Chapter 1991 [Shangxie] Court
During these five years, it’s not that no one had raised questions, and it’s not that no one had guessed the truth, but those ministers who wanted to see the emperor and raise questions were either found guilty and executed directly, or were demoted to remote villages, and it’s likely that they would never be able to return to the capital again in their lifetime.
Gradually, the court became a one-man show of the regent.
Some ministers who were more aware of the situation, seeing that the country was still prosperous and the regent had no intention of usurping the throne, pretended to be deaf and dumb, and simply assumed that the emperor was seriously ill and had been ill for five years.
However, some ministers who had been deaf and blind for five years could not help but sigh when they looked at the tall and noble figure above them.
Even some sentimental old officials couldn't help crying in court.
The cries of old age and sorrow lingered in the palace. The regent narrowed his eyes, but the emperor supported his chin and smiled.
He sat on the dragon chair and asked with concern,
"Taifu, what's wrong? Are you not happy to see that I'm well again?"
The gray-haired Taifu kowtowed in fear and weeping,
"I dare not. Seeing Your Majesty's health improve, I am happier than anyone else. I just feel that I have failed to take good care of Your Majesty. I am deeply ashamed of the late emperor's last wishes!"
The Grand Tutor was probably too sincere in his emotions. His sobbing cries made many of the ministers blush and their ears turned red. In a blink of an eye, a large number of them knelt down in the hall.
"We are ashamed to have failed the late emperor's trust! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
The emperor continued to smile with his chin propped up, like a lazy yet dangerous feline.
His gaze slowly shifted to the only person still standing in the hall.
The Regent looked at him calmly, and the corners of his mouth, which had been curled up before, were now flattened into an icy look.
The emperor's smile deepened, and a bloody murderous intent even seeped out from the depths of his amber eyes. He smiled and said lightly,
"I never blame you."
He turned his eyes to look at His Highness and sat up slightly straighter. This small movement made him look completely different. His laziness was gone, and what was left was the aloof and inhuman majesty of an emperor. Every word he uttered seemed like alms.
"Everyone, please stand."
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While the court was in turmoil, Xia Fuyi was staring at a pile of complicated clothes.
God is my witness, this was the first time she knew that getting dressed had so many complicated procedures. A palace maid had just explained it to her briefly, but when she looked at the layers of material, she forgot which piece was in front and which was in the back in a blink of an eye.
"The phoenix robe will only be more complicated than these. If Your Majesty can't even get used to these, what will you do on the day of the coronation ceremony? You can't marry the Emperor in your current clothes, right?"
The sound of the palace maid covering her mouth and laughing rang in her mind again. Miss Xia touched her ear in embarrassment, and then felt a burning sensation even more embarrassedly.
She stood up expressionlessly, put the sword aside, picked up the first thin undershirt, looked around awkwardly for a while, and then finally started her first attempt.
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Xia Fuyi never dreamed that she, with her extraordinary martial arts skills that made her almost invincible, would one day fall victim to a set of clothes.
Putting on clothes is much more difficult than practicing sword.
After making a mess of himself after the sixth attempt, Changsun Chi finally left the court.
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