Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!-Chapter 83 - 82: If Only I Could Sit on That Dragon Throne Every Day
The people of Prince Jing were stunned. What, what, what... is this for real?
His heart was pounding, scared quite a bit by Su Juan. He usually didn’t care about the matters of the inner court, but this couldn’t be, right?
Clearly, they are miles apart; it’s not appropriate!
The Old Emperor, supported by the eunuch, sat on the dragon throne. His gaze swept over the group of kneeling people below and landed precisely on Su Juan at the very end.
I really have aged, can’t understand the thoughts of these young people now.
The one marrying Su Juan was supposed to be Song Qianfan, how could she end up with Song Qianhang...
The Old Emperor shook his head repeatedly.
...
After court was dismissed that day, Liu Miaoying appeared, and Su Juan only then learned that from today, she would start working at the Ministry of Revenue, sharing the same Junior Sixth Rank as Su Juan.
Liu Miaoying’s wish being fulfilled made Su Juan naturally happy for her, as her previous two wishes had been hard to accomplish.
But now, she achieved her desire, which subtly indicated that things had been moving in a good direction all along.
Liu Miaoying furrowed her brows slightly, holding a book, and handed it to Su Juan, "Ah Juan, help me look at this part, I can’t quite understand it."
Su Juan leaned in, "Let me see..."
The two drew very close, speaking quietly for fear of disturbing others around.
Yet, those others widened their eyes like saucers, their ears perked up: Exciting!
Working in the Ministry of Revenue is convenient; you don’t need to rely on hearsay, you can directly see anything.
The rumors aren’t false, and indeed, they do seem quite a matching pair.
Feeling watched, Su Juan turned her head to glance back, and everyone quickly withdrew their gaze, returning to their own tasks, either heading out or fetching things.
Only then did Su Juan turn back to continue talking to Liu Miaoying.
However, shortly after, she turned around quickly again, though everyone was busy with their own affairs, [Why do I clearly feel someone watching?]
Someone coughed lightly, this Vice Director is too sensitive; they only looked twice.
Liu Miaoying looked puzzled, "What’s wrong?"
Su Juan shook her head, "Nothing."
Her eyes were doubtful, [Am I imagining things?]
Liu Miaoying: "?"
Yet, just as the two turned back, Su Juan again sensed someone watching her. This kind of gaze couldn’t be ignored, much like being watched on stage during a play, quite eerie.
This feeling persisted for several hours; unable to finish her tasks, she dashed off to the Mansion of the Minister of the Secretariat.
Liu Miaoying was reading a book she bought yesterday, listening to Su Juan complain about recent matters, occasionally chuckling.
"You and I are both Junior Sixth Rank, so why don’t you need to attend court?" Su Juan’s dissatisfaction was almost spilling out from her heart.
[I just knew the Old Emperor was specifically targeting me. Those surnamed Song, none of them are any good.]
Liu Miaoying chuckled, naturally aware that the Emperor wanted to watch Su Juan closely to know her inner thoughts, "Your Majesty values you highly. If I were you, I’d be too delighted to sleep at night."
Su Juan pouted, laying back in her chair, "You aspire to the court, wanting a grand career, naturally you’re happy."
[I prefer sitting and not standing, lying down and not sitting. If I were the Old Emperor, able to sit on that dragon throne every day, of course I’d be happy to attend court!]
Liu Miaoying: "..." Fortunately this isn’t overheard by others, or Ah Juan’s head might be in danger.
[Not just for an hour or two, I’d be willing to sit all day...]
Liu Miaoying lifted her gaze from the book, glanced at Su Juan; she definitely didn’t believe her.
If she really sat up there, she’d surely complain endlessly.
[That’s made from Golden Rattan Wood, sleeping a night on it might even make me dream of laughing myself awake in a money pit.]
Liu Miaoying: That is indeed possible.
She looked at Su Juan, thinking: If only I were Su Juan.
She, too, wanted to attend court, but there had been a rule from the previous dynasty that only those Fourth Rank or above could participate in the Golden Hall. Others, unless personally granted by the Emperor, would have to wait for permission outside if there was something to report.
But she firmly believed that one day, on that Golden Hall, there would be a place for her.
Liu Miaoying was contemplating when she heard Su Juan’s inner thoughts, [If only I were Miaoying...]
Liu Miaoying was puzzled, what was so good about herself?
She saw Su Juan looking at Liu Miaoying with envy in her eyes, [Having loving parents, no worries about food and clothing, living freely. Able to marry if desired, and staying single for life wouldn’t be an issue with the Chief Secretary around, no one would dare gossip.]
Hearing this, Liu Miaoying paused, recalling her experiences at the Su Mansion the other day, surprised that none of the young men and women welcomed her, not even her father, Old Master Su, who showed up very late, said a few words, and then left.
Although Madam Su seemed considerate, she wasn’t her biological mother. She could guess that it was only due to Su Juan’s special status, leveraging Su Juan, the Su Mansion wasn’t just a wealthy trader anymore, every courtesy had potential gains.
She’d never considered that what she took for granted was something others sought but couldn’t achieve. She suddenly felt a bit sorry for Su Juan.
"Ah Juan, the Su Mansion is far, and attending court regularly isn’t convenient. If you don’t mind, why not come to my place, there are plenty of courtyards. I’ll have someone prepare one..."
Su Juan waved repeatedly, "No need, no need..."
Liu Miaoying set aside her book, took Su Juan’s hand, "Ah Juan, don’t be polite with me. I usually spend time alone, but if you can join me, I’d feel happier."
She always felt guilty, as Su Juan treated her sincerely, but she couldn’t reciprocate with the same sincerity.
If she could help Su Juan, it would ease her heart.
Su Juan blinked, [I never said I was being polite, right?]
Liu Miaoying: "?"
[I meant no need to specifically prepare a courtyard, that’s too much trouble. I can sleep anywhere as long there’s a bed in your courtyard.]
Liu Miaoying: "..." Seems I was being too polite.
"If you’re worried about extravagance, there’s a spare room in my courtyard. I’ll have someone tidy it up, ready to stay by tomorrow."
Su Juan’s eyes welled up, she clasped Liu Miaoying’s hand in return, "Miaoying, you’re so good to me. If I were the Old Emperor, I’d ensure your career flourished and keep you by my side to assist me."
Liu Miaoying laughed, "You’re exaggerating too much."
If you were Your Majesty, I wouldn’t want to hold office. Assisting you is far too taxing.
Su Juan wiped her tears, her glance fell on the book Liu Miaoying had just set aside, and the words on the cover caught her eye, "..."
[Goodness gracious, why is Liu Miaoying reading such a thing?!]
Liu Miaoying noticed Su Juan’s gaze, picked up the book again, saying, "I find this book quite interesting, do you want to take a look?"
As she spoke, she offered it to Su Juan.
[Oh no...]
Su Juan’s face turned bright red, forcing a smile, "No, no! I just remembered I have something to do, I should go..."
Liu Miaoying was surprised, "Weren’t you going to stay for dinner?"
Su Juan clambered out of the lounge chair, grabbing her official hat from beside her, "Haha, no, no! I’m leaving now."
[Save my life!]
Seeing Liu Miaoying rising to see her off, she quickly stopped her, "No need to see me off! No need to see me off..."
Saying that, she bolted out.
Liu Miaoying looked at the book in her hand, puzzled: "?" What was that about?
