This is precisely what worries the ministers the most.

For a king who rules the world, his emotional belonging is also an important state matter in a large sense.

It is the emperor's responsibility to expand the branches and leaves of the royal family and have more children. How many more children can be born with the strength of a woman alone.

But the ministers all knew about Emperor Zihao's temper. He was a very self-dominated person who neither accepted soft nor hard advice. He also distinguished family affairs and state affairs very clearly, and did not allow anyone to overstep his advice.

Since taking the throne, the ministers have suffered a lot from being dumb. The longer they get along, the stronger their awe and respect for Yan Xi become.[

Although he was the biological son of the late emperor, his personality and temperament did not inherit the mellowness and gentleness of his father. If he dared to treat his son the same way he treated his father, he would probably die without even knowing how he died.

The Queen's appointment has long been confirmed, and Queen Peach's golden book has been in her hands for almost two years. At this time, it is just a supplement to the existing ceremony.

If you jump out to object again, that's what a fool would do, and it's just making yourself uncomfortable.

Tao Xiaowei's hand rested on the exquisitely carved totem of the phoenix throne, which was covered by Yan Xi's cold big hand. The ministers below could not see the surging undercurrent passing between them, but Tao Xiaowei could clearly feel it coming from

The husband was in a strange mood. He kept a faint smile on his face and returned his hand to hold his fingertips, silently comforting her. However, he grabbed her even harder, as if he wanted to rub her little hand into his palm.

After finally waiting for the end of the first round of celebrations, the emperor and the empress exited hand in hand. The celebrations inside and outside the palace began. The joyful atmosphere lifted people's emotions high. Emperor Zihao and the empress were worshiped by everyone.

After the imperial chariot left, the scheming ministers noticed that this time the emperor and empress did not ride separately on the carriage. Yan Xi directly helped Empress Tao onto his exclusive throne and lowered the curtain to block the prying eyes of thousands of people.

Almost as soon as the bright yellow roller curtain with the dragon dancing in anger was lowered, Tao Xiaowei's body immediately fell into a familiar embrace, but today his body was filled with coolness, her ears were pressed against his chest, and she could clearly hear the sound in her heart.
Chapter completed!