Yan Xiaomo steadied her steps and slowly straightened up, not wanting to let the people who served her lose their lives because of some small mistakes.

If Xiahoudun knew that she was a daughter, would she be kinder to her? Or kill her directly and seek to usurp the throne.

Yan Xiaomo didn't know this, so she didn't dare to try it rashly, she had to be careful, careful, and careful.

lest the game be killed before much played, what face do you have to meet the fathers and villagers of Jiangdong?

And Xiahoudun doesn't look like a lustful person, he looks like a ruffian on his face, but his real person is not like this.

The beauties of the harem were brought in, and Xia Houdun didn't take a look.

With Xiahoudun's current identity, he wants the wind to be windy, to be rainy, what kind of beauty, how much he wants.

This man, there is definitely no shortage of money, the entire palace is in his pocket, the beauties are also everything, the power is monstrous, what else has he not gotten?

"You guys go out, just wait for me in a while, I'll come by myself."

Yan Xiaomo pulled the palace maids back, she didn't want to reveal her identity.

It's just that those palace maids don't seem to be willing to leave, and they feel that the palace maids have just been executed by General Xiahou, and they don't want to follow in the footsteps of those unlucky palace maids.

"Then you just stand here and don't move, and I'll go change your clothes."

Yan Xiaomo moved a dragon robe behind the screen, and then changed clothes behind the screen.

This dress is not difficult to wear, after all, there have been so many ancient experiences, although these clothes are cumbersome, but with a normal person's brain, it can also be remembered, those who can't wear, can only say that the brain is not easy to use, and they can't even wear a single clothes.

Yan Xiaomo tied the belt, but it was not so beautiful, but it was decent.

After getting the robe, Yan Xiaomo walked out from behind the screen, and the palace maids still dressed herself.

The ladies of the court tied up her hair and wore a crown.

Looking from the mirror, Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but secretly speak, he was really a clear-eyed and peerless emperor.

I didn't expect my ancient costume emperor to be so beautiful, the more I looked at it, the more I liked it.

After getting ready, Yan Xiaomo went to court with the support of everyone.

At this time, the sun had just come out, and it was brilliant but not warm at all.

"The emperor has arrived!"

With the shouts of the eunuchs, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down towards the dragon tail and saluted in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live." ”

Most of these people didn't really surrender to Yan Xiaomo, they were just doing it on the surface, and the person who surrendered for a while was General Xiahou.

Although General Xiahou is only a general, his existence is no less than that of the emperor.

Yan Xiaomo straightened her waist and walked towards the dragon chair with her head held high, and when she came in, she saw Xiahoudun.

Xiahoudun was sitting, and his chair was carved from precious jade, which looked much taller than the dragon chair on the main seat.

In fact, Xiahoudun now has another title - King Qin.

It's the regent, but Xiahoudun prefers to be called a general, he said that he prefers the feeling of killing the enemy on the battlefield, with thousands of troops under his command, and he commands thousands of troops and horses to win one victory after another.

Yan Xiaomo looked good, unhurriedly opened the hem of her clothes, and then went to the dragon chair, this throne was liked by others, but she felt like sitting on pins and needles.