Although those ministers had seen the decree given by the Retired Emperor in Yangchun Baixue’s hands, they didn’t kneel down.
They were different from those imperial guards. The Emperor was a minister, and the Retired Emperor had passed away. They were loyal to the current emperor, so they naturally didn’t have so many scruples.
Yangchun Baixue walked to the place where the audience was and stopped.
“Your Majesty, I have the Imperial Edict of the Retired Emperor, so it is not convenient for me to bow to you. Your Majesty, Please Do not blame me,”Yangchun Baixue said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
Although Yangchun Baixue looked very calm on the surface, her legs were actually trembling. Could that good-for-nothing puppet’s rotten idea work? The Emperor would not directly condemn her, right?
