**Chapter 3**
As Qin Yuheng shouted almost hysterically, Liu Qingmei sighed helplessly. He is still so immature. There is no way around it; who asked the late emperor to choose the second prince? His Majesty can afford to be immature, but the Prime Minister must support him.
Liu Qingmei turned around with a smile like a bright flower shining on the moon. "Comrades, His Majesty is too drunk. I'll drink this glass of wine for him. I wish the Dongqin Dynasty eternal prosperity!"
"Dongqin Empire, Eternal Prosperity!" the ministers shouted excitedly. They truly hoped that the goddess in their hearts could continue to rule on behalf of Qin Yuheng.
Feeling the weight of their expectations, Liu Qingmei knew she had to maintain her composure. This was not just about politics; it was about the hope and faith of an entire dynasty resting on her shoulders.
After finishing the drink, Liu Qingmei shook her head and made an excuse for everyone to continue enjoying the dinner. She got up and left for her palace. The wine was gone, and it was really time for her to leave. When the matter is over, she brushes herself away and hides her merit and fame. She has fulfilled the late emperor's promise and dragged the Dongqin Immortal Dynasty out of the quagmire. Nowadays, Qin Yuheng has reached the Ocean Realm. With this level of cultivation, he is more than enough to be an emperor.
There was a hint of fatigue on Liu Qingmei's pretty face, but she felt relaxed in her heart. The years of struggle and sacrifice had taken their toll, yet she remained resilient, driven by a promise and a vision for a better future. She found the dressing room, changed out of the purple python robe she was wearing, and put on her green clothes again. She thought of the peaceful days ahead, free from the burden of power. Liu Qingmei looked at the night outside and murmured: "Brother Haoyu, wait for me."
Just as her thoughts were flying far away, a respectful voice suddenly came to her ears. "Prime Minister, His Majesty invites you."
Liu Qingmei turned around and found that it was Qin Yuheng's personal maid. She smiled and said: "Shouldn't His Majesty be at the banquet? Why did he invite me?"
The maid said: "His Majesty also left after seeing the Prime Minister leave. He is now in tears in the palace, hoping to see you again."
Liu Qingmei's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. She was the current prime minister, and she should have walked on thin ice at this step, but she had worked hard and did many things that a minister should not do. She was quite dissatisfied with Qin Yuheng.
Reflecting on her journey, Liu Qingmei thought about the delicate balance she maintained in the male-dominated politics. Her every step was scrutinized, yet she had persevered, proving her worth through sheer determination and intellect.
She originally wanted to leave, but a cool breath came from the jade pendant on her chest. Liu Qingmei lowered her head and touched the jade pendant, and finally sighed helplessly. "Lead the way."
This jade pendant was given to her by the late emperor Qin Hongyan. He had cultivated and appreciated her worth and talent, so it was hard for her to just run away. Let's meet and see what this young emperor wants. Did he arrange swordsmen for her? If Qin Yuheng can really arrange the swordsmen, Liu Qingmei will be more pleased. Recruiting dead soldiers under her nose shows that this emperor is not simple.
Walking through the dimly lit corridors of the palace, Liu Qingmei's thoughts wandered to her earlier days. She had never imagined that a modern girl like her, thrown into this ancient world, would rise to such a position of power and influence. The journey had been long, and now, it seemed, the end was near.
Liu Qingmei came to Qin Yuheng's bedroom. She saw this nineteen-year-old emperor throwing things angrily in the room. The surrounding maids stood far away. Liu Qingmei walked in, closed the palace door, and looked at the angry emperor quietly.
When Qin Yuheng saw her coming in, he immediately stopped venting. He said slightly nervously: "Sister Liu, I... It accidentally fell."
Liu Qingmei did not answer. She looked at Qin Yuheng's appearance and couldn't help but be fascinated. Among the three princes, Qin Yuheng is the most like the late emperor. However, his temperament was completely opposite to that of the late emperor. What kind of grace did Qin Hongyan have back then? That was really when the emperor came to Dongzhou, all the people surrendered. Qin Yuheng, who looks exactly like his father, still has a long way to go in the future.
"Your Majesty, you will be in charge of the whole dynasty from tomorrow onwards. So, stop acting like a child." Liu Qingmei's tone was firm yet gentle.
She had always been more than a prime minister to Qin Yuheng; she was a mentor, a guardian, and in many ways, a mother figure. Her heart ached for the young emperor's struggles, but she knew that tough love was necessary for him to grow into what ruling the empire needs.