Good heavens!
Everyone turned their heads to look at the person.
—Ao Zheng.
No wonder he could become Prime Minister.
The hearts of the officials were filled with mixed feelings, and then they saw a rare smile on the Emperor's face as the Wet Nurse carried away the Little Prince. He stood up straight.
"Continue enjoying the feast, my beloved ministers. I shall go and change my attire."
The Emperor smiled.
The officials felt a sense of relaxation.
The hall was filled with laughter and joy; in this moment and scene, everyone's hearts were captivated.
At that moment, almost everyone believed that Da Yong's future would be as bright as the dawn of morning light.
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That night, Feng Yun stayed, as usual, in Qianyuan Hall.
The moonlight flowed like a river, gently casting its silver glow over the red walls and green tiles.
