Chương 737: Turning the tables against the wind (1)

Jiang huailu, only seven years old, was walking hand in hand with the new emperor on the red carpet.

The entire capital was in an uproar.

However, the new emperor had always had his own ideas and was a decisive and Swift master, so no one dared to stop him.

All the courtiers could only watch her helplessly. When the new emperor was being canonized, she would just stand by and watch.

All the glory would be enough to bring glory to their ancestors.

Even if she was the Empress, she did not deserve to have the same honor as the Emperor.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, if he already had a wife, she would also be half a step behind the new emperor and would not dare to travel together with him.

But now?

For the first time, all the officials looked at the child in the eye. Perhaps, this child was more important than they had imagined. Everyone had underestimated her importance in the new emperor's heart.