The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

The Golden Palace of the Great Yuan Kingdom.

This magnificent palace, symbolizing the highest imperial power in the world, has an exceptionally solemn and dignified atmosphere.

The civil and military officials, dressed in neat court robes, stood in rows inside the main hall according to their rank.

Everyone's face was grave, as if a storm was brewing.

The commotion at Zhaoyang Palace and Chuxiu Palace last night was too great to be kept secret from these high-ranking officials with their many eyes and ears.

Consort Jing, the dignified head of the six palaces, was actually confined to her quarters by an eight-year-old wild girl who had just been brought back to the palace, and even her family's possessions were confiscated!

Is this still available?

If this crown princess of unknown origin is allowed to continue her reckless behavior, wouldn't the court of Dayuan Kingdom be thrown into chaos?

At the very front of the civil officials' line stood an elderly man with white hair and beard, and a righteous expression on his face.

He was the head of the censors of the Great Yuan Kingdom, and the Left Censor-in-Chief.

He was wearing an old court robe that had been washed until it was faded and had several patches.

He stood ramrod straight, like a pillar of strength, radiating an aura of integrity and incorruptibility.

The Left Censor-in-Chief squinted, silently reviewing the contents of the impeachment memorial hidden in his sleeve.

Today, he not only wants to impeach that vixen, but also take this opportunity to give this increasingly tyrannical emperor a good talking-to.

He had already figured out how loud he should be and how indignant his expression should be to demonstrate the integrity of a loyal minister in front of the entire court.

Your name will be etched in history, starting today!

"The Emperor has arrived!"

The chief eunuch announced in a sharp, high-pitched voice.

The palace was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"Your Majesty, we pay our respects! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

All the civil and military officials knelt down in unison, shouting "Long live the Emperor!"

The sound of steady, powerful footsteps came from behind the screen at the back of the main hall.

Su Zhen, dressed in a majestic nine-dragon dark gold court robe, strode up the white jade steps.

However, when the officials finished their salutations and carefully raised their heads, ready to listen to the sacred instructions...

The entire Golden Palace fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone's pupils dilated.

Several elderly ministers rubbed their eyes in disbelief, wondering if they were hallucinating due to poor eyesight.

Because of that ruthless and merciless tyrant, Su Zhen.

He did not ascend the dragon throne empty-handed.

In his arms, he held a small pink quilt wrapped in precious Shu brocade.

A baby face, rosy and chubby, was clearly visible from under the small blanket.

The newly appointed Crown Princess Su Yaoyao of the Great Yuan Kingdom was fast asleep in her tyrannical father's arms!

A drop of glistening saliva clung to the corner of her mouth, bubbling as she breathed.

The moral compass of the entire court was shattered beyond repair.

This is the Imperial Palace!

This is the sacred and inviolable imperial court of the Great Yuan Kingdom, where important military and political affairs are discussed!

His Majesty actually brought a little girl who was still sleeping in to the morning court?!

Where is the century-old imperial system of the Great Abyss Kingdom?!

The Left Censor-in-Chief was so angry that he trembled all over, his white beard shaking incessantly in mid-air.

absurd!

The big joke of slipping the world!

He was about to step out of the queue and begin his impeachment campaign.

Then, several imperial eunuchs quietly carried a chair out from behind the main hall.

It was a specially made small chair.

It is made entirely of pure gold, and the back of the chair is inlaid with countless, dazzling diamonds and rubies and sapphires.

Under the bright candlelight of the Golden Palace, this small golden throne exuded an undeniable nouveau riche gleam.

The eunuchs carefully placed the small, diamond-encrusted golden throne right next to the dragon throne, which represented the highest power in the land.

Just a step away!

Su Zhen held Su Yaoyao in his arms, his movements as gentle as if he were handling a rare treasure.

He slowly bent down and gently placed his daughter, wrapped in a small blanket, on the diamond-encrusted gold seat.

He thoughtfully tucked the blanket around her.

"call……"

Su Yaoyao was disturbed by the noise.

She smacked her lips sleepily and slowly opened her watery, peach-blossom eyes.

He stretched out his chubby little hands, rubbed his eyes, opened his mouth, and let out a huge yawn in front of the entire court.

"Ugh... I'm so sleepy..."

Su Yaoyao was internally ranting and raving.

What the hell?! It's not even dawn yet, the roosters haven't crowed, and I've been dragged out of bed!

[The ancients attending the morning court was more inhumane than mining coal on an interstellar planet!]

[Sleep deprivation is really affecting the development of my eight-year-old body!]

Listening to his daughter's resentful complaints, Su Zhen, sitting on the dragon throne, smiled indulgently.

