My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

Shu Jingwei was so angry that she trembled all over. She suddenly sat up from the couch. The movement was so sudden that the world spun before her eyes, and the entire palace seemed to be spinning in front of her.

She abruptly threw back the brocade quilt. "Change your clothes! I'm going to the Wenyuan Hall! Now!"

"Your Majesty! Your health..." the imperial physician tried to dissuade him.

"Get out of my way!" Shu Jingwei shoved him aside, her voice shrill like a knife slicing through porcelain. "If you dare block my way again, I'll chop off your head first!"

The imperial physician scrambled to the side and didn't dare to make another move.

A few minutes later, Shu Jingwei hastily threw on a bright yellow outer robe, haphazardly tied her hair up, and stumbled out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation amidst the horrified gazes of the palace servants, heading straight for the Hall of Literary Profoundness.

Instead of entering through the main gate, she went around to the side hall behind the screen.

Shu Jingwei didn't know why she was hiding. She was the emperor, and the court belonged to her. Why should she hide?

But when she heard Yao Jingyuan talking loudly inside the room, her feet turned around on their own.

She stood behind the screen, peering out through the gap.

With just one glance, her blood ran cold—

Many new faces appeared in the imperial court.

Those people, dressed in brand-new official robes, stood in the front row, their backs hunched, their faces bearing obsequious smiles.

And the person who should have been standing there—

Minister of Revenue Chen Youfang, Minister of Works Du Mingyi, and several other senior officials have all disappeared!

Shu Jingwei's breathing became rapid, and her chest heaved violently.

She stared at those unfamiliar faces, her mind buzzing.

Who are these people?

When did you enter the imperial court?

Who approved it?

How could the emperor not know this?

"My lords," Yao Jingyuan's voice came from the hall, still as gentle and composed as ever, yet it made Shu Jingwei's teeth itch with rage.

There were memorials piled up in front of him, a teacup beside him, and two eunuchs standing behind him, one fanning him and the other holding his inkstone.

He seemed to enjoy himself even more than she did.

She has an even bigger entourage than her.

He's more like an emperor than she is...

Shu Jingwei's fingers gripped the edge of the screen tightly, her nails digging into the wood and leaving white marks.

As she watched those familiar and unfamiliar faces bowing to Yao Jingyuan, and seeing their harmonious relationship as ruler and subject, she felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head, chilling her to the bone.

She had just taken a nap.

Why has everything changed?

The laughter and conversations inside the hall gradually blended into a buzzing noise, amplified, amplified, and amplified again in Shu Jingwei's ears.

The noise made her eyes red, and her bloodshot eyes scanned the crowd, trying to remember each and every face that had once bowed and scraped before her.

The one laughing the loudest—kill.

The one who bends over the deepest is the one who suffers the most severe torture—death by a thousand cuts.

And that guy, he actually knelt down and served tea to Yao Jingyuan—I want to exterminate his entire family.

She kept a mental record of the accounts, one by one.

Since you dared to seek other opportunities while she was away, you should be prepared for her to settle scores with you later!

……

Modern, Fengshuiyuan Villa.

The study was quiet, with only the clock on the wall ticking away.

Lin Ye sat at his desk, with a pale blue light screen floating in front of him. The words on the screen flowed slowly, like a quiet river.

His gaze swept lightly across the screen, finally settling on two products.

[Plant Cultivation Solution (10 drops): Increases the yield of any crop by 10% regardless of external factors. Requires 1000 Shock Points to redeem.]

[Item Transfer Station (Basic): Can transfer items weighing up to 100 kg to a specific location in another dimension (items threatening the plane's foundation and living beings cannot be transferred). Requires 10000 Shock Points to exchange.]

One thousand and one ten thousand—that's more than enough for him given his current level of shock.

He learned from the comments that the Great Flame Kingdom had increased taxes by a full 50%.

Many people are going hungry, and there is widespread discontent across the country.

This is an opportunity!

If he can find a reliable person in Dayan to distribute the plant cultivation solution, the people's harvest will increase, and they will be able to have enough to eat after paying heavy taxes.

Then tell them that these things were given to them by Ye Fan's brother.

It was given to him by Lin Ye.

Wouldn't those people be grateful?

Will they not believe it?

Wouldn't that be a lack of reverence?

Shock level, easily achieved.

Those who already missed Ye Fan will remember him even more fondly.

When he brings back Ye Fan's remains and announces Ye Fan's death, the backlash will be even stronger.

The will of the people is like water; it can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it.

When everyone knew that Ye Fan was killed by Yao Jingyuan and Shu Jingwei.

