Your Majesty, We Are Just Trading

When the imperial edict to canonize the queen came down, The whole hall knelt on the floor. However, Shen Zhiwei did not cry or express gratitude. She just asked in a low voice—— "Your Majesty, how long is the term of this transaction?" The courtiers were in an uproar. Emperor Xiao Jin's eyes darkened, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "How long do you want it for?" She raised her head, her eyes so calm that she didn't look like a woman who was about to ascend to the throne. "Three years." "After three years, I will leave." Xiao Jin looked at her for a long time and suddenly smiled. "You can't leave." She added softly "Your Majesty, you will let me go." At that moment, she had foreseen his ending.