"Alright, if not, I hope you can show mercy, dear in-law?"
Since the emperor found out she was a cultivator, he had been speaking with uncertainty, afraid of irritating Qiao Mai. Who knows, she might even kick him off the dragon throne.
He still had many unfulfilled wishes and couldn't descend the throne now.
"Tomorrow, have someone block this street and bring those ministers. If they still think I'm a demon, I suggest you kill one of them."
"Ah?"
"Kill anyone you don't like."
The emperor gritted his teeth. "Fine, I'll kill a few. I know they've long formed factions, with their targets for the next heir, but I am the emperor. Those not loyal to me, I'll kill them all."
"That's right. As an official, one should also be kind to the people besides being loyal to you. That's the mark of a good official."
"Alright, I'm leaving. Can you bring a few baskets of your cherished fruits for me?"
"You've finished them?"
