"Father, issue the decree." Qian Renxue smiled at Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen nodded, his aged voice rising. "Attendants."
The old eunuch hurried in with quick, mincing steps.
"What are Your Majesty's orders?"
"I wish to issue an imperial decree."
The old eunuch accepted the order and quickly withdrew.
A moment later, the official responsible for drafting imperial decrees was brought in.
Jiang Chen was intimately familiar with everything about Xue Ye, and issuing decrees came naturally to him.
He immediately dictated an edict for the official to draft, announcing that in three days, the throne would be passed to Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
The old eunuch was deeply shocked. He dared to offer a few words of advice, only to be berated by Jiang Chen until his face turned pale and he trembled with fear.
The reason for the three-day delay was that an imperial decree could not be promulgated the moment it was written; it still had to pass through many departments.
"Go. Order the Imperial Astronomical Bureau to calculate an auspicious date suitable for abdication and ascension to the throne."
Still terrified, the old eunuch answered and bowed nearly ninety degrees before hurriedly retreating.
Only Jiang Chen and Qian Renxue remained in the imperial study once more.
"Heh, you've got quite the imperial bearing. How about after I ascend the throne, you take over playing Xue Qinghe?" Qian Renxue looked at Jiang Chen with a grin.
Jiang Chen repeatedly waved his hands. "When it comes to disguises, Xue'er, you're the professional. I'm better suited to being a nanny for you mother and daughter."
Qian Renxue stood up with a snort. "I'm leaving. Behave yourself."
Jiang Chen's expression turned solemn. "My heart belongs only to you and Senior Sister."
Only then did Qian Renxue turn around in satisfaction and