In the silence of the Golden Hall of Da Liang Palace, the ministers were mute with fear, barely daring to breathe, and some were even suffocating, their faces flushed red.
Rong Si coldly scanned these ministers, especially the dozen or so who had previously stood up to insist she returned power to the Little Emperor, Rong Zhuo.
They were cowering, not daring to make a sound, evidently terrified.
This Princess is too powerful; defying her is like courting death!
"No one is agreeing?"
Rong Si reverted to her regal and elegant demeanor, smiling at the ministers, but her smile carried a hint of chill.
She's preparing to settle scores afterwards!
An old minister who knew Rong Si well, upon seeing this, directly knelt to plead guilty: "Princess, this old minister is getting on in years and increasingly incapacitated. I wish... to resign and retire."
"The old minister... also wishes to resign!"
"Minister, wish to resign!"
"..."
