The emperor's dark eyes were deep, and his fair face was almost covered with ice and snow.
Suddenly, Yan Qi smiled again.
The way the beauty's eyes curved was gentle yet stubborn.
"So what if you're married, so what if you have someone in your heart ... Even if it's not mine, I'll still snatch it. "
He spoke slowly.
Every word and sentence made one's heart tremble.
The Emperor picked up the brush beside him.
The tip of the ink-stained pen touched the paper and slowly spread.
He quickly finished writing the Imperial edict.
He thought about it.
Yan Qi made a decision.
*
That afternoon.
The Imperial advisor of great Yan was summoned into the palace, and no one knew what the Emperor had talked to him about.
The next day, during the morning court.
The Grand tutor, who had never attended court, had actually appeared in the throne room.