world have its current prosperity.

And he just sat back and reaped the benefits.

Yan Qiandai sat on the dragon throne, overlooking the ministers below, feeling empty and bored in his heart.

It turns out that he never wanted the dragon throne.

After dismissing the court, he walked towards Qiandai's bedroom unknowingly.

Originally, he should have moved in after he succeeded to the throne, but for some reason he always wanted to keep it as it was. Although they had a bad relationship, he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't keep any thoughts about it.

Looking at the now empty palace, I couldn't help but feel irritated.

Now that he no longer has to suffer from that woman's torture, he should be happy. Why is he still missing her?

He waved his sleeves and turned away.

Perhaps because he walked so quickly just now, his already weak body couldn't bear it. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he held onto the table and started coughing violently.

"Call Doctor Lin." He called to the eunuch outside the door.

Doctor Lin was the imperial physician who treated him when he was in the cold palace, and he trusted him.

-

Doctor Lin gave Yan Qiandai acupuncture on his wrist, glanced at his cold brow, and sighed:

"I have long known that the late emperor would release Your Majesty one day."

Yan Qiandai raised his eyes when he heard this, "Why did Doctor Lin say that?"

"Originally, the former emperor asked me to keep this a secret, but now I think it would be better to tell Your Majesty."

Doctor Lin is nearly seventy years old. His weather-beaten eyes show tolerance for the world. He has great love for the younger generation and for the most noble monarch in the world.

When Yan Qiandai heard that it was about Yan Qiandai, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he listened to his next words in silence.

Seeing that he did not resist, Doctor Lin spoke slowly, "The poison in your Majesty's body was secretly ordered by the late emperor to be removed. The late emperor did use cruel methods on your Majesty at times, but he never really wanted to let your Majesty die."

Yan Qiandai's eyelids trembled suddenly, and his thin lips moved: "Is this true?"

"If it is not true, how dare I make it up?"

Doctor Lin’s affirmative words stunned Yan Qiandai.

Yes, Yan Qiandai is already dead. Why would Doctor Lin argue for a dead person and commit the crime of deceiving the emperor?

His mind is blank now.

Didn't Yan Qiandai always want to skin her alive and tear her bones apart? How could it be...

Doctor Lin saw his doubts, and after a moment's silence, he said, "Actually... there is one more thing I have wanted to tell Your Highness a long time ago, and now is the perfect time to tell him."

"What's the matter?"

In fact, Yan Qiandai couldn't listen to anything now. All he could think about was that Qiandai didn't want to kill him. But he still gave face to Doctor Lin and paid a little attention to listen to what he continued to say.

"then……"

Doctor Lin paused and looked at him. "The late emperor's decision to execute the concubine was not out of cruelty as the outside world said. At that time, the late emperor just wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with the concubine. The poisoned wine was prepared by the concubine, and even her own cup was poisoned. She was determined to die with the late emperor, but the late emperor had been soaked in poison since he was a child, so how could he not detect it..."

There seemed to be a sigh in the old eyes of Doctor Lin. "The Concubine saw that her plan was discovered, so she drank poison and committed suicide."

"You said... my mother... committed suicide..."

Yan Qiandai's lips trembled and he could hardly utter the last few words.

"Yes." There was also sadness in Doctor Lin's eyes.

The late emperor shouldered more responsibilities than anyone else.

Yan Qiandai understood the whole truth, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat, his eyes were red, and the guilt in his heart almost drowned him.

He murmured, "Royal sister, mother and I are sorry for you."

After he said the last word, he thought that he would never be able to express his apologies to Qiandai again, and he could not control himself and cried with his hands against his eyes.

He had suffered all kinds of inhumane torture in the cold palace but had never shed a tear. Yet at this moment he cried like a baby.

Doctor Lin felt bad seeing him crying so sadly.

It can be said that he watched these two children grow up. If they had not been born in the palace, they could have grown up carefree like children from ordinary families.

It would be best not to tell him such a cruel truth, but he also thought that this might not be a bad thing, as the child had the right to know the truth of that year.

Even though this truth would make him live in regret for the rest of his life.

-

"Master Song, what are you thinking about?"

By the misty river, Song Shuanghan stared at the mountains in the distance in a trance.

When she heard someone calling her, she came back to her senses. Her eyes and eyebrows were no longer as cold as before, but became gentle and elegant. The plum blossom mark on her forehead was also removed, and she had a hint of worldly air.

"Nothing, just remembered an old friend."

After Song Shuanghan came back to her senses, she looked at the villager who called her and smiled slightly.

Qian Dai left an edict before her death, stating that from now on, regardless of social status or gender, anyone would be eligible to take the imperial examinations and become an official in the court. In other words, even if you were a woman, even if you were a beggar, one day you would be able to bring honor to your family.

Not only that, she also completely abolished collective responsibility and even erased the slavery of all those implicated.

Song Shuanghan was no longer bound by the shackles of her identity. She lived up to Qiandai's trust, passed the imperial examination, and became the first female official.

She used everything Qiandai taught her, traveled all over the mountains and rivers, really got close to the people, personally recruited refugees, and taught them farming, hoping to do her best to fulfill His Majesty's wish and make every place in the world prosperous and happy.

-

In front of the imperial mausoleum, a man in a white robe stood, looking skinny and frail, smiling sadly as he gazed at the mausoleum.

"Are you abandoning me just like that... Yan Qiandai."

He only loves one person in his life, but this person is indifferent to him.

As he smiled, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

-

In the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum, there was a man sitting on the stairs of the platform where the coffin was placed, holding a sword in his hand, and guarding the mausoleum for the rest of his life.