Yan Xiaomo steadied her steps and straightened up slowly, not wanting the people who served her to lose their lives because of some small mistakes.
If Xiahou Dun knew that she was a daughter, would he be kinder to her?
Or would he kill her directly and seek to usurp the throne?
Yan Xiaomo didn't know this clearly, so she didn't dare to try it rashly.
She had to be careful, careful, and careful again.
Otherwise, if you die before you play the game for a long time, how can you face the people of Jiangdong?
Moreover, Xiahou Dun doesn't look like a lecherous person.
On the surface, he looks carefree and a bit of a ruffian, but his real person is not like this.
When the beauties from the harem were brought in, Xiahou Dun didn't even take a look.
With Xiahou Dun's current status, he can get wind and rain when he wants, and he can have as many beauties as he wants.
This man definitely has plenty of money.
He has the entire palace in his pocket, he also has all the beauties, and he has overwhelming power.
What else does he not get?
"You go out, just wait for me for a while, I will do it myself."
Yan Xiaomo pushed the maids away because she didn't want to reveal her identity.
It's just that none of the palace maids seemed willing to leave.
They felt that a palace maid had just been executed by General Xiahou, and they didn't want to follow in the footsteps of those unlucky palace maids.
"Then just stand here and don't move.
I'll go change clothes."
Yan Xiaomo carried the dragon robe behind the screen, and then changed clothes behind the screen.
These clothes are not difficult to wear.
After all, there have been so many ancient experiences.
Although these clothes are cumbersome, a normal person's brain can still remember them.
Those who can't wear them can only say that their brains are not working well.
Well, I don’t even know how to put on any clothes.
Yan Xiaomo tied the belt, but it was not so beautiful, but it was still decent.
After getting her clothes ready, Yan Xiaomo walked out from behind the screen and was still being dressed up by the palace maids.
The maids tied her hair up and put a crown on her head.
Looking from the mirror, Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but secretly exclaimed, he was really an emperor with delicate features and unparalleled elegance.
I never thought that my royal appearance in ancient costume would be so beautiful.
The more I look at it, the more I like it.
After getting ready, Yan Xiaomo went to court with the support of everyone.
The sun had just come out at this time, and it was dazzling but not warm at all.
"The Emperor has arrived" Following the eunuch's cry, all civil and military officials in the court knelt down and saluted the dragon's tail, shouting in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live the emperor."
Most of these people don't really surrender to Yan Xiaomo, they just do it on the surface.
The person who surrenders is General Xiahou.
Although General Xiahou is just a general, his existence is no less than that of the emperor.
Yan Xiaomo straightened her back and walked up to the dragon chair with her head held high.
As soon as she came in, she saw Xiahou Dun.
Xiahou Dun was sitting on his chair, which was carved from precious jade and looked much taller than the dragon chair on the main seat.
In fact, Xiahou Dun still has a title: King Qin.
He was almost like a regent, but Xiahou Dun preferred to be called a general.
He said that he preferred the feeling of killing enemies on the battlefield, with thousands of troops under his command, and he commanded thousands of troops to win battles one after another.
Yan Xiaomo looked presentable, unhurriedly lifted the hem of her clothes, and then sat on the dragon throne.
Others seemed to like this throne, but she felt on pins and needles. oshow7: