The Tenth Year of Jiayuan, early morning of the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
After nearly a day of effort by Xia Ruqing, the fourth Princess of the Great Chu Dynasty finally made her cry upon entry into the world.
When Xia Ruqing heard the wetnurse nanny congratulating that it was a Princess.
She felt a sense of 'fulfillment in life'.
She weakly gave a satisfied smile, only taking a glance before falling asleep.
At this moment.
Zhao Junyao, who stayed up all night, was attending the morning court.
In the court hall, the ministers were quite disheartened.
Originally, the icy snow of the twelfth month was cold enough.
Yet the emperor sitting on the dragon throne had a freezing expression.
With a look that said, 'Don't bother me unless the sky is falling'.
Everyone kept their heads down.
Reflecting on their actions of recent times.
The conclusion they came to:
Lately, everybody in and out of the court has been well-behaved, no one has caused any trouble.