When they realized that they should have been living a carefree life under Ye Fan's guidance, but instead, these two people had destroyed it—

Can Shu Jingwei still hold onto her throne?

Lin Ye's lips curled up slightly, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

He immediately muttered in his mind: "System, exchange for 100 units of plant cultivation solution, exchange for item transfer station."

[Ding—Exchange successful. Shock points consumed: 10 portions of Plant Cultivation Fluid (100000 points), Item Transfer Station (10000 points), totaling 110000 points. Current balance: 1040900 points. Items have been added to the system inventory; the host can retrieve them at any time.]

Lin Ye's mind raced.

A small porcelain bottle appeared out of thin air on the table. The bottle was as white as jade and contained ten drops of pale green liquid. Each drop was distinct and shimmered slightly in the sunlight.

On the ground next to it was a table that looked like an experimental workbench. It was silver all over, with a smooth, mirror-like surface and intricate patterns engraved on the edges.

He glanced at it only once before putting the item back into his system inventory.

Next, let's start with a live stream.

Only through live streaming could he contact Ye Fan's former subordinates.

He needed to find someone who would never betray them, to be his most important contact in the Great Flame.

"System, start live stream."

[Ding—Live stream has started.]

……

Great Flame Kingdom.

The sky brightened again.

"The Heavenly Curtain! The Heavenly Curtain has reappeared!" The guard's shouts echoed through the palace walls, sharp and urgent.

Yao Jingyuan was reviewing memorials in the Wenyuan Hall when he heard the shout. He looked up and saw the familiar light screen through the window.

His brow furrowed slightly, then relaxed.

It's just the sky.

After seeing it so many times, I've gotten used to it.

He put down his pen, straightened his clothes, raised his chin, and walked out of the Wenyuan Hall at a leisurely pace.

"Someone, go to the Taihe Hall square and set up tables and chairs, prepare tea, and invite all the lords to enjoy the celestial canopy together." He said to the eunuch beside him, and then set off for the Taihe Hall.

The eunuch was taken aback for a moment, then quickly agreed and went to do so.

When the news spread, court officials rushed to the Taihe Hall Square.

Many people were stunned when they saw the tables, chairs, and tea that had already been set out, and then showed a complicated expression.

An elderly minister with gray hair and beard sat down, picked up his teacup, took a sip, sighed, and spoke softly to the person next to him.

"Although Lord Yao's actions may seem like an attempt to win people's hearts, at least we don't have to kneel anymore. Last time His Majesty ordered us to watch the sky, and we had to kneel all the time. My knees were swollen for three days afterward."

The person next to him nodded without saying anything, but his eyes also showed emotion.

"Lord Yao, you are so considerate of our plight, we are deeply grateful!" An official bowed first when he saw Yao Jingyuan walking slowly towards him, his tone full of flattery.

"Yes, His Majesty is unwell. Fortunately, Lord Yao is in charge. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do with all this backlog of government affairs." Another official quickly followed up, his face beaming with smiles.

"Lord Yao is fair and reasonable in his dealings, and thoughtful in his considerations. He is truly a blessing to the court." Someone said it even more bluntly.

Yao Jingyuan maintained his gentle demeanor and gracefully waved his hand.

"My lords, you flatter me. I am merely trying to share His Majesty's burdens and do my bit. The affairs of the state are difficult, and we need everyone's concerted efforts. Please, have a seat."

Compassion? Taking charge of the overall situation? A blessing for the court?

Shu Jingwei also came to the Hall of Supreme Harmony. She stood behind a pillar and, upon hearing these words, froze like a stone statue.

She looked at the courtiers sitting in chairs in the square, holding teacups and chatting and laughing.

Watching Yao Jingyuan being surrounded by a group of people, flattered and fawned over, he was treated like a star.

The fire in her heart burned brighter and brighter, causing her internal organs to ache.

Her court!

Her subjects!

They sat in her chair and drank her tea!

Instead, she bowed and scraped before a man, begging for his attention!

She couldn't hold back any longer.

"Yao! Jing! Yuan—!!!"

A piercing, distorted scream shattered the "harmony" in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Everyone turned around in horror to see their emperor, with disheveled hair, a deathly pale face, and bloodshot eyes, charging towards them like a madman!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?!"

The officials were shocked, and their teacups fell to the ground with a clatter, shards of porcelain flying everywhere and tea spilling out.

They hurriedly got up, their knees hitting the chair legs, wincing in pain, but they didn't care and scrambled to their knees.

Yao Jingyuan quickly rose, strode forward, and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty! You're awake? The imperial physician said you need to rest..."

"Shut up!" Shu Jingwei rushed up to Yao Jingyuan and slapped him hard across the face!

"Smack—!!!"