In the imperial study room, the scent of ambergris was still there, but the atmosphere was tense as never before. Jamel Xiao looked at the woman in front of him. Her phoenix eyes were calm. She was no longer a concubine who needed his protection, but the "Holy Queen of Fuguo" who held the Black Dragon Guard, put down rebellions, and oversaw the government affairs.
"Qingci," he called her name for the first time in a formal occasion, with fatigue and complexity, "what exactly do you want? This world belongs to the Xiao family after all."
Shen Qingci did not answer directly. She rolled out a piece of silk that she had prepared long ago, and on it was the draft of the "Two Saints Adoration" system she had designed.
"Your Majesty, what I want has never been the Xiao family's world, but a world with less injustice, more clarity, and a world that is better able to cope with future crises." Her fingertips traced the terms on the silk.
"You see, this is not a usurpation of the throne, but a co-governance. Major military and state affairs require the approval and seal of the two saints before they can take effect and supervise each other. Set up a 'private council'. When the resolution is deadlocked, it will be discussed by representatives of the three ministers, nine ministers and nobles to avoid arbitrary decisions."
"Your Majesty is in charge of the military affairs of the foreign dynasty, and I am in charge of the domestic affairs of the people, judicial supervision and educational reform. We divide the work and cooperate, just like..." She paused and found an appropriate metaphor, "It is like the yin and yang of Tai Chi, which complement each other and restrain each other to ensure continuous operation."
