No matter how Bi Yushuang scolded her, this thought had still taken root in Liang Jiwen's mind. Liang Jiwen had her own plans in her mind; Jiang Changbai couldn't be counted as having treated her badly—at least, she treated her better than those who shared blood with her. If she were to cause trouble in the Great Li in the name of so-called supreme power, then that really would be being unable to recognise others' good intentions. But if she were to return to Shejin, then that would be an entirely different matter. To speak of it properly, the grounds for her going to be the King of Shejin were more proper and grounded than Jiang Changbai's grounds for being the Great Li's Emperor. After all, according to the legal system of the Great Li, at most, Jiang Changbai could be counted as a collateral relative; if not for the fact that everyone else had died, then this position perhaps truly wouldn't have fallen to her. But ideas were only ideas, and Liang Jiwen knew ...

"Bixia, this subject wishes to ask you for a favour." Yang Zhuofei knelt on the ground, but the expression when she raised her head to look at Jiang Changbai was hardly beseeching, as if success was already at hand. Jiang Changbai could faintly guess what Yang Zhuofei was about to say, yet she still asked, "Oh? Let Us hear it." "Prince Yu passed on so many years ago, and the manor hasn't had even a single support. Now, Mingyou has already grown up. This subject requests Bixia in earnest to pass the title of Prince Yu on to Mingyou, for him to establish himself, and continue to burn the imperial family's incense." Having spoken to this point, Yang Zhuofei paused, and pulled out a scroll from her breast, deferentially raising it above her head with her hands. "This is a petition from the people." "A petition?" Jiang Changbai's words were a bit astonished, and she indicated to Xun Zhu to bring the scroll to her. On it were pres...

Translator's note: Thank you all for your patience! The next updates should be on schedule. -  Liang Jiwen was waiting in the front hall, her mind quite on edge. And, fortunately, because of this, she didn't see the the rapidly-departing Song Juguang. By the time Jiang Changbai had finished changing and come out from the back, Liang Jiwen was still a bit bewildered that the Emperor's ears were flushed. But she didn't have the mind to think much about it, and said anxiously, "Bixia, I want to leave the Palace." Jiang Changbai looked at her. "Didn't We allow you to leave the Palace? Just go note down your name; there's no need to come ask Us about every matter." Having just finished speaking, Jiang Changbai turned, about to leave. Liang Jiwen hurriedly obstructed her. "No, my meaning is, I want to leave and live outside the Palace." "You want to move out of the Palace." "Exactly." "And why is that?" Jiang...

Translator's note: Tomorrow's chapter might be delayed slightly due to travel, but I'll do my best to get it up as soon as possible if I can't make the day. Thank you for your understanding! - Xu Shuqiao didn't yield an inch either. "What's I'm saying is factual; did you not work your magic last year? Then how come there's been another disaster this year? If a canal had been dug in Boyang last year, and a reservoir had been created, would there have been such an issue now? Even if the Supreme Yuanhe were even more capable, no one's seen her true form. But you and I are living, breathing people—could Qin-daren truly not believe in her own abilities?" "You—" For a moment, Qin Anhe couldn't speak, only able to glare fiercely at her. In an instant, the atmosphere between the two had become that of bared swords and drawn bows—it was lucky that they could both be counted as scholarly officials, neither of them having origins in ma...

The first time it rained during the first summer of the first year of Dao'an, the people of Boyang were all incredibly joyful. After all, the great drought of the year before was still fresh in their minds, and who knew how many people hadn't managed to make it out of the damages of the drought. But now that there was rain, there was hope. But very quickly, they could no longer smile. The heavens seemed be letting down the rain that hadn't fallen the year before at once with this year's, the overcast, rainy days unbroken, and for an entire month, hardly any clear skies could be seen. The newly-planted crops were washed away, and the people's houses were washed away as well, and even the people were washed away with the waters. The Boyang Prefectural Magistrate was in a panic. Zhang Yizhi hadn't even been in the position a full year, and quite wanted to prove herself. She knew that, the year before, Boyang had had a great drought, and in this year, they'd bee...

Translator's note: In previous chapters, I made a slight error in a character's name—that's been amended now, so in this chapter you'll see "Yun Shanxing" rather than the previous "Yun Shanhang". -  He Leyong's expression changed suddenly, her gaze shifting to the maid by the side. The maid seemed to know that she ought not stay here as well, and, with a lowered head, left with short, rapid steps. Only once she had ascertained there was no one around did He Leyong lower her voice. "You absolutely can't be like such. Did you forget what I told to you before? Now she's the ruler and you and I are subjects; regardless of how deep a friendship there was before, now, your identities are, in the end, no longer the same. After all, being a bit more careful in all matters can't go wrong." For the first time, Xie Qianbing disagreed somewhat with He Leyong's views, but she also knew that this place wasn't a good place to spea...

No one in the entire Palace dared to obstruct Song Juguang, and as a result, she rushed into Rongfan Palace unimpeded. By the time she'd stopped properly, Liang Jiwen and Bi Yushuang's twin gazes were looking at her at a loss. Song Juguang shot Bi Yushuang a glance, as if somewhat surprised that she was here. But she didn't think about it much, and in the next moment, opened her mouth in command. "You, leave." How could Bi Yushuang not tell Song Juguang had arrived in an aggressive rush? Her gaze swept over Liang Jiwen and Song Juguang's figures. Finally, as if having made a decision, she straightened up. "I'm not leaving." Liang Jiwen was equally at a loss, but the spirit of jianghu camaraderie she'd learnt of from the folk tales made her feel that, in this sort of situation, she couldn't drag her friend under the waters with her. So, she raised a hand and patted Bi Yushuang's shoulder. "Wangjun has something private to speak wi...