She wanted the Imperial Army.
Aside from anything else, the security of the Imperial City must be in her own hands.
Su Yan continued speaking, then fell into contemplation.
Xiao Hua was puzzled.
"Host, what are you thinking about?"
"If I truly can seize power from him, it would take at least seven or eight years."
Power is a tug-of-war.
Back and forth, slowly strategizing.
"Is that what you mean, Host?"
"I don't want these; I want him."
Seven or eight years later.
What if by then he's taken a liking to someone else?
Under the moonlight, Su Yan sat there for a long time.
The next morning.
Before dawn.
She was attended by her close maid Qing Wan, wearing her Dragon Robe in preparation for the assembly.
Su Yan obediently sat there, letting the palace maids tend to her.
Just putting on this garment took six palace maids thirty minutes.
Waiting until everything was tidied up.
Qing Wan stood beside her, saluting.
"Empress, it's time for the assembly."
Su Yan spoke.
