"Yes, Your Majesty! This action violates the principles of Heaven and the laws of our ancestors!"

Opposition voices rose and fell.

The Empress looked at the impassioned ministers below, her expression remaining unchanged.

She simply raised her hand slowly in front of everyone.

She removed the crown from her head.

She let down her long hair that had been tied up.

His full head of black hair was freely draped over the solemn and majestic imperial court, over the dragon robe that symbolized supreme power.

With a cold yet dignified gaze, she surveyed each of the prince's ministers, who were so shocked they were speechless.

"Could it be that I, the Emperor..."

"Can't they even seize power?"

"If you are unwilling, then I will return to the desolate mountains now and serve the Mountain Goddess wholeheartedly!"

The entire Golden Palace was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The jade tablet in the hand of a minister fell to the ground with a thud and shattered into pieces.

Everyone's eyes were wide open like saucers, their mouths agape, yet they couldn't utter a sound.

Finally, the leading minister turned around and pounced on them.

"Your Majesty, you cannot leave! The late Emperor has passed away, and you are the last bloodline of the Liang Kingdom. You cannot just leave like this!"

The other officials were still there, hesitating, some still in disbelief.

Seeing this, the leading official hurriedly shouted, "I think you're all senile! What's wrong with women being officials? Isn't our Mountain Goddess the only goddess in the world?"

"If you ask me, it's the women who should be studying and taking the imperial examinations. The Mountain Goddess definitely prefers women. Maybe if more female officials appear in our country in the future, the Mountain Goddess will take a second look at us!"

The group of officials behind him suddenly realized what was going on.

That concludes our vision of the future.

In the inn room, everything returned to calm.

The pale golden soul remained suspended silently.

On the bed, the real Yu Xinran was already in tears.

She looked at the pale golden soul that had given her a new life and helped her find her direction in life, then rolled out of bed.

She straightened her clothes, her expression solemn, and performed a deeply respectful kneeling bow before the pale golden spirit.

"Yu Xinran kowtows to thank the divine beings for their grace in creating me."

"In this life, I will never fail you!"

The pale golden soul flickered slightly, as if in silent response.

Then, it turned into specks of golden light and dissipated in the morning light.

Indoors, Yu Xinran started to lift her hair, put on her hair crown, and buried herself in her studies.

Outside, golden light, like light feathers, pierced through the bright sunlight and gently fell upon a little girl who had been beaten unconscious and whose body was covered in wounds.