OBS Chapter 236 I don’t have a father, and I never will have one
Chapter 236 I don’t have a father, and I never will have one
"Isn't this Xiao Mochen, the Regent of Beiming?" an elderly minister asked doubtfully. He had seen Xiao Mochen's true face and recognized him at the first sight.
"Then the person next to him is not the Regent Princess Su Yueqing?" Another minister said. They had never seen Su Yueqing, only her portrait. "Sure enough, she looks exactly like the person in the portrait."
When Bai Yuwei saw Su Yueqing's true face, she felt a little excited, just like a star-chasing girl who saw her idol up close, her heart was pounding.
As for Ling Wuye, he looked gently at Su Yueqing's true face under the mask. Although that face was not as similar to Song Lan as before, it was somewhat similar to his own.
"Saint Maiden, Prime Minister, and all the ministers." Xiao Mochen said, his every move revealing his royal temperament.
"I am indeed the Regent King of Beiming, Xiao Mochen," Xiao Mochen revealed his identity, confirming everyone's speculation, "and this is my consort, Su Yueqing."
"My husband and I are visiting Southern Xinjiang as envoys from the North Sea in the hope that Southern Xinjiang can sign a 100-year truce treaty." Su Yueqing stated her purpose directly.
"When two countries go to war, the people of each country suffer, becoming homeless and separated from their families." Su Yueqing said slowly, "So, Bei Ming is willing to maintain a hundred years of friendship with all countries, coexist peacefully, and not take the initiative to provoke war."
Su Yueqing first handed the Hundred Years Truce Covenant to Ling Wuye, who had the most say, "Prime Minister, please read this."
Ling Wuye took the covenant from Su Yueqing and glanced at it. "I think it's great. What do you think, Saint?"
Since you are a subject, you should naturally behave like a subject.
As he spoke, Ling Wuye raised his hand and signaled the eunuch to show the covenant to Bai Yuwei.
Bai Yuwei looked at the treaty handed over by the eunuch, read the contents carefully, then looked up at Su Yueqing and asked softly, "Regent Princess came to Southern Xinjiang just for the truce treaty?"
Su Yueqing nodded, "The former Saint of Southern Frontier hates Bei Ming and is unwilling to make peace with Bei Ming, so she will not sign this 100-year truce agreement."
Bai Yuwei seemed to know what Su Yueqing asked her to do, which was to sign a truce treaty to avoid conflict among the four countries.
"I'll sign." Bai Yuwei would not refuse such a good thing either publicly or privately.
"If you violate the covenant after signing it, you will die a miserable death!" Su Yueqing emphasized the consequences of breach of contract.
Bai Yuwei waved his hand and signed the covenant without hesitation.
Now that Bei Ming has defeated Dong Li, it has become the most powerful country among the four countries and can even attack other countries at will.
But Bei Ming was actually willing to sign an alliance and stop the war, which shows its demeanor as a great power.
The ministers of Southern Xinjiang naturally understood the situation clearly. Being able to sign a truce agreement was a rare good thing for Southern Xinjiang.
Su Yueqing looked at the signatures of the other three countries on the treaty, smiled knowingly, rolled up the treaty and put it in her sleeve.
To be precise, the covenant was placed in space where no one could see it.
This thing is of great significance, you can't lose it.
Now there is only one step left to complete the super-large points mission, which is to return to Beiming and let the little emperor sign the covenant.
After being out for so long, it's time to go back.
"Since the Saint has signed the covenant, our mission this time has been completed, and we will return to Beiming soon." Su Yueqing said, "The Saint knows the righteousness. This princess believes that Southern Xinjiang will get better and better under the leadership of the Saint."
Su Yueqing turned her gaze to Ling Wuye, "I believe that the Prime Minister will do his best to assist the Saint."
Ling Wuye knew what Qingqing was hinting at and nodded, "Don't worry, Qingqing, I will do my best to assist the Saint."
"After all, you chose her yourself."
Su Yueqing bowed to Ling Wuye as a junior, "Thank you, sir."
The ministers in the court were confused again when they saw how strange and polite the father and daughter were.
Judging from the situation, the Regent Princess doesn't seem to have any intention of recognizing their Prime Minister.
"When do we set off? Can we stay in Southern Xinjiang for a while longer?" Ling Wuye asked cautiously, his voice low and a hint of pleading in his tone.
Su Yueqing thought for a moment and said, "In three days, we will set off back to Beiming."
They originally wanted to rush back the next day, but they had been on the road for more than half a month. Now that things were settled, they could take a good rest and there was no need to rush.
Although Ling Wuye was reluctant to let her go, he felt contented seeing that she was willing to stay for three days.
After the court affairs were over, Su Yueqing said a few words to Bai Yuwei and left the palace.
Because the mission was successfully completed, Su Yueqing now felt relaxed, and her tense nerves slowly relaxed.
"Qingqing!" Su Yueqing had just walked to the palace gate when she suddenly heard someone calling her.
It was Ling Wuye’s voice.
Su Yueqing stopped and turned around, her tone was distant and polite, "What can I do for you, Prime Minister?"
Ling Wuye had already gotten used to Su Yueqing's distant tone, so he said softly, "It's lunch time, would you please go to the Prime Minister's residence with the Regent to have lunch?"
"It's just a meal, nothing else." Afraid that Su Yueqing would reject him outright, Ling Wuye added, "I... just want to have a meal with you."
He felt sorry for Song Lan. He could not make up for the debt of love he had owed to her over the years. The fatherly love he owed for more than 20 years had already become a huge abyss that could not be filled.
What's more, with Qingqing's current status, position, and abilities, even if he wanted to make amends, Qingqing would not bother to ask for it.
Su Yueqing looked up at Xiao Mochen beside her. Xiao Mochen gently held her hand and said softly, "Qingqing, make your own decision. If you want to go, we will go. If you don't want to go, we will go back to the restaurant. Your senior brother and Baizhi Baishao are still waiting for us there."
"Thank you for your kindness, Prime Minister, but my husband and I have something to do today, so I'm afraid we can't have this meal." Su Yueqing declined.
"What about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? As long as you have time, any time is fine." Ling Wuye asked in a humble manner, his tone almost pleading, and with a slight sob.
Seeing Ling Wuye like this, Su Yueqing couldn't help but feel sympathy for him, but then she retracted her feelings, "Prime Minister, I will not recognize you." Su Yueqing simply said it directly.
"I helped you recover your memory and told you my identity. I just wanted to use your help to push Bai Yuwei to become the Saint of Southern Xinjiang, successfully sign a truce agreement, and achieve my goal."
"As for forgiving you, that's mother's business." Su Yueqing directly stated her attitude, "My mother is dead, whether she will forgive you or not, I don't know."
"As for me, Su Yueqing, I am not qualified to forgive you on behalf of my mother, nor am I qualified to forgive you on behalf of the former Su Yueqing." Su Yueqing thought of the original owner.
Whether to forgive Ling Wuye and accept this father is a choice that the original owner should make, and she is not qualified to make the choice for the original owner.
"I don't have a father, and I won't have one in the future." Su Yueqing said this and pulled Xiao Mochen away.
Only Ling Wuye was left there, his face ashen.
"Prime Minister, your wife is still waiting for you at home." Ling Wuye's trusted guard said.
"Okay." Ling Wuye looked at Su Yueqing's disappearing figure, exhausted, "It's time for me to give Madam an explanation."
Ling Wuye is really a joke. He has lived to this day, but he has let down the people who love him and the people he loves.
At this time, in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Chi Qili was chatting and laughing with the Prime Minister's wife, and whispered a lot of rumors about Su Yueqing.
She doesn't have the ability to compete with the prime minister, but the prime minister's wife does.
Moreover, she believed that she was not the only one who hated Su Yueqing at this moment.
The Prime Minister's wife's originally peaceful and happy life was destroyed, and she didn't believe that the other party had no resentment at all.