Chapter 1962 [Shangxie] Chaotang

In the past five years, it is not that no one has raised doubts, and it is not that no one has guessed the truth. However, those ministers who wanted to see the emperor and raised questions were either found to be wrong and asked to beheaded, or they were demoted to poor villages to escape. Soil, I am afraid that it will be difficult to return to the capital in my whole life.

Gradually, this court hall became the one-word hall of the regent.

Seeing that the country was still going well and the regent had no intention of usurping the throne, some ministers with clear eyes and ears pretended to be deaf and dumb, thinking that the emperor was really seriously ill and had been ill for five years.

However, some ministers who have been deaf and blind for five years can't help but feel a burst of embarrassment when they look at the tall and noble figure above.

Even the sentimental old courtier couldn't help but burst into tears in court.

The mournful cries of old age lingered in the hall, the regent squinted his eyes, but the emperor smiled with his chin propped up.

Sitting on the dragon chair, he asked with concern,

"Teacher, what's the matter? Are you not happy to see that I recovered from illness?"

The gray-haired Taifu cried and kowtowed in fear,

"I don't dare. Seeing His Majesty's recovery, I am happier than anyone else. I just feel that I have failed to take good care of Your Majesty. I am ashamed of what I entrusted to my late emperor!"

The Grand Tutor was probably too sincere, and many of the courtiers couldn't help but blushed and their ears became hot because of the weeping and weeping, and in a blink of an eye, a large crowd fell to their knees in the hall.

"Your Majesty is ashamed of entrusting you to the late Emperor! Your Majesty, please come down!"

The emperor continued to smile with his chin propped up like a lazy and dangerous feline.

His eyes slowly moved to the only person in the hall who was still standing.

The regent looked at him calmly, and the corners of his mouth that had been hooked before had been flattened into a bone-chilling look.

And the smile on the corner of the emperor's lips was even worse, and a bloody murderous intent was even oozing from the depths of his amber eyes. He smiled and said lightly,
"I never blamed you."

He looked at His Highness in a blink of an eye, and sat up slightly. Just one small movement made him look different. When he was sluggish, what was left was the majesty of the emperor who was superior and impersonal, and every word he uttered Every word is like charity,
"All the gentlemen are flat."

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When the court was raging, Xia Fuyi was staring at a pile of cumbersome clothes in a daze.

God testifies, this is the first time she knows that there are so many complicated procedures in dressing. Just now a maid explained it to her, but when she faced those layers of materials, she forgot about that one in a blink of an eye. Which one is in the front is in the back.

"The phoenix robe will only be more cumbersome than these. If the empress can't even get used to these, what will she do on the day of the empress ceremony? You can't wear the current clothes to marry the emperor, right?"

The voice of the palace maid covering her mouth and laughing sounded in her mind again. Miss Xia touched her ears in embarrassment, and then felt a hot hand in even more embarrassment.

She stood up expressionlessly, put the sword aside, picked up the first thin underwear, looked left and right awkwardly for a while, and finally started the first attempt.

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Xia Fuyi never imagined in her dreams that she, who is almost invincible in martial arts, would one day fall on a suit of clothes.

Putting on clothes is really much more difficult than practicing swords.

After making the sixth attempt and still messing himself up, Chang Sun Chi finally turned down.

(End of this chapter)

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