After the court officials reported some government affairs, the emperor finally said coldly:
"Winter is approaching, and the weather is getting colder. My dear ministers, please cover your hands and feet well. Don't stretch them out and get cold!"
What I mean is, I'm going to start paying attention to your little actions, so get your hands and feet back!
In the past two years, the emperor had heard about the controversy over the succession, but he himself didn't know whether to make the eldest prince or the third prince.
Personally, I'm more inclined towards the third prince.
Xiao San has a kind heart. If he succeeds to the throne, it will surely benefit the world and bring peace to the people.
However, he is too weak and might be exhausted after a few days of being tortured by the complicated government affairs.
This throne seems high and mighty, with unlimited power, allowing one to do whatever they want.
In fact, only those who are sitting in it know the pain and difficulty involved.
Although the eldest prince has good strategy and courage, he is too cold and sometimes even does things unscrupulously.
The emperor knew all the court officials who had been close to the eldest prince recently.
As the crown prince, it is understandable for the eldest prince to win over some of his own forces.
If Xiao San's health does not improve, the throne will definitely be his.
The emperor turned a blind eye to this matter.
However, if those court officials holding important positions turned against him, they might be suspected of subverting the imperial power.
This is probably the reason why Rong Baichuan must pull Zhao Zhang down.
Fortunately, he has such a careful side.
The emperor looked at Rong Baichuan with satisfaction.
"Let's withdraw from the court. Rong Baichuan will stay."
Fuling sang "Retreat from the court~" loudly.
After everyone left, Rong Baichuan ran up the stairs happily.
"Your Majesty, why do you want me to stay here? To have breakfast?" He said with a flattering look on his face.
But he looks a bit creepy now with his bruised face and nose.
Fuling smiled and took out a small jar from his sleeve.
"Master Rong, this is the medicine His Majesty specifically ordered the Imperial Hospital to develop. If you use this on your face, it will heal within five days."
"Really? Your Majesty is so good to me..." Rong Baichuan reached out to take it, smiling indifferently.
"Ahem..." The emperor covered his lips and coughed softly, "Alright, do you want to see the sequel to last night's episode?"
After saying that, he turned and left, and Rong Baichuan and Fuling hurried to follow.
"Your Majesty, are you feeling awkward again..."
"Just apologize for hitting me last night. And you also want Fuling to send you some medicine..."
"Being an emperor can be quite frustrating sometimes, so beating someone up to vent your frustration is a good idea."
"Don't worry, I don't blame you..." Rong Baichuan kept chattering behind him.
"Shut up!" the emperor snorted.
Will he apologize?
What a joke! He's the emperor! How could an emperor apologize to his subjects? He just thought he was bringing disgrace to the court.
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