Before I finished speaking, the eunuch scolded me severely.
"The emperor's name is not something a lowly person like you can call out directly!"
I turned my head to look at Huston, but his face remained stern and indifferent, not saying a word.
He seemed like a completely different person.
I had no choice but to kneel and bow my head.
"Your servant knows her mistake."
"Forget it, Renee. You helped me ascend the throne, so if you wish to address me as before, you may."
He smiled, his eyes warm and indulgent, just as they once were.
But then he turned and playfully pinched Amy's cheek, his voice full of affection.
"And you, don't blame me for showing her favoritism if she calls me that."
"Your Majesty, you're the best!"
Amy wrapped her arms around his shoulders flirtatiously and kissed him on the cheek, casting a smug look in my direction, clearly showing off.
It felt as if a giant hand was gripping my heart, making it hard to breathe.
The next day, Amy's coronation ceremony as Empress officially began.
The ceremony was held in the bell tower outside the Throne Hall. Below, drums and gongs rang out, and the streets were packed with people celebrating.