"Eh."
Zhao Qingyu answered.
Bianjing's Imperial City was guarded with ironclad security, but no matter how strict the defenses were, they were useless against Zhao Qingyu and Verdant Green Maiden.
The two of them were not using the main gate. They had come to cause trouble, not to offer birthday congratulations.
They scaled the walls and came and went as they pleased!
After entering the Imperial City, Zhao Qingyu stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar palace paths and suddenly froze.
She looked toward a distant lane, then asked after a moment, "Master, can we go see my Imperial Concubine later?"
Though Zhao Qingyu had transmigrated here, Noble Consort Zang had still given birth to and raised her.
Zhao Qingyu was not some cold-blooded, ungrateful person.
This body was related to her by blood.
"Fine!"
Verdant Green Maiden nodded slightly.
She raised a hand and ruffled Zhao Qingyu's hair.
The two first arrived at the Imperial Study.
Inside the Imperial Study, thirty-year-old Zhao Heng was handling state affairs. He had already halted the war with the northern Liao Dynasty and ordered the You Zhou garrison to hold their ground without attacking, forbidding any further provocative acts lest border warfare erupt once more.
Great Song was preparing to negotiate peace with the Khitan, and the Privy Council had already dispatched envoys northward.
A letter of peace had also been sent to Dali in the south.
Now, so long as the Imperial Guard withdrew from the Western Regions, Peace Under Heaven would be achieved!
Then, he would surely become a sage ruler who ushered Great Song into an age of good governance!
Peace!
For over a hundred years since the Late Tang, war had raged without cease across the land. Now, at last, under his hand, the realm was about to enter a