Chapter 386 – Regent Uncle, We’re Not On The Same Page (1)
rokumi’s note : WARNING! There’s a BxB side couple in this arc. If you’re uncomfortable with such content, you might want to skip this arc. This arc will end in chapter 430, so you can go to Chapter 431 later.
The last mission was completed relatively smoothly, and Yan Luo was becoming increasingly accustomed to the time spent within the different dimensions.
After only a short rest, she directly entered the next dimension.
In the second year of the Yan Chang era, the chaos of war had long since subsided, and the entire Great Yan Dynasty was showing signs of prosperous development.
The previous emperor of Great Yan had passed away two years ago, but he had left behind few heirs. During his long illness, the few children he had competed fiercely for the throne.
In the end, it was the first princess of Great Yan who, with the support of Regent Jun Yulin, successfully ascended the throne and changed the era name to Yan Chang. However, due to the Regent’s poor relationship with the new emperor’s Mother, it couldn’t be said that the court was completely stable yet.
Yan Luo lay on the soft bed with her eyes closed, receiving the background information and memories.
The original owner’s memories were not many, but they were quite chaotic. Yan Luo furrowed her brows slightly as she slowly sorted through them. Just then, a soft voice of a palace maid sounded, “Your Majesty, it’s about time. You should rise for morning court.”
Only then did Yan Luo open her eyes and slowly sit up. Attendants naturally stepped forward to help her dress and do her hair.
In the Great Yan Dynasty, positions were held by the capable, and even the emperor was chosen based on ability rather than gender. Though female rulers were rare, they were not unheard of in history.
Her black hair was neatly arranged and adorned with glass and jade hairpins. Golden dragon-patterned ornaments were added to each side, and finally, a grand and regal golden dragon crown was secured in place.
She wore wide black robes, with golden threads outlining the form of a dragon and embroidered dragon motifs around it.
The girl in the mirror appeared quite young, with naturally red lips and crimson nails. Her phoenix-shaped eyes were slightly narrowed—radiant, bold, and carrying a hint of regal dominance.
She didn’t look at all like someone who had only risen to power by relying on another person.
But indeed, the original owner had been naturally gifted, just young and lacking experience. Now that Yan Luo had taken over, she fully embodied that elusive and unreadable aura.
So much so that none of the surrounding female officials dared look directly at her face.
A soft towel dusted with pale powder was brought close, and Yan Luo slightly frowned as she glanced at the line of female officials behind her, each holding a different cosmetic. The corners of her lips twitched faintly, and she raised her hand to push it away.
Then she stood up.
This sudden action startled the group of female attendants, who immediately lowered themselves to the floor, looking fearfully at the ground before them.
The girl’s voice was luxurious and tinged with laziness, as if somewhat nonchalant: “You don’t need to do all this in the future. Lin Yuan, let’s go.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Lin Yuan was Yan Luo’s personal maid. Dressed in a green robe, she glanced at the maids still kneeling on the floor and waved her hand to dismiss them.
There was a flicker of confusion in her eyes as she looked at Yan Luo walking away.
His Majesty was usually meticulous about these things—precisely to cover up her youth and inexperience. So why the change today? But ever since being transferred to Yan Luo’s side, Lin Yuan had never been able to truly read what her master was thinking, so she gave up pondering and quickly followed.
The sky was just beginning to lighten, still carrying the dampness of the night. Several palace attendants carried dragon-patterned lanterns ahead of them.
When they arrived at the main hall, all the officials were already in their places. Upon seeing Yan Luo’s arrival, they knelt and saluted.
A slightly noisy sounds of “Long live the Emperor” echoed through the hall.
Yan Luo swept her gaze across them. Only two people remained standing. They were slightly bending at the waist, but making no further movements.