The emperor's daily routine does not exceed three hours. All diligent monarchs in history have followed this standard.
Shen Xihe had to sleep for four hours every day. Although the emperor held great power, she was surrounded by dangers. It was said that she received hundreds of memorials every day. Just thinking about it, Shen Xihe felt that the power was too heavy and she could not bear it.
Being an empress dowager is different. As the emperor's elder, the concubines in the harem cannot bother her, and the emperor has to respect and honor her. She can live in the palace if she wants to, or go to a temple or a palace if she wants to. She can grow flowers, drink tea, listen to operas and have fun every day, and live a leisurely and comfortable life.
"Yo yo, are you reminding me that you have to give birth to a little prince to inherit the throne for me in the future?" Xiao Huayong blinked.
Shen Xihe couldn't help laughing out loud, but her words were extremely ruthless despite her smile: "I'm reminding you to ascend the throne smoothly."
As long as Xiao Huayong became emperor, she would not be able to escape the position of empress dowager. No matter whether she and Xiao Huayong had children or not, no one could bypass her. Even if the child was adopted, she had to give the nod, and she had to be respected as empress dowager and serve him for the rest of his life.
Xiao Huayong's ambiguous smile froze at the corners of his lips, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly: "How can my adopted son share the same mind with you?"
"If I am capable, my adopted son will share my heart. If I am incompetent, my biological son may not share my heart." Shen Xihe glanced at the snorting Xiao Huayong, slowly looked away, pursed his lips, and tried not to smile. "Man is good at birth. How a child is depends on the education of his parents. If I were to adopt a child, I would definitely choose a younger one and let me raise him personally."
The more Xiao Huayong listened, the more uncomfortable he felt: "Yo Yo, you think so clearly, I'm afraid you have already made a plan in mind."
"Yes." Shen Xihe nodded sincerely, "I thought about this long before I wanted to marry Your Highness."
She had thought about many things, including whether her body was blessed enough to be a mother, whether His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and she would have children, and whether she could become a mother during His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's lifetime.
Xiao Huayong gritted his teeth, feeling extremely bitter. She had already been thinking about their child before she married him. If people heard this, they would surely think that she loved him deeply. However, the truth was, it was all just for profit.
"Youyou always says that I think long-term. Compared to Youyou, I feel ashamed of myself." Xiao Huayong's tone became sarcastic.
Shen Xihe couldn't help laughing after all. After a while, she looked up at the aggrieved Xiao Huayong, and then she stopped laughing and said, "I told Your Highness that people will change. That was what I thought before. Now I just want to be the Crown Princess."
Xiao Huayong was stunned for a moment, the previous look of grievance on his face had not disappeared yet, and he was a little dazed and didn't react. When he reacted, Shen Xihe had already stood up and left. He subconsciously reached out his hand, and the thin gauze as thin as a cicada's wing brushed across his palm, leaving a cold feeling.
"Yo Yo, what did you mean just now?" Xiao Huayong chased after him.
Shen Xihe entered the room, closed the door, and walked into the house holding a shawl.
Xiao Huayong couldn't just knock the door open. Although he wanted to, he had to follow the rules if he wanted to hear some sweet words. He went around to the window, leaned his head through it and asked, "Yo Yo, what did you mean just now?"