Fu Shang's hands trembled as he sat behind the table. The memorial in his hand fell to the ground. The word " talent show " circled in his mind for a long time before he could barely figure out what was going on.
The day she had just transmigrated.
This group of ministers just kept on saying that they wanted her to select concubines and spread the branches of the royal family ...
Fu min had long forgotten about this.
Now, the Minister of rites suddenly mentioned this matter again. As a wise, mighty, noble, elegant, and outstanding man ... Of course, Fu min couldn't refuse such a big matter that was related to the country.
The Empress waved her slender hand.
The words on the Imperial edict were elegant and flamboyant, and the force of the words penetrated the back of the paper. Then, the bright red jade seal was stamped on it, and a lazy voice sounded.
"It's accurate,"
