The Imperial Censor and the Right Chancellor

Yan Qingshuang had her parents tearing their hair out. She was a woman, but she had no interest in dressing up, and spent all day buried in books. She was fairly pretty, too, yet somehow she still hadn't found a husband. As Yan Qingshuang put it, how could marriage matter more than serving the country and its people? The truth was, she was obsessed with becoming an official. For a dream no one else understood, she sent herself straight into the tiger's den, one step at a time. Chen Shenxing: "Stay home and have and raise our children in peace, my dear. I'll take care of those people for you. Just wait for your promotion." Yan Qingshuang: "You treacherous minister! Who said I'd have and raise your children?!" In short, this is a story about a scholarly, career-obsessed woman in ancient times and her superior openly showing off their love in court. A little scene: The court officials thought they knew all about the "illicit affair" between the Right Chancellor and a certain Censor-in-Chief. Then came the court assembly on the Ghost Festival. When Yan Qingshuang arrived, she spotted an empty seat near the Vice Minister of Rites and headed over. Before she could sit down, the Minister of Rites slipped into the seat right in front of her. In the end, she had no choice but to take the only empty seat left: the one beside the Right Chancellor. A young official said, "Lord Yan, I've always admired you. Let me offer you a cup. I'll drink first!" Yan Qingshuang was just about to raise her cup when the man beside her said coolly, Chen Shenxing: "She can't drink." The officials exchanged knowing looks. Chen Shenxing: "I'll drink for her." With that, he picked up the cup and drained it. Yan Qingshuang: "... (That was my cup. My cup. The cup...)" A new novel, the full manuscript of the historical romance Fragrance Filling the Courtyard is in progress. Please add it to your collection! Theme: This world keeps turning, rising and falling, strange and dazzling, but we still believe that in every era, there are truly people and deeds that move us to tears as we read of them, inspiring our longing, respect, and admiration. That is what we call hope and faith.