"If you wish my demise, so be it. Lord Shao has attained the rank of Intermediate Primus Scholar. Do you not grasp such a simple principle? So what if it's Huaixi province? Hmph, the Emperor governs the entire realm!"
Observing Consort Su's vehement outburst, Qiao Xuan couldn't help but reflect on the stubbornness of those who clung to the traditions of the Qing Dynasty long after its collapse. They deluded themselves with nostalgic dreams, refusing to face reality. The world had drastically changed, yet they persisted in speaking of the past.
It was absurd to invoke obsolete ideals to pass judgment and instill fear in others.
Qiao Xuan chose not to point out the existence of the Three Emperors. Instead, she simply responded with a noncommittal "oh."
Consort Su huffed, teeth clenched, and emphasized once more, "The world belongs to the Emperor! There is only one Emperor in Great Qin!"
Qiao Xuan glanced at her, choosing not to dignify Consort Su's words with a response.
