Historian Wang was initially at a loss.
Upon hearing his disciples say this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Yes! That's right! Praise her like this!" he exclaimed excitedly.
Historian Wang quickly walked to the table, pulled out a sheet of paper, and began to write vigorously.
"Let us praise her, for because of her, the Emperor smiles more; because of her companionship, the Emperor reviews more memorials each day; because of her, the Emperor's mood is more stable!"
"She is the Emperor's Jieyu flower, the gentle moonlight behind him, her existence truly deserves praise!"
Everyone was speechless, watching as Historian Wang wrote swiftly.
Clearly, he was quite angry when he left in the morning, insisting on maintaining the Empress's status.
But after a trip, Historian Wang returned like this.
Privately, everyone whispered among themselves—
