Ren Yingying was fairly composed at first, but the longer she listened, the more horrified she became. In the end, she had to tightly cover her mouth to keep herself from crying out.
"You mean Tang Kuobian, the powerful minister of the Jin Dynasty who stands above all but one, is actually you in disguise?" Ren Yingying still had not quite recovered from the shock.
"Not just Tang Kuobian. The current Jin Emperor is also me in disguise." Song Qingshu gave a bitter smile.
"The Emperor?" Ren Yingying suddenly felt that her mind could no longer keep up. "How is that possible...?"
"Why wouldn't it be? Your man is just that capable." Song Qingshu said smugly.
"But... but..." Ren Yingying hesitated for a long time before finding the heart of the matter. "You've been running around Lin'an this whole time. What about the Jin Dynasty?"
"I arranged for several people to impersonate the Jin Emperor and Tang Kuobian. With them holding things down, the Jin Dynasty can still function as usual," Song Qingshu explained.
Ren Yingying frowned, her expression full of concern. "But... this is a matter of enormous importance. Are the people you found trustworthy? Holding the power of an entire nation is an immense temptation. What if they join forces and kick you out?"
Song Qingshu smiled, held her shoulders, and quietly looked at her. "Do you think I can trust you?"
Ren Yingying's face reddened slightly, and she turned away somewhat awkwardly. "Of course you can."
"Then I trust them just as much." Song Qingshu could not help thinking of how long he had been away from the Jin Dynasty. He wondered how Ge Bi, Daiqisi, and the others were doing.
Ren Yingying froze. When she noticed the tenderness in his eyes, she suddenly understood and could