Others travel through time and become female prime ministers: plotting power, taking imperial examinations, and stirring up trouble in the court.
I traveled through time to be a female prime minister: the body of Han Xizai, the life of a social animal.
Li Yu asked me about military and national affairs. I am a social animal and have never been a vice president. I am a hen.
Boss, why don't we start a business war? At least we have a business counterpart.
I thought I could call it a day just by dying.
Until Li Yu held the wine glass and said: Han Qing, you are unwilling. That time, there was light in his eyes.
I hesitated - if he doesn't want to give up, what if this history is changed?
