Chapter 66: If Others Don’t Offend Me, I Won’t Offend Others

These past few days, she had also tasted the sweetness of power, so she wanted even more. This was not enough; she wanted everyone in this world to bow down to her.

Thinking this, she looked at Zhao Xian. And now, the obstacle standing in her way was this Prime Minister.

Throughout history, those with great merit often became the masters. So even if Zhao Xian truly had no intentions to rebel, if there was an opportunity to get rid of her, she would naturally show no mercy.

Zhao Xian was extremely sharp. Although that glance was fleeting, she could still feel the murderous intent.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the young girl on the throne; it seemed that she had misunderstood herself. Perhaps, from their current positions, it was impossible for them to become friends. She had originally planned to assist this person and then live a peaceful life, but it seemed impossible now.

Because she could already sense that this young Empress wanted her dead.

However, the young Empress was still too naive. Whether it was the original Zhao Xian or her current self, they had both climbed to high positions through layers of difficulty. So, she had always lived by the principle of “if others don’t offend me, I won’t offend others.” If the Empress really couldn’t tolerate her, she would not sit still and wait for death, whether it was for herself or her current family.

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It’s around 8 o’clock when court ended. Nowadays, there is still a bustling crowd on North Gate Street, with merchants gathering as usual.

Zhao Xian didn’t take a carriage back; instead, she let the guards take the carriage back in advance while she wandered aimlessly on the street.

She had been cooped up indoors every day recently, so she needed some exercise, otherwise, her perfectly proportioned figure would grow sideways.

Feeling a bit hungry, she turned her head and looked at the nearby mixed stew stall, then silently walked over and sat down.

“Aunty, give me a bowl of mixed stew, and one to go…” This place wasn’t far from home, so the takeaway would still be hot when she got back.

The boss lady turned her head and saw her dressed in official robes, which scared her out of her wits. “Ahem, ma’am, please wait a moment.”

After taking another look, alright, wasn’t this the famous Prime Minister Zhao? Even the Prime Minister would eat street food, although she was curious, she quickly prepared the stew, adding a bit more.

“My family’s mixed stew is an ancestral craft. Ma’am, please try it.”

“Hmm.” Zhao Xian nodded and picked up the spoon to start eating the dumplings and drinking the soup. This was the kind of food she liked to eat in the morning, light and refreshing.

“It tastes good.” Zhao Xian said and finished a bowl quickly, while the boss lady on the other side quickly packed a bowl. Naturally, it could be packed, but the cost of the takeaway bowl was extra.

After eating, the guard who had been following her immediately paid and carried the food box behind her, and the two of them continued to walk towards the Prime Minister’s mansion.

Watching Zhao Xian and her entourage leave, the boss lady at the dumpling stall nodded. Actually, the rumored Prime Minister wasn’t that scary; she was quite nice to the common people like her. Now, the whole street was no longer smoky, and there were no more horses galloping through, causing chaos. Otherwise, it was common for vendors to be injured or stalls overturned every day with these high-ranking officials frequently passing through.

Not long after Zhao Xian left, her gaze fell on a stall selling hairpins. Although the hairpins were all very ordinary, they were exquisite.

Her gaze fell on one hairpin, she walked up and picked it up, and the guard behind her automatically asked the price and paid the bill. Zhao Xian touched the hairpin. It was elegant and solemn, which suited her quite well.

“Oh, unexpectedly, it’s a hairpin. Are you planning to give it to your dear husband? Not bad, it’s a good way to make boys happy.”

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhao Xian rolled her eyes.

Looking at the woman in front of her with a face full of disdain, she couldn’t help but twitch her mouth.

“You’re quite idle…” Zhao Xian raised an eyebrow. The person in front of her was none other than Wen Chuan, the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Justice.