Keep your voice down. Are you trying to look glamorous dressed as a forced lover?

Song Qinian raised his eyes and looked at Li Qingyan: "Your Highness, what do you intend to do with Doctor Qiu?"

If Li Qingyan knew Qiu Nanzhu's gender, or even liked him, and that's why she did those things before, and is now using him, then he wouldn't be swayed by her words anymore.

After thinking it over carefully, Li Qingyan surprisingly said, "Keep him locked up. We'll talk about it when he realizes his mistake."

In fact, Li Qingyan wanted to castrate him even more, but Qiu Nanzhu was a male supporting character who was obsessed with his sister in the book, and the readers liked him quite a bit. Even though he was just a male supporting character, his male supporting character aura was still bigger than hers. She wanted to change his likable cross-dressing persona and turn him into a cross-dressing eunuch, but she might not be able to do it in a short time.

So I decided to give it the cold shoulder for now, ignore it, and not see it.

To avoid any more messy or embarrassing things happening if we meet.

She's busy right now.

She waved her hand casually, and the palace servant, who was about to speak in disbelief, had his mouth covered and was dragged out.

In a cramped and cluttered room in a side room outside the East Palace, Qiu Nanzhumo's hair was disheveled, the wound on his head had not yet healed, and two more wounds had appeared on his jaw.

He had never looked so disheveled. His eyes were filled with melancholy, but the dirt and grime could not conceal his superior bone structure. In fact, it revealed a strange beauty of brokenness and ruthlessness that made him even more attractive.

"She won't see me? Impossible, she couldn't be so heartless."

Qiu Nanzhu's beautiful eyes were veiled in crimson: "She can't do this to me. Something must have gone wrong. Describe in detail how you met His Highness."

Upon hearing that Li Qingyan had actually helped Song Qinian up herself, Qiu Nanzhu was shocked and angry before realizing, "She did it on purpose."

"She put on a show for you on purpose, just so you would tell me."

"She's just using someone surnamed Song to make me jealous." He smiled, his expression full of malicious smugness.

"She has improved somewhat, but unfortunately she can't escape my grasp."

"I don't know who gave her the idea, but I'm investigating."

The palace servant knew perfectly well that she was not a woman and that she was malicious, yet he became even more obsessed: "Alright, investigate, investigate, Doctor Qiu, please don't be angry."

Watching the palace servants leave, Qiu Nanzhu's eyes were filled with disgust. Finally, she looked at the equally disheveled palace maid beside her.

"I want to see His Highness as soon as possible. You've served His Highness for so long, you must have won over some people, right? Do as I say, and you'll have a chance to live."

The palace maid gritted her teeth and replied, "Yes."

Qiu Nanzhu had many ways to control Li Qingyan, but he really didn't want to suffer.

We must make Li Qingyan remember his good qualities; whenever she feels unwell, she will definitely think of him.

She must remember this lesson; she actually dared to injure him this time.

Li Qingyan, who was being thought of by Qiu Nanzhu, had long since forgotten about him and was only looking at Song Qinian:

"Song Consort, we agreed last night that you would teach me how to handle official business today, and I just happened to retrieve some folding scrolls."

Song Qinian didn't expect that she would actually get the folding book back. Even if it had been altered, it was still something that a mere concubine in the harem should be able to touch.

"Your Highness, if the Censorate finds out that I dared to meddle in memorials, my mother will be overwhelmed by those impeachment memorials tomorrow."

Li Qingyan was somewhat dissatisfied with his repeated refusal, but decided to try to appease him first.

"Song Qinian, I'll say it one last time: we're now in a community of shared interests. I genuinely want to learn, and I'm not scheming against you. After all... I once called you brother-in-law."

A hint of mockery flashed in Song Qinian's eyes. Why did you force him before?

Li Qingyan continued, "Besides, you didn't have a choice, did you?"

"If I get what I want in the future, and the Song family and you support me, I can consider letting you leave the palace."

