章節 681: Doting Grandchildren, Slap in the Face (2)

After Dabao left, tears streamed down the doctor of the Censorate's face. He turned around on his knees and kowtowed in the direction where Dabao left. "Goodbye, Your Highness—"

Everyone turned around with him and kowtowed. "Goodbye, Your Highness—"

The Emperor shuddered!

What Highness? Have I conferred him the title? Did I agree? How could you guys arrange it just like that?!!

The Emperor had passed the most depressing court meeting in history. From the beginning to the end, he did not have a chance to speak at all. When he could finally speak, no one believed a word he said.

"I have no intention of appointing a successor."

Yet you gave him the heirloom seal.

"I didn't say which prince he would be conferred."

However, you gave him the throne.

"That was just a child playing. My dear ministers, don't take it to heart."

You've already played in the throne room. Do you think we're blind???