Although they were censors, the emperor was the highest authority.

If the emperor forbids them to speak, they have to consider the consequences of speaking.

The emperor gave them two choices: either die or shut up.

To be fair, they still want to live a good life.

If one dies for the sake of the country and its people, then it can be considered a worthy death.

To prevent the emperor from marrying an empress who would benefit the country and its people, they were willing to die by hitting their heads against a pillar... Having been immersed in officialdom for so many years, they weren't that stupid.

Despite his inner turmoil, Zhao Jing smoothly issued the decree, appointing Jiang Tian as empress.

This imperial decree came as a great surprise to many, especially the concubines in the harem.

Little did they know that, after all the twists and turns, it would be Jiang Tian who would eventually ascend to the position of empress.

What is it about her that makes the Emperor so obsessed with her?

Only Zhao Jing himself knew the answer to this question.

The deep, quiet night was tinged with a chill.

Inside the palace, a scene that would make anyone's blood boil was unfolding.

Zhao Jing already knew that Jiang Tian was extraordinary, but he didn't expect her to do so well.

When he made her his empress, there was much less resistance, all of which this woman overcame on her own.

During this period, Jiang Tian went out of the palace every day and seemed to be in much better spirits.

Previously, she was on her deathbed and utterly indifferent to everything, but now she has regained her sharp tongue and vibrant personality.

The two became increasingly compatible in bed.

Originally, Zhao Jing did not want to hurt her. Unless he was furious, he always treated her gently and slowly.

As they spent more time together, Jiang Tian became more willing to reveal some of her true thoughts.

Only then did he realize that this woman preferred things to be more intense in these matters.

He served her for a while, watching her become as taut as a bowstring. Then his eyes changed, his muscles tensed, and he unleashed a tempestuous onslaught, like a wild beast that had caught its prey.

After they were both covered in sweat, Zhao Jing kissed her beautiful face, which was covered in fine beads of sweat, and asked her, "How are things these days?"