The empress was sitting on her throne in the throne room. Looking down at everyone, she said, "If you have anything to say, say it now."

"Your Majesty, I know you want to have a heir, but this man simply doesn't suit you," a huge man stepped forward and said.

"Your Majesty, this man has an unknown origin, and he is too weak. I feel that he isn't suitable for you."

"Your Majesty, I hope you can rethink your decision. After all, this is a very important decision."

"Your Majesty, there are countless good aboriginal men, why don't you find a suitable partner from among them?"

"Your Majesty, this man is definitely not suitable for you."

Sitting on the throne, the empress propped her chin on the back of her hand and looked at the raucous scene beneath her, feeling extremely amused.

After the officials quarreled for quite some time, she sat up straight and spoke with a cold voice, "What's the matter? Do I need your approval before I choose someone to marry?"

Upon hearing these words,