After the host binds to the childbearing system, one baby will be born.

He stepped into the bathtub, trying to sober himself up with the cold water. However, the coolness of the water did not dispel the desire in his heart, but made him long for the mysterious woman even more.

Qin Zhao closed his eyes and recalled the girl's face. Although she was wearing a fox mask, he could feel her charm. Her beauty was like the stars in the night sky, fascinating.

In that maple forest with red maple leaves, perhaps he can meet her again there.

After Qin Zhao finished bathing, he changed into bright yellow court robes with the help of the eunuchs. The expression on his face returned to its cold and solemn state, and he walked towards the audience hall.

The audience hall.

Hundreds of ministers, holding tablets in their hands, stood on both sides of the hall, discussing something in low voices.

When the ban on whipping sounded, the ministers stopped talking and fell silent.

Qin Zhao walked out, lifted up his court robes, and sat on the dragon throne.

Liu Youxi flicked his whisk and said loudly, "Go to court! If you have something to say, please get up. If not, please leave."

As Liu Youxi's voice fell, a figure walked out from the crowd. It was Prime Minister Xiao.

He walked to the center of the hall with a respectful look, then bowed to the emperor and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, under your wise leadership, our Dazhao Dynasty is now peaceful and prosperous. But..."

At this point, Prime Minister Xiao paused, glanced around, and continued:

"However, the dwindling number of descendants in your harem has made me and others deeply worried. The continuation of the royal bloodline is related to the stability and future of Dazhao. Therefore, I ask your majesty to confirm the crown prince candidate as soon as possible to ensure the future stability and prosperity of our Dazhao Dynasty!"

Qin Zhao's originally gentle expression immediately became extremely gloomy. This issue has been discussed in recent years and has been particularly intense this year.

"Don't worry, my dear ministers." Qin Zhao's voice rang out in the court, "I naturally understand the importance of royal blood. Regarding the matter of succession, I will carefully consider it and choose the most suitable heir. But this is not something that can be done overnight. It requires time and observation."

Prime Minister Xiao frowned slightly, hesitating to speak, as if he wanted to say something else, but when he met Qin Zhao's cold eyes, he closed his mouth.

Qin Zhao glanced at everyone in the palace and asked calmly, "My dear ministers, do you have anything else to say?"

The ministers looked at each other and no one stood up to speak.

Seeing this, Qin Zhao nodded, then slowly stood up, turned around, and walked away.

After Qin Zhao left, the court suddenly became extremely lively.

The ministers began to whisper and discuss among themselves.

One of them whispered, "Prime Minister Xiao is really getting more and more outrageous. He actually dared to force His Majesty to appoint an heir in front of so many people!"

Another person echoed: "Yes, this is embarrassing for His Majesty!"

However, some people disagreed: "Well, he does have a point. Your Majesty is not young anymore, and you should appoint a crown prince sooner."

Others agreed: "Yes, the country cannot be without a king for a day. If Your Majesty suddenly passes away and there is no heir to inherit the throne, it will be a mess."

Finally, someone concluded: "But His Majesty has not made a clear statement yet, it seems that this matter will have to wait a little longer..."

Amid the discussions among the crowd, Prime Minister Xiao stood there with a gloomy face, thinking secretly in his heart.

He knew that his behavior today was a bit extreme, but he had no choice.

Your Majesty is now over thirty years old, but still has no children. The situation in the court is becoming increasingly complicated. If the position of crown prince is not established as soon as possible, and if something unexpected happens to Your Majesty, Dazhao will be in turmoil. What should we do?

Thinking of this, Prime Minister Xiao couldn't help but sigh, his brows furrowed into a shape of a "川" (river).

In the evening, after finishing his shift, Prime Minister Xiao walked out of the palace with a heavy heart.

When he returned home, it was already dark and the lanterns in the mansion illuminated his figure.

As soon as he got home, the housekeeper came up to him and handed a letter to Prime Minister Xiao: "Sir, someone just delivered this letter."

Prime Minister Xiao took the letter without writing a single word on it. He walked into the study without saying a word and closed the door.

The study was quiet. Prime Minister Xiao sat in the armchair, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened the envelope. He unfolded the letter and took a look at the handwriting on the envelope. His face instantly became gloomy.

There was only one short line of words on it: "Interview in the private room of Wangyue Building tomorrow."

After reading the letter, Prime Minister Xiao was silent for a moment, then he placed the letter on the candle and lit it. The flame spread quickly, engulfing the letter until it turned into ashes. He looked at everything in front of him quietly, with the light in his eyes flickering.

Your Majesty has no children or heirs. In the past two years, court officials and royal relatives have begun to persuade Your Majesty to find five candidates for the crown prince from among the royal relatives.

Among the princes of the royal families, there are King Kang, King Jin, King Qi, King Yi, and King Yu. Among them, Qin Shuyi, the prince of King Kang, has the highest popularity in the court.

However, since His Majesty has not agreed to screen the candidates for the crown prince, many ministers have no choice but to take their stand, fearing that they will stand on the wrong side and thus affect the prosperity or decline of the family.

Prime Minister Xiao narrowed his eyes, stared deeply at the extinguished flame, and pondered secretly in his heart.

He knew that this was a rare opportunity. If he succeeded, it would not only make his position more stable, but also ensure the prosperity of the Xiao family for a hundred years. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

……

Listen to Songyuan.

Lin Shuwan woke up from her dream. She looked at the red gauze curtain in front of her, and her body seemed to still retain the excitement of last night's dream.

She turned over, with the quilt between her thighs. A blush appeared on her fair face. She couldn't help but bury her head in the pillow. Her soft voice was filled with a bit of excitement: "The Dream Talisman is really as famous as it is said to be. It really makes people linger~"

Bao Jieer said in a mean way: [Yeah, I treat you well, don’t I? Hehe, the feeling in the dream is so strong that it will only make you more difficult to resist in reality~]

Lin Shuwan snorted softly and rolled around on the bed with her limp body.

Hearing the sound in the room, Madam Liu and Chunyu came in and asked, "Is the young lady awake?"

"Well, Ma'am, go wash up. It's time to pay respects to my mother-in-law." Lin Shuwan's expression immediately restrained. He rubbed his slightly hot cheeks and cleared out the dirty garbage in his mind.

Nanny Liu looked at Lin Shuwan's rosy cheeks and her bright and beautiful eyes. She didn't know why she felt that her young lady had become much more beautiful today.

Lin Shuwan washed, changed his clothes, and had breakfast before slowly walking towards Langyue Garden.

As soon as I entered the yard, I heard the clanging sounds of a Taoist priest performing a ritual. All kinds of yellow paper talismans were flying everywhere. A man in a yellow Taoist robe was jumping around with a peach wood sword in his hand, muttering to himself.