Restlessness

Peach Country.

Looking at Tian Meng, who was crying and making a fuss in his arms, Shiraishi Yoshijo felt utterly at a loss.

"You want to be an emperor too?"

Tian Meng nodded repeatedly, her face innocent and pleading. "Father, please help me. Shixiu is nothing but a block of wood, completely devoid of charm. The Daimyo of the Land of Fire never gives me a pleasant look either. Your daughter's life in the Land of Fire is far too miserable."

Shiraishi Yoshijo twitched his lips, speechless. "Why have I heard that you've been throwing your weight around in the Land of Fire? Not just your husband—even the Daimyo of the Land of Fire has to avoid you, Tian Meng. Let me tell you, a woman can't be too overbearing, or no man will like her."

"Father, what does liking have to do with anything? Plenty of your concubines don't like you either."

"How can you talk to your father like that?"

Tian Meng stuck out her tongue and began shaking Shiraishi Yoshijo again. "Father, you can't play favorites. Isn't Yang Zi where she is today because of you? Once your daughter takes control of the Land of Fire, I'll definitely repay you properly."

Shiraishi Yoshijo said helplessly, "Do you think being an emperor is so easy? Yang Zi is overwhelmed every day. Those politicians in the Land of Water are not only inciting the people to riot behind the scenes, but also colluding with other great nations. Fortunately, Yang Zi has a son of pure bloodline. Otherwise, the Land of Water would have lost control long ago."

As he spoke, Shiraishi Yoshijo tapped Tian Meng's forehead, his voice full of frustration. "You married even earlier than Yang Zi. Her son is already ten, yet there's still no news from