Lin Feilu returned to her senses as she awoke from the trance of the legendary tale she was reading. She turned her head and whispered, “Then, I’ll go to the back.”
When the Emperor was going to discuss political matters, it was the duty of others to excuse themselves and leave the scene. She was about to get up when she heard Song Jinglan say softly, “No need.”
Lin Feilu hesitated slightly, “I don’t think that’s too good…”
He smiled, “It’s just a small issue, so it doesn’t matter.”
Lin Feilu said in her heart, one too many times I have believed in Little Song’s words. When did you not say the same thing? In fact, when has anything you said turned out alright?
But since he already said so and paired with the fact that she was reading up to an exciting climax, she didn’t bother to move her position, continuing to read the novel on the cushion.
Not long after, two people in court attire strolled in. After greeting the Emperor with a bow, they were shocked to look up and see a young girl in front of them.
Lin Feilu could feel the two surprised gazes even if she didn’t raise her head, but she instantly knew that Pretty Boy’s words were meant to fool her once again. She buried her head lower into the pages, almost becoming one with the book as she tried to minimise her sense of existence.
Song Jinglan directed the thoughts of the two Ministers in a soft voice, “I have called the two of you here to have you handle the official Ascension Ceremony for a new Empress and my wedding with her.”
He waved his finger, and Tiandong immediately understood. He took the imperial edict that he had drawn up and handed it to the two Ministers.
The poor duo hadn’t recovered from their initial shock, but they were so surprised by this additional news that they could feel their skulls numbing.
Courtiers have always been concerned not only with state affairs but also with the issue of His Majesty’s heirs. The Emperor had been on the throne for several years but had never accepted a Concubine nor set foot in the harem. It was reasonable for these courtiers to have been worried about this for a long time in private.
The current Emperor was young and promising whilst also being capable of literacy and martial arts. Besides, the Song Empire was thriving under his rule. Of course, everyone hoped this prosperity could continue, so they wished for His Majesty to give birth to a Prince as soon as possible and enthrone a designated Crown Prince. But now, there wasn’t even a Concubine that he adored, let alone a Prince.
However, they didn’t dare to mention it. After all, His Majesty wasn’t really a benevolent monarch that accepted advice with a calm demeanour. They admired and feared him simultaneously, which could explain their dilemma of fluctuating between the emotions of happiness and terror.
Upon hearing that there was finally someone who would be crowned Empress, their hearts trembled with delight, overflowing with an inexpressible amount of joy. But after receiving the imperial decree, they realised that the one who would ascend as Empress would be Princess Yong An. With that, the two Ministers ushered in their third wave of shock.
Song Jinglan didn’t care at all about the turmoil of expressions that the duo were going through below as he said in a low voice while approving the memorials, “Have the Royal Astronomy Supervisors choose an auspicious day for the ceremony and remain vigilant towards every detail. Report back to me when the arrangements are complete.”
Lin Feilu returned to her senses as she awoke from the trance of the legendary tale she was reading. She turned her head and whispered, “Then, I’ll go to the back.”
When the Emperor was going to discuss political matters, it was the duty of others to excuse themselves and leave the scene. She was about to get up when she heard Song Jinglan say softly, “No need.”
Lin Feilu hesitated slightly, “I don’t think that’s too good…”
He smiled, “It’s just a small issue, so it doesn’t matter.”
Lin Feilu said in her heart, one too many times I have believed in Little Song’s words. When did you not say the same thing? In fact, when has anything you said turned out alright?
But since he already said so and paired with the fact that she was reading up to an exciting climax, she didn’t bother to move her position, continuing to read the novel on the cushion.
Not long after, two people in court attire strolled in. After greeting the Emperor with a bow, they were shocked to look up and see a young girl in front of them.
Lin Feilu could feel the two surprised gazes even if she didn’t raise her head, but she instantly knew that Pretty Boy’s words were meant to fool her once again. She buried her head lower into the pages, almost becoming one with the book as she tried to minimise her sense of existence.
Song Jinglan directed the thoughts of the two Ministers in a soft voice, “I have called the two of you here to have you handle the official Ascension Ceremony for a new Empress and my wedding with her.”
He waved his finger, and Tiandong immediately understood. He took the imperial edict that he had drawn up and handed it to the two Ministers.
The poor duo hadn’t recovered from their initial shock, but they were so surprised by this additional news that they could feel their skulls numbing.
Courtiers have always been concerned not only with state affairs but also with the issue of His Majesty’s heirs. The Emperor had been on the throne for several years but had never accepted a Concubine nor set foot in the harem. It was reasonable for these courtiers to have been worried about this for a long time in private.
The current Emperor was young and promising whilst also being capable of literacy and martial arts. Besides, the Song Empire was thriving under his rule. Of course, everyone hoped this prosperity could continue, so they wished for His Majesty to give birth to a Prince as soon as possible and enthrone a designated Crown Prince. But now, there wasn’t even a Concubine that he adored, let alone a Prince.
However, they didn’t dare to mention it. After all, His Majesty wasn’t really a benevolent monarch that accepted advice with a calm demeanour. They admired and feared him simultaneously, which could explain their dilemma of fluctuating between the emotions of happiness and terror.
Upon hearing that there was finally someone who would be crowned Empress, their hearts trembled with delight, overflowing with an inexpressible amount of joy. But after receiving the imperial decree, they realised that the one who would ascend as Empress would be Princess Yong An. With that, the two Ministers ushered in their third wave of shock.
Song Jinglan didn’t care at all about the turmoil of expressions that the duo were going through below as he said in a low voice while approving the memorials, “Have the Royal Astronomy Supervisors choose an auspicious day for the ceremony and remain vigilant towards every detail. Report back to me when the arrangements are complete.”
