A Conspiracy Like Floating Clouds

As the first ray of sunlight shone through the window onto Deng Xianghan's face, Jiang Beiran realized that it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

After chatting for a night, he found that Deng Xianghan was also a person who liked to be humble. She had her own opinions on the matters of the court and was even very clear about whether there were cliques between officials at all levels. She was simply more emperor than him, who had been an emperor for two months.

"Miss Deng's words have really benefited Zhen a lot. From today onwards, you will follow Zhen."

Deng Xianghan was stunned at first, then immediately replied,"This servant accepts the decree."

She knew that it was impossible for her to follow Jiang Beiran around as the princess of the previous dynasty, so she understood that the Emperor wanted her to be a palace maid.