Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 81

"You can resign or leave, but you really can't let your marriage slip away any longer. Look around, which sixteen-year-old girl isn't married yet? You're the only one who's still single."

"It's not that no one wants me, it's that I don't want to marry anyone." There are plenty of men who want to marry me, it's just that I don't want to get married, okay?

I rolled my eyes at her, and my mother said seriously, "My business is done. Now tell me what happened to you."

I collapsed back onto the bed, feeling utterly exhausted: "I don't like Qianqing or Zimo."

My mother, clutching a pillow, threw it at me: "You've really gone too far! Daring to look down on the Emperor and the Fourth Young Master. Who do you think you are?!"

I rolled over to dodge the weapon: "They don't take me for anyone." I just felt like I was something special.

My mother looked at me for a moment and then asked, "When do you plan to resign?"

"tomorrow."

Do you think you can leave?

"I don't know, let's try and see."

"Then give it a try. Once you succeed, tell your mother where you plan to live in seclusion." The mother gritted her teeth, emphasizing the word "seclusion."

"I'm sure I can succeed."

Mother smiled wryly: "You're just bragging."

I glared at her defiantly: "You think that marrying me off isn't just bragging?"

"I feel like my claims are plausible."

I angrily covered my head with the blanket, "I'm ignoring you."

"I don't even have time to deal with you. You're the one who's angry. I'm going to eat 'braised lion's trotters'."

I suddenly pulled back the covers: "I want some too."

...Eating is the most important thing; worry about it later after you've eaten your fill.

Today I arrived late for court (anyway, I'm going to change jobs soon, so you can just fire me first).

Zi Mo called me, but I ignored him. Chou Qian walked past me, but I didn't look at him either. I just followed the group on a boring stroll.

The atmosphere in the imperial court was strange. The old guys who used to chatter away were quiet, the spirited young men were silent, and even the middle-aged men were acting deep and serious. It was as if a war had begun, and everyone had lost their temper.

The folk singer chanted, "If you have something to report, do so early; if not, thank the Emperor." The civil and military officials stood quietly in the solemn hall, like statues. The flat-faced man stared at his toes, seemingly pondering something. Wu Yongkang silently counted the patterns on the wooden slips. The old, immortal Gao Daren had become like a frost-bitten banana leaf, no longer clamoring to establish a new empress for Qianqing. And the man surnamed Sun was no longer in a hurry to compete for the crown prince position for his grandson.

Qianqing, sitting in his high position, looked at the chair with boredom, waiting for the folk singer to say, "Meeting adjourned."

Everyone seemed to have nothing to do. I looked at the people standing straight with their heads bowed low, and I also had nothing to do, so I slacked off and didn't want to work.

"The court session is over," Xiao Hai sang.

Afterwards, I wanted to leave them behind and go find Qianqing, but Zimo stopped me and said, "What's wrong? You came so late this morning. I went to wake you, but you weren't up yet. Are you feeling unwell?"

I expressionlessly dodged his outstretched hand and walked past him.

"Little Eleven".

I didn't hear it.

"Where are you going?" Zi Mo called to me from behind, and I walked forward quietly.

I turned a corner and went into the study. Chouqian was also waiting there. It seemed that they were both looking for Qianqing.

Holding private meetings with subordinates while refusing to speak up above them is definitely not a good thing.

I didn't even look at him. He didn't even look at me; we simply ignored each other.

A moment later, Xiao Hai came out and looked at me in surprise: "Minister Shen has also come to pay his respects to the Emperor."

I nodded. If I came to the study not to see Qianqing, would I be here to see you?

"Please wait a moment, Minister Shen. I will go and inform Your Majesty that the Emperor requests your presence."

I watched them go in, and Xiao Hai gave me a humble smile. Thinking of his smiling face, I suddenly felt grateful that I wasn't a female eunuch.

"Minister Shen, His Majesty requests your presence." I followed behind him, counting his steps as we went.

Qian Qing sat in the middle, and Chou Qian sat to his left.

Qian Qing said leisurely, "It's rare that Lord Shen has the leisure to pay his respects after court."

I'm too magnanimous to hold grudges against petty people, so I'll skip over their mocking remarks.

I stood in front of him and gave him my resignation letter, which I had been working on all night.

Qianqing took it, read a couple of lines, and casually tossed it to Chouqian, leaning back in her chair and asking, "Who offended you this time to throw such a tantrum?"

Chouqian glanced at it, then put it back on the table. It seemed like nobody liked my handwriting!

I stared silently at the ground without saying a word.

Qian Qing said seriously, "Did I upset you?"

No, it's your wife who upset me. If it were you, it would be considered a work injury and you could get reimbursed, but it's different for your wife; it's a private injury and there's no insurance to cover it.

I continued looking at my shoes without saying a word; I was determined to quit my job.

Seeing that I remained silent, Qianqing turned to look at Chouqian, who looked at me, and I looked at the tips of my shoes.