After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety
Chapter 689 - 679: Do You Want a Child?

Chapter 689: Chapter 679: Do You Want a Child?

When she woke up, the seat next to her was empty, which didn’t surprise Jiang Lingxi at all.

She glanced at the clock on the wall; it was three in the afternoon.

She guessed that the person who woke up before her had already finished a meeting by now.

Just as the slightly ajar door of the lounge was pushed open, Liang Qingqing was still engrossed in her book outside.

She had picked up a history book earlier. At first, the obscure content made it hard to read, but after persevering, she found it rather interesting.

When someone approached, she was startled and almost dropped her book.

"Miss Jiang."

Jiang Lingxi hadn’t really paid much attention to Shen Yunqing’s bookshelf in the morning. But now, seeing Liang Qingqing leaning against it, reading intently, she was intrigued enough to come over and take a look.

After seeing the book’s title, she paused in silence.

When she first woke up to this era, nearly a thousand years after her own time, she was genuinely curious about how future generations would describe that period of history and herself.

She had read bits and pieces since then; though there were quite a few inaccuracies, they were generally objective.

However, she could confidently say she hadn’t come across as many books as there are on this shelf.

"Which book are you reading?"

Liang Qingqing closed the book, "It’s the ’Wild History of Yuan Zhao.’"

Jiang Lingxi: "..."

How to put it? Unofficial histories are indeed more interesting than official historical records.

Because they include content not suitable for the official records, and sometimes purely the author’s imagination.

Confirming that she hadn’t read the book Shen Yunqing had collected, Jiang Lingxi suddenly had an idea, "Qingqing, pour me some water and read it to me."

Liang Qingqing swiftly adjusted from just reading to also reading aloud.

The part she found interesting, she was eager to continue. This suggestion was exactly what she wanted.

After all, once she leaves tomorrow, she won’t be able to see this book again.

The boss’s office isn’t a place you can enter at will.

After taking a sip of water to moisten her throat, Liang Qingqing was ready to start from the first page.

Jiang Lingxi noticed she had read over ten pages already, "Just continue from where you left off."

Great!

Miss Jiang is very considerate.

But Liang Qingqing soon realized that Jiang Lingxi didn’t just want her to read aloud; she would occasionally discuss certain content from the book with her.

At first, she could barely keep up with Jiang Lingxi’s thoughts, but gradually she began to self-doubt.

Were they really reading the same book?

Moreover, she had quickly searched for information about Jiang Lingxi during lunch, wanting to better understand her and take care of her in the afternoon.

If she remembered correctly, the information she found indicated that Jiang Lingxi was a high school graduate, right?

Why couldn’t she, a university graduate now pursuing a master’s degree, keep up with someone who only graduated high school?

Seeing Liang Qingqing’s confused look, Jiang Lingxi knew it was best to stop the discussion and reluctantly ended the conversation.

"Thank you for your effort."

Liang Qingqing was at a loss for how to respond, "You’re too kind."

"Go ahead and continue reading. The author’s writing is quite good."

Though as for the content, if two out of ten parts are true, that would be generous.

They even speculated that the New Emperor who succeeded by order after her death was her biological child, something she herself didn’t know!

One could only wonder what Shen Yunqing thought upon reading that claim.

Probably the same speechlessness she felt.

*

The car blended into the evening traffic, stopping and starting slowly toward Xiyuan.

It was already past eight, nearing nine at night. Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing had even eaten dinner at the company. After dinner, Shen Yunqing rushed to a final meeting, marking a perfect end to a long day of work.

On their way out, they saw Assistant He packing his beddings, relief evident on his face.

The boss was back, reducing the pressure significantly. No more working throughout the day and sleeping at the company at night.

Recalling the feeling from reading "Wild History of Yuan Zhao" with Liang Qingqing in the afternoon, Jiang Lingxi looked away from the long line of cars in front and turned to her side, "I’ve decided, if my university entrance exams go well next year, I’ll study a certain major."

As they stopped at a traffic light, Shen Yunqing put the car in brake, "Which major?"

"History."

"Why?"

"I read a book in your office today, titled ’Wild History of Yuan Zhao.’"

When Shen Yunqing heard the book’s name, he almost lost control of his expression.

"It seems you remember what was written in there, how erroneous history is, largely because later generations interpret their ancestors purely by words. While I’m not qualified to discuss other eras, for my own era," Jiang Lingxi paused, "I think I have the privilege to correct some things. What do you think, Yunqing?"

Shen Yunqing took a deep breath, "I think Your Majesty is right. In fact, there’s something even more ridiculous."

"You’ve read it?"

"Yes, some even say, the New Emperor’s father..."

Jiang Lingxi was listening intently to hear how absurd it was, but the sound trailed off as she listened.

Just as she was about to urge him, she noticed Shen Yunqing’s expression was a bit odd.

In that moment, Jiang Lingxi suddenly remembered a fanfiction related to Emperor Yuan Zhao recommended by Lu Zhengzheng, and piecing together Shen Yunqing’s current state, a bold guess popped into her head.

"It couldn’t be you, could it?"

After several seconds, Shen Yunqing nodded almost imperceptibly, "Yes."

Jiang Lingxi: "..."

Speechlessness incarnate opened the door for silence—it had arrived at home.

Indeed, there’s no most absurd, only more absurd!

A silent atmosphere lingered for quite a while as the green light ahead lit up, and the car resumed moving.

Jiang Lingxi looked out of the car window.

She happened to catch sight of a family of three waiting at the red light by the roadside.

The dad was pushing a stroller, the mom holding a candied haw, extending it towards the small baby in the stroller. The sweet scent had the little one stretching its neck eagerly wanting to eat it.

The scene flashed by, and Jiang Lingxi withdrew her gaze, suddenly stirred by an impulse, "Yunqing, do you want a child?"

Shen Yunqing nearly slammed on the brake.

He had never imagined that her Majesty would ask him this question, and so unexpectedly at that.

In that instant, Wu Jue’s words seemed to echo in his ears.

"Even with great virtue, this act is defying heaven, and the matter of descendants isn’t something to force."

Back then, he was solely focused on whether the Forbidden Technique would succeed; as for having descendants, he hadn’t considered it important.

If the Forbidden Technique hadn’t worked, where would the descendants come from?

But now with her Majesty suddenly asking like this...

How could he explain that even if they wanted, the chance of having their own children was very slim?