Ning Yu had no discomfort in becoming the queen.

Instead, it came surprisingly easily.

She picked up the palace affairs very quickly, and since she was the only one in the emperor's harem, she didn't need to worry about much.

When Ning Yu was handling palace affairs, he felt that there were too many slaves in the palace, which not only wasted money but also manpower. It would be better to give them some money and dismiss them.

Although Ning Yu was the queen, the emperor also gave her great power.

But she didn't want to use it without permission.

Ning Yu rode in a sedan chair to the Hall of Supreme Harmony. The eunuch outside the door saw Ning Yu and, after paying his respects, said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Emperor is still in court."

Ning Yu nodded slowly. "Then I'll go in and wait for him."

The eunuchs had long been accustomed to the Empress's casualness.

Ning Yu stepped over the threshold and inadvertently saw a memorial on the desk, which clearly mentioned the selection of candidates.

Ning Yu subconsciously picked up the letter and took a look at it. A vermilion cross was particularly conspicuous, and the corners of her lips subconsciously curled up.

Although she knew that Shen Zongyu would not agree to the talent show, she was still very happy.

Ning Yu was so engrossed in watching that he didn't notice the footsteps approaching from outside the door.

Shen Zongyu walked in, deliberately lowering his footsteps, and walked around behind her.

Because of his height, he could easily see Ning Yu looking at the talent show paper, his brows slightly furrowed, and he took it away with his big hand.

Tomorrow, those ministers who submitted the memorials for the selection will be beaten with sticks.

Ning Yu actually saw it!

Ning Yu only then realized that Shen Zongyu had been standing behind her. She turned around and asked, "Why did you take it? I haven't finished reading it yet."

Shen Zongyu threw the memorial on the table with a bad tone.

"What's so good about this? Or do you really think I'm going to hold a talent show?"

Ning Yu was a little stunned. Why was the man still angry? Wasn't she the one who should be angry?

"I'm just curious about what those ministers wrote. Naturally, I believe you." Ning Yu coaxed softly.

She didn't want to continue talking about the selection, so she changed the subject and said, "I want to dismiss some of the palace servants..."

"You decide."

At this time, a eunuch walked in quietly, "Your Majesty, Lord Ye requests an audience."

Shen Zongyu's expression fluctuated slightly. He glanced at Ning Yu's expression calmly. There was no change, so he felt a little happier.

"Let him in."

Ning Yu was about to go behind the screen when a pair of large hands pressed her shoulders and sat down with him. The voice was sour, "Queen, aren't you curious about what Ye Zijing wants to say?"

Ning Yu really wanted to say that she was not curious at all.

Ye Zijing stepped in and looked straight ahead. He saw the old man and the emperor sitting in the main seat, very close to each other.

Ye Zijing bowed to the Emperor and Empress, his voice thick with unease. "Your humble servant greets His Majesty, and Your Majesty the Empress."

The emperor looked down at him, his voice full of authority. "What do you want, my dear?"

Ye Zijing lowered his eyelids slightly and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, please allow me to go to Jiangyang County."

Shen Zongyu raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised, but he was very happy to see that Ye Zijing was not in the capital, so he agreed readily.

Ye Zijing left the palace and looked at the huge building standing in the capital from afar. His eyes passed through the towering and deep palace gate, as if he wanted to see the person he was thinking of.

But the entire view was blocked by the high vermilion wall.

Ye Zijing slowly withdrew his gaze and said to the coachman, "Let's go."

The sound of horse hooves gradually disappeared on the roads of the capital.