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"Mother! Mother! " Zhao Jing cried as he ran along the path of the palace. He had no direction to go. Ever since she was brought into the palace, her mother had been lost. The palace was so big, where could she go to find it?

Now that the late emperor had passed away, the entire imperial palace was plunged into a state of weeping.

Zhao Jing kicked the eunuch blocking his way, knocking him through the door. The ten-year old child was immediately frightened by the scene in front of him. He sat on the ground and was unable to get up for a long time.

The eunuchs panicked. "Aiyo, your majesty!" Your majesty! Please calm your anger, your majesty! "

As he looked around, he saw that there was a room filled with Heaven Lady Zhao Jing hanging from the rafters. Zhao Jing subconsciously rubbed his neck, as if all the white silk were tied around his neck, making it hard for him to breathe. Her gaze swept across the unfamiliar faces. Luckily, she wasn't one! Not my mother!

Zhao Jing's breathing quickened. He stiffly turned his head to look at the servants kneeling on the ground. "Where's my mother?" Where did you hide my mother? I want my mother! "

The eunuchs didn't dare to utter a sound. Zhao Jing was hysterical. "Give mother back to me!"

"Your majesty!" A soft call.

The armored soldiers quickly surrounded the area, and a dark shadow loomed over her head.

In the reverse light, the man's jade-white skin gave off a hint of light. When he looked down at her from above, his beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with a hint of chilliness and complexity. When she wanted to see clearly, all that was left in his eyes was indifference.

"Your majesty!" The man bent down and respectfully bowed to her.

Zhao Jingzhong was startled. He felt that this person's salute was better than everyone else's. For a moment, he really forgot to find his mother.

"This humble official is the great general of Zhenguo, Dongfang Mingming. Please kowtow." His speech was extremely slow and his voice was unstoppable, but he did not feel the slightest bit sluggish. Hearing in the ear is like a feather passing over the heart, tickling.

Before Zhao Jing could come back to his senses, Dongfang Wenming had already taken her hand.

His palm was truly warm.

Dongfang Wenming straightened up with a smile that wasn't a smile and spoke to his subordinate, "The emperor has found it. The inauguration ceremony can begin."

As the voice faded, the armored soldiers retreated in unison.

Zhao Jing followed the lead of a devil and was led outside.

He said, "In the future, the emperor will call himself 'I'. You can't call yourself 'I' anymore. Do you understand?"

Zhao Jing nodded. "But I am …"

He stopped in his tracks, and a hint of coldness appeared in his pupils.

Zhao Jing shrunk his body and stiffly said, "This Emperor!"

He pursed his lips slightly, counting her out.

In front of the throne room, Dongfang Wenming spoke in a profound tone, "Walking up these azure stone steps, you are the almighty Emperor, the ruler of Da Xia and the master of the world. Everyone will bow down to you and cry out "Long live". But in this world, only those who had the right to do so would have the right to do so. The Emperor could only do so by himself. However, this humble subject will continue to assist Your Majesty until a peaceful day arrives. "

Zhao Jing was only ten years old. She had just arrived in the bustling capital and wanted her to become Emperor. As a result, she did not understand the meaning behind Dongfang Wenming's words.

Until...

The officials began their performance by saying, "The young master is strong and the mother is his son." Everyone's knives were placed on her mother's neck. Only then did Zhao Jing understand the meaning of Dongfang Buming's words: "One man, one world".

Did he really have to be a loner before he could be promoted to a high position and become a supreme existence?

Zhao Jing didn't agree.

No one can touch her mother!