If it weren't for today's dramatic raid on his home, he wouldn't have been willing to wake his precious daughter so early.

After yawning, Su Yaoyao looked around in confusion.

Looking down at the mass of old men kneeling on the ground, dressed in court robes of various colors, she finally regained some of her senses.

Oh, right, I'm here to sit in the front row and watch the show.

What's a movie without snacks?

Su Yaoyao's little hand groped around in the blankets, and under the cover of the blankets, her consciousness connected to her interstellar personal space.

next second.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the entire court.

The Crown Princess pulled out half a golden-brown, sizzling roasted lamb leg from her pink blanket!

This was the leftovers from her drawing session last night, which she put into the refrigerator in her space.

Take it out now; the temperature is just right.

Su Yaoyao held the roasted lamb leg, which was bigger than her face, in her two small hands.

He opened his mouth, let out a loud "whoosh," and tore off a large piece of crispy roasted mutton.

"Smack smack..."

She chewed with her cheeks bulging, while swinging her short legs that were dangling in mid-air.

The rich flavors of cumin and chili powder are mixed with the powerful aroma of roasted lamb fat.

Like a tornado, it swept through the solemn and majestic Golden Palace.

The sounds of swallowing saliva and gasping for air mingled together inside the main hall.

On one side were the officials, trembling with fear and not daring to breathe loudly.

On one side was the Crown Princess, sitting on a diamond-encrusted gold chair, her mouth dripping with oil, showing off her roasted meat.

Is this still considered attending court?

The Left Censor-in-Chief could no longer tolerate such a humiliating disgrace.

The century-old reputation of the Great Yuan Kingdom was ruined in an instant by these bites of cumin-flavored mutton!

"His Majesty!"

The Left Censor-in-Chief stepped out of the ranks, his voice shrill and mournful, like the cry of a cuckoo.

His trembling finger pointed directly at Su Yaoyao, who was sitting beside the dragon throne gnawing on a lamb leg.

"Witch! Witch, you've wreaked havoc in the palace, and now you dare to run wild in this sacred court!"

"The Great Abyss has stood for a hundred years, with our ancestors above us!"

"How can we allow a mere child, wrapped in a blanket and gnawing on a leg of lamb, to sit here and listen to matters of state?!"

The Left Censor-in-Chief became more and more agitated as he spoke, his eyes reddening as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"If Your Majesty does not immediately depose this vixen from her position as Crown Princess and banish her from the palace!"

"This old minister will die here in this golden palace today, to prove his loyalty with his death!"

His words were powerful and righteous.

Several civil officials nearby also stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and shouted, "Your Majesty, please reconsider! Depose the Crown Princess!"

The atmosphere was tense and ready to fight.

Everyone assumed that, faced with the remonstrance of the chief censor, even if the tyrant was biased, he would at least have to consider the opinions of the people.

However, Su Zhen simply leaned back on the dragon throne, turned his head, and took a snow-white silk handkerchief from the eunuch's hand.

With gentle movements, he wiped the cumin powder from the corner of Su Yaoyao's mouth as she watched the play.

"Eat slowly, don't choke. This mutton is a bit overcooked. Tomorrow I'll have the imperial kitchen roast a suckling pig for you."

Su Zhen's voice was so gentle it could melt water, completely ignoring the vehemently shouting Left Censor-in-Chief below.

Su Yaoyao bit into the mutton, her clear, big eyes blinking innocently.

[Wow, that old man has amazing lung capacity; it's a shame he's not a tenor.]

[Is this the corrupt official who hid 300,000 taels of government silver in his home? His acting is superb.]

The Left Censor-in-Chief saw that the tyrant was completely ignoring him and was instead putting on a show of filial piety with that bastard.

The anger and humiliation in my heart rose to their peak.

Are you trying to disrespect him?

it is good!

Let's make this a big deal today and see who ends up losing face!

"A tyrant! A monster!"

The Left Censor-in-Chief stood up, his hair disheveled, and cried out to the heavens in grief and indignation.

"This old minister has lived a life of poverty, serving as an official for thirty years with nothing but clean hands!"

"For the sake of the nation, this old minister eats only plain porridge and side dishes for each meal, and can't even bear to make a decent court robe!"

"With the court in such a corrupt state, what's the point of an old minister like me living?"

He closed his eyes, his face showing a resolute expression as if he were facing certain death.

"This old minister has no choice but to remonstrate with the late emperor, even unto death, to repay his kindness and favor!"

Having said that, the Left Censor-in-Chief turned around.

With his head down and eyes closed, he charged towards the thickest dragon pillar in the Golden Palace like a mad old ox!