Li Xia was also laughing, but it was a bit sarcastic.

"I just want to be the emperor because I despise their 'normative emperors'. But I want them to teach me?"

Yan Rong's eyes lit up.

She could clearly feel that Li Xia was more domineering than before.

So, without using any more words, she leaned over and tried to please him with the caressing gesture of a little bird.

"Your Majesty, my concubine also advised you to use the palace coup to deal with Zhao Fu. Why didn't you refuse then?"

"Zhao Song Shejiyuan belongs not only to Zhao Fu, but also to those with vested interests. A little trick is of little use. Instead, it is easy to be used by Jia Sidao, making my reputation even worse."

"Why do you agree now?"

"Only those who are willing to believe will believe it. Wang Yinglin happens to be willing to believe it, and Zhao Jin happens to be able to convince him."

"How did your Majesty convince Zhao Jin?"

"I didn't say much." Li Xia shook his head.

Last night, when Lu Xiaoyou and Zhao Jin talked about Wang Yinglin, Zhao Jin just asked, "Should I tell him the truth?"

Li Xia nodded at that time.

Maybe it was just a little trick, and maybe it could easily be exploited by Song Ting, but on this matter, no one could be more convincing than Zhao Jin.

So he decided to confirm the truth.

Since you want to be a good emperor, you won't be able to accept even a single truth.

Thinking of this, Li Xia raised his hand and looked at it, feeling that as an emperor, he should have the power to turn his hand into clouds and rain.
Chapter completed!