A Cutie Spoiled by Her Seven Uncles

When the Emperor said this, he was gnashing his teeth.

"But Your Majesty, the selection of the Empress cannot be made hastily!"

The Emperor flared up and slapped the imperial table, "National Master, please speak frankly, but..."

"Your Majesty, I have divined a reading, and the omens indicate that you will soon receive a great treasure!"

Emperor: Ha ha!

The courtiers: "..." wore expressions of shock; first, they looked at the National Master, then at the Emperor, and finally, their gazes involuntarily fell on Suisui and Xie Pan’Er.

Who among these could be orchestrating a plot?

What is the National Master’s real purpose?

Is it the selection of the Empress?

Or is it the seal of Dongyue?

Someone inhaled sharply.

For a moment, the Tahe Hall was so silent that one could hear a pin drop!

"National Master!

The matter of the Empress’s selection, I will decide myself!"

"Your Majesty, I am merely here to share what the omens have revealed to me.

I have predicted that Your Majesty will soon receive a great treasure, and this treasure will be presented by a beautiful lady. Your Majesty, this person is connected to the nation’s fate and should be established as the Empress!"

After saying this, the National Master bowed to the Emperor, then turned and departed.

He had the demeanor of a transcendent sage, dusting off his garments after completing the matter and leaving!

Everyone in Tahe Hall was stunned, especially the Emperor, who couldn’t help but let out a heavy sigh of relief and quickly looked towards Xie Pan’Er.

At this moment, Xie Pan’Er was completely stunned.

Looking as if she had been frightened out of her wits.

Xiaosuisui furrowed her small brow even more tightly. Just now, the National Master had rattled off a lot, and in calculating these things in sequence, many aspects didn’t add up!

However, just as she intended to discuss this with the National Master, he left!

But there was one thing the National Master wasn’t wrong about; the beautiful lady indeed should be the Empress, for once she becomes the Emperor, she will give birth to a wise ruler who will usher in a peaceful era for the Great Han in the future!

"Could it be... that the National Master suggests that the County Master of Qingping is the future Empress?"

Suddenly, Master Duke Dugu exclaimed in surprise, his face full of astonishment, and a thought crossed his mind: might the presentation of the jade seal be a ploy?

However, this matter could be advantageous to the Earl’s Mansion, so why not play along and help the situation along, especially since the County Master of Qingping is from the Ji Family.

And the relationship between his disobedient son and the Ji Family brothers was unusual.

Anyway, his own daughter was destined not to be Empress, so this Xie Pan’Er...

Upon this thought, Master Duke Dugu hurriedly clasped his hands towards Xie Pan’Er, saying, "Greetings to the future Empress!"

Xie Pan’Er was so startled she quickly stepped aside.

"Master Duke, please do not speak carelessly, Pan’Er is alarmed!"

The Emperor, who was seated on the Dragon Throne, chuckled and promptly spoke up.

"Pan’Er, there’s no need to be alarmed. Since the National Master has divined that you are tied to the nation’s fate, it is only fitting that you are chosen as the Empress. I will issue a decree immediately to appoint you as Empress, and instruct the National Master to quickly determine the next auspicious date, so that we may wed as soon as possible!"

In just a few words, the Emperor had settled the choice for the Empress.

The courtiers could only buzz in their heads, unable to react immediately.

But some quick-witted individuals promptly congratulated Xie Pan’Er.

"Congratulations to the Empress, long live the Empress for a thousand years!"

The voices were led by Prime Minister Song.

And Master Duke Dugu was among them.

A few old ministers who had offered their daughters or granddaughters felt unwilling and couldn’t help but widen their eyes at Prime Minister Song.

"Prime Minister Song, you... do you also believe the County Master of Qingping is the future mother of the nation?"

Prime Minister Song didn’t even glance at that person, "The Emperor has already decreed the Empress, do any of you lords have objections?"

The few old ministers dared not speak further.

The Emperor stepped down from the Dragon Throne and extended his hand towards Xie Pan’Er, who gazed at him blankly, tears welling up in her eyes.

For a moment, she was dumbfounded, stupefied.

Seeing her unresponsive, Xiaosuisui took her hand with his small one, placing it in the Emperor’s hand.

In a childlike voice, he said.

The unity of the Emperor and Empress brings peace to the world!

The courtiers were momentarily stunned; how was it that a little child stole the spotlight?

So they all knelt down and loudly proclaimed, "The unity of the Emperor and Empress brings peace to the world!"

The wedding of the Emperor and Empress was indeed a national event, and the National Master was summoned to the Palace by the Emperor that day to calculate an auspicious date.

Xiaosuisui also calculated one, giving it to the Emperor before the National Master could announce his.

The Emperor did not make it public.

Instead, he waited for the National Master to announce the date.

The Emperor didn’t actually doubt his little treasure’s ability, he simply had a private wish.

He was waiting to see which date came earlier, the one determined by the National Master or the one calculated by his little treasure.

It turned out that the date submitted by the National Master was exactly the same as the one by Xiaosuisui, even matching in the auspicious hour for the ceremony.

"I am beginning to suspect, did you two conspire beforehand? The date for this wedding is a good three months away!"

After hearing this, Xiaosuisui pouted.

"Three months is good!

Three months later, Uncle Ba and the others should be back; by then, won’t it be grand to have them, along with Uncle Dugu, participating in the marriage of the Emperor, my godfather?"

The Emperor’s eyes couldn’t help but brighten at these words.

"Sweetheart, what you mean is..."