"Ha-ha, after all, you hadn't really handled any actual affairs before. The household matters in the residence were also taken care of with the help of several palace Shangog sent over. It's perfectly normal to make a few small mistakes the first time!"
Zhong Shenxiu took Qingyuan's hand and gently comforted her.
In truth, he was partly to blame for this too.
Who told him that the script he had written was about Emperor Xin defying Heaven and waging war against the gods at the end of the Shang Dynasty?
The mighty tide of events was bound to push things in this direction. All living beings under Heaven were merely chess pieces, including that group of Minor Ministers of Fate!
Even Qingyuan herself might have been influenced by the Heavenly Dao without realizing it!
"Now that my husband has come out of seclusion and settled everything with a mere lift of his hand, why not continue letting me govern Shenshan..." Qingyuan said again.
"I've only come out of seclusion for at most a hundred years. I'll have to enter seclusion again, so you'll still have to handle it."
Zhong Shenxiu waved his hand. "Just give it a try. There's no need to worry about anything. I'm here for everything!"
At worst, he would pay a few more tuition fees. His household was now huge and prosperous, so he had nothing to fear.
In fact, he even cherished the present days somewhat.
After ten thousand years, a million years, ten million years, or even an immeasurable number of Great Calamities... this youthful Queen Mother of the West would probably be someone he could never see again.
"All right..."
County Princess Qingyuan agreed with a bitter expression. Then she looked toward Emperor Xin in the light mirror, who was shouting that the