Recently, almost the entire population of Zhaoyang knew that their young emperor had a pet, and it was a powerless pet to be spoiled.

Hold it anytime and anywhere, eat and sleep together, and even hold it in the court.

Of course, when this emperor was once the crown prince, he had a habit of keeping pets, especially like snow-white and cute pets, which is not unusual.

But if he likes pets but dismisses women, it becomes something that many people can't understand.

In the past, he was only the crown prince, and many people turned a blind eye, but now that he has ascended the throne as the emperor, the harem is always empty.

How can hundreds of officials rest assured, how can they sit idly by anymore?

Every morning in the morning, Wan Qichen sat on the dragon chair, and Qin Jiu was lying on his lap.

In fact, he brought a beast to the court to make many people dissatisfied, after all, when they bowed to Wan Qichen, they seemed to be bowing to a pet.

It's just that no one dares to do anything, even if they are dissatisfied, they can only endure it, not to mention that compared to this kind of thing, they are more willing to say a few words to make His Majesty happy, and it is best to agree to the draft as soon as they are happy.

And obviously, the mood of their new emperor has indeed been getting better and better in the past few days, and it is like a spring breeze all day long, which makes people almost forget the ruthlessness when he killed more than a dozen ministers in the court before.

So much so that when the morning dynasty was in the morning on this day, someone finally had the courage to fold it, hoping that His Majesty could draft a wide range of draft girls, and the harem would be a real harem and open up branches for the royal family as soon as possible.

There is also Mo Rulian, the daughter of the Mo family, who is already in Beijing, waiting for His Majesty to summon her, and is the best candidate for queen.

Wan Qichen followed the hair of the beast on his leg with one hand, casually glanced at the folds presented, his face was indifferent and he couldn't see the slightest wave, he only raised his lips and lifted the pen.

Everyone in the hall looked at the emperor's actions in surprise, although they couldn't see the emotion, but it was rare for the court to give instructions without saying a word, and it also made people even more unable to understand the emperor's thoughts.

Qin Jiu stood on Wan Qichen's lap, holding the imperial case with his two paws, and also stretched out half of his head to look at the fold.

It actually didn't care about being nervous at all, and no one knew better than it that Wan Qichen would never agree.

Soon Wan Qichen put down the pen, lowered his eyes to look at it, it was nothing, and directly picked up the memorabilia that had been reviewed and threw it down.

It was Li Anyuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, who handed over the fold, and it was when he lowered his eyes that he heard the sound of "pop", and the fold had been thrown in front of him.

He was startled, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the dragon throne, only to see that the emperor's body around him, who had a gentle expression before, instantly turned cold.

Leaning back on the back of the chair, the eyes that fell on him were like cold blades, but he still didn't say a word.

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu was so frightened by the emperor's sudden anger that his heart beat faster, his eyes flashed a few times, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he bent down tremblingly to pick up the fold.

Shaking his hand and flipping it open, Wan Qichen only approved one word, "Refuge!" ”

The eyes of the Ministry of Rites were suffocated for a moment, a simple word, but the irresistibility in it was extremely obvious.

With a roll in his throat, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the dragon seat.

The young emperor was dressed in a black dragon robe, the robe was embroidered with gilded dragon patterns, and his nine claws were like hooks, which was hideous and devouring.

He leaned back on the dragon chair casually and stared at him with a calm expression, and the beast that never left him jumped on his shoulder and was looking at him.