"Your father would be very comforted to see how strong you have led the country," Wei Tianyang said.
Zhao Ling was startled, then seemed to let go of something, and burst into laughter looking up at the moon.
"What is so funny?" Wei Tianyang asked.
"Daddy... I killed him, and my elder brother... Only then did I climb to the position of Emperor," she looked at Wei Tianyang, and the imperial presence returned to her.
Wei Tianyang sighed and said, "You're telling me this? Aren't you afraid I'll speak out?"
"It doesn't matter. Everyone in the court and the field knows, but they all have to accept me," Zhao Ling said.
"No wonder you said... power is the reason for becoming a ruler. I am not in a position to judge your actions, but now I probably understand why Yin Country classifies its citizens into six different levels," Wei Tianyang shook his head.
"You want to say I am a demoness who committed patricide and usurped the throne, right?" Zhao Ling said with a smile.