"Leave the palace?" Song Qinian's eyes flickered, but then fell silent again: "There is no precedent for this."

Li Qingyan shrugged: "So you have to work hard yourself."

She's not good at lying; at most, she'll just make empty promises.

As a beneficiary of the existing system, Li Qingyan could not voluntarily send him out of the palace. If he wanted to leave the palace, he would have to work hard to make it so that no one could refuse him.

Song Qinian: "..."

She was as blunt as ever, and didn't even bother to say a few nice words.

But she was right; he had no choice.

"Since Your Highness says so, then I, Song, will presume to accept. Please, Your Highness, move to the study."

"good!"

Li Qingyan finally smiled, a bright and beautiful smile, but the smile only lasted for a second.

She suddenly stumbled and bumped into Song Qinian's back.

Song Qinian stumbled slightly from the bump, then turned back in confusion, asking, "Your Highness?"

"I almost fell. I don't know why, I've been falling on flat ground all day."

This is the third time. Could it be because she changed the plot and schemed against the wise king?

With questions in mind, Li Qingyan went to the study.

Song Qinian's study looks like a small library at first glance. The books are neatly arranged, the layout is simple and elegant, and it is full of the fragrance of ink. The owner's love and care can be seen from the details.

"Your Highness, please sort the folds first. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

"it is good."

"Let's begin."

And then... that was it.

Li Qingyan felt a mysterious power. The moment she received the memorial, drowsiness quickly overwhelmed her. She thought it was just a coincidence, but even pinching herself didn't work; it was as if she had been given sleeping pills.

In the instant he fell into a deep sleep, Li Qingyan finally understood why the original owner of this body had been branded as an incompetent and ignorant person.

This is not normal at all!

Before Song Qinian could finish speaking, he saw Li Qingyan, who hadn't even finished reading a memorial, immediately slump onto the table and fell fast asleep. The expectation in Song Qinian's eyes slowly faded, leaving only coldness.

What am I expecting...?

Silence filled the study. Song Qinian sat quietly for a moment, then patted Li Qingyan on the shoulder.

"If Your Highness is tired, you may return to your bedchamber to rest."

His study was not for sleeping.

Li Qingyan suddenly snapped out of it, and after regaining her senses, her face turned somewhat pale: "I'm sorry."

Was she controlled by the plot?

Thinking about the inexplicable fall earlier, coupled with this sudden drowsiness, Li Qingyan's competitive spirit was also aroused.

"I'll try again. If I fall asleep again, please wake me up, Song Concubine."

She cannot afford to lose; losing means certain death.

Li Qingyan picked up the memorial again, but the result was the same. Drowsiness followed her like a shadow. No matter how much she pinched herself or bit her lip, she could only stay awake for a moment before falling back into darkness.

Song Qinian saw her pinching herself, and seeing her pale face, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. So, after she fell asleep, he immediately woke her up.

"Your Highness, you..."

"That's weird, isn't it?"

Li Qingyan was much calmer this time. After sorting out her thoughts, she realized the key point.

The plot has returned to the protagonist, Li Qingxian, who has been poisoned eight times, showcasing his power.

As a villainous supporting character, she was unlucky; the aura of incompetence was firmly locked onto her.

That's normal. Others have been poisoned eight times. How could she, with her pure water, possibly compete?

If she wants to change the supporting character's situation, she might need to... do something that fits the plot.

But how do you stir-fry this meat to give it a sophisticated aroma?

She glanced at Song Qinian, secretly encouraging herself, but still felt the situation was tricky.

She had been in a relationship before, but because her boyfriend revealed his true colors, she never got to have sex with him.

A coward with a wealth of knowledge but zero practical experience.

She lowered her eyes to look at the memorial, but after just one glance, the familiar drowsiness returned.

Must I be crushed by the plot and ultimately die?

No, she was going to take action; she was going to cook and stir-fry meat.

She glared fiercely at Song Qinian.