CHAPTER 11 – The Political Storm
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With the truth out, her likes skyrocketed.
Every sweet moment. Every laugh. Every time he looked at her like she'd hung the moon.
By chapter thirty-five, she was at 897,432 likes. Just over 100,000 to go.
Then the Emperor got sick.
Succession wars started.
Jingxing's enemies smelled blood. They accused him of corruption. False charges, but solid ones.
A general under him had been stealing funds. Jingxing didn't know.
Didn't matter. He was blamed anyway.
Court split.
Half wanted him executed. Half wanted him stripped of everything.
Wanwan watched her husband turn gaunt. He stopped eating. Stopped sleeping. Started pushing her away.
"You should leave," he told her. "Go back to your world. It's safer."
"Absolutely not."
"If I'm executed—"
"We fight," she said. "We don't run."
She mobilized everyone who owed her favors.
The bubble tea business gave her connections. Nobles. Merchants. Palace eunuchs addicted to bubble tea.
She gathered documents. Cross-referenced accounts.
Found the real embezzler. A cousin of a rival prince.
Exposed him. Public hearing.
Jingxing defended himself. With eloquence. Evidence.
Wanwan provided data.
Together, they dismantled it.
The Emperor cleared his name.
More than that. He made him Prime Minister's advisor. One of the most powerful positions in the realm.
【HE'S PRIME MINISTER. SHE'S THE POWER. Likes: 954,789.】
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