When Qing Jun Became the Boss

The entire bedchamber fell silent.

Lingxu pressed himself against the wall and sidled outward step by step, not even daring to bid His Majesty farewell.

He knew far more than the outside ministers... Others did not understand the relationship between Li Qingjun and Qin Yi, but he did...

Terrifying.

Just putting himself in their shoes let him feel the fury that could tear down the Imperial Palace. Was this a place to court death? Lingxu fled along the wall, endlessly chanting, "Can't see me, can't see me," before slipping out the door behind Li Qingjun in a flash.

"Stop!"

Lingxu seemed to have been struck by an immobilization spell, freezing where he stood.

Without even turning her head, Li Qingjun asked coldly, "That thing really measures marriage affinity?"

"Y-Yes..." Cold sweat streamed down Lingxu's face.

Understanding flashed through Li Qingjun's eyes. She said mildly, "His Majesty has finally agreed to take an Imperial Husband. This is a great joyous occasion. You have all worked hard, so go handle it. Dragon Abyss City has a million people—if you cannot find seventy, eighty, or ninety outstanding men among them, then it means you have not put your hearts into it. This concerns the nation. It must not be taken lightly. Do your best."

Qin Yi: "..."

Li Wuxian: "..."

Lingxu cried bitterly to himself.

To someone with a politician's instincts, whether this compass truly measured marriage affinity was utterly unimportant. What mattered was having this pretext. Li Wuxian needed this excuse to draw a perfectly justified thread of ambiguity between herself and Qin Yi. No matter what the compass measured—even if it actually measured who was the biggest fool—as long as it pointed to Qin Yi on the spot, then it measured marriage affinity.

Even if it was a deer, whenever they