The two lions outside the door were given by the late emperor, and they were all covered with cold jade, round and transparent, which showed their holy favor.

Shen Junzhao got out of the sedan chair and walked into the inner room to serve the changing clothes.

Change the court uniform, take off the buzzer, and wear a wide-sleeved regular dress. The half-tie bundle of ink hair is more and more precious. This family demeanor that has been preserved for a hundred years and has been cultivated for several generations can be deliberately stacked.

In fact, there are indeed some similarities between Rong Guiren and him in terms of facial features, but no one can see it except Yongli.

If the temperament is too different, the desire to compare is lost.

After returning to the house to change his clothes, Shen Junzhao used to write some words, but today he sat in the study and stared at the person below: "Why did Your Majesty suddenly want to stand in the queen?"

In just one sentence, Chen Jue, who stood with his head down, had already had a numb scalp. After following Shen Junzhao for so many years, Chen Jue, as one of his confidants, could still keenly detect it - he was so angry!

Chen Xun immediately said: "At noon, Shangshu Li came out of the imperial study room and seemed to have submitted a memorial."

The low pressure in the room suddenly faded, and Shen Junzhao's expression was slightly relaxed: "Li Yihai?"

Chen Xun said: "Shu Li has a niece who just came to the throne at the beginning of the year, so I am afraid I want to get one."

Shen Junzhao's voice was light: "Mr. Li is over 60 years old and it's time to retire and return home."

Chen Zhuo didn’t understand: “Yes.”

Shen Junzhao said again: "In the future, the memorials of requesting the Empress shall not be presented to the imperial court."

Chen Please took a breath and a cold sweat broke out on his back: "I understand."
Chapter completed!