It swirled and danced inside the main hall.

This drew gasps of surprise from everyone present.

Jiang Qingwan turned around and curtsied to Mo Yunzhao.

"The true dragon has appeared in the world, bringing glory to our nation. Congratulations to our Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

All the court officials also knelt down in unison.

Mo Yunzhao snapped out of his shock, picked up his wine cup, and said, "Come, let's toast the Great Zhou together!"

"Respect to the Great Zhou!"

"Respect to the Great Zhou!"

The shouts echoed throughout Zhaoyang Palace.

As soon as the sound faded, Mo Shaoqing suddenly said, "Ninth Prince Uncle, you have truly found a good princess for the Great Zhou royal family. She can even summon the Emperor. Such ability to summon wind and rain is truly admirable."

The smile on Mo Yunzhao's face gradually faded.

His gaze fell on Jiang Qingwan's exquisite face, and he slowly frowned.

He suddenly regretted arranging the marriage for Mo Yunhan.

The atmosphere became somewhat strange.

Just then, the swirling golden dragon suddenly charged straight toward the dragon throne.

Jiang Qingwan immediately dodged to the side, and Mo Yunhan quickly pulled her into his arms.

Although her imposing manner looked intimidating, Jiang Qingwan had mentioned this beforehand.

Yan Yunqing, the commander of the Imperial Guards who was stationed below the dragon throne, merely gripped his sword tightly and did not step forward to protect the emperor.

The golden dragon roared as it charged toward Mo Yunzhao.

Many courtiers had already begun to cheer.

"His Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and he can indeed attract a true dragon. He is truly destined by Heaven."

Mo Yunzhao's mood also improved significantly.

By the mandate of heaven, a true dragon has appeared in the world. This sight should completely dispel the hopes of those who covet the throne and secretly support Mo Yunhan.

He slowly opened his arms, like a god descending to earth to welcome all worshippers.

But after the golden dragon rushed in front of him, it suddenly changed direction, its head turning and heading straight for Mo Shaoqing.

The dragon's roar shook the heavens, transforming into golden light that rushed directly into his body.

In an instant, Mo Shaoqing was enveloped in a layer of golden light.

Like an immortal, like a god.

Inside Zhaoyang Palace, there was a deathly silence